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ratchet bitch, Miss Connie that's my cleanin' shawty
I shop at GQ, get a cut, buy chains
No baby, I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames
It smell

A Nicca like me low-key
Plus I've been trained by G's run up on my shyt
I'll squeeze a better did the Draco breathe
Let the Draco go hard
This is not no

cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When

go boom boom boom boom (Lil Boosie bad azz) boom boom

[Verse 1: Lil Boosie]
Bend over let me see what momma gave ya
Make Lil Boosie smile shake dat

(Let him have it) Brtt
Do a hit disappear like magic (Boom boom) 
I like mine boujie & ratchet (yea)
& The work get flipped like mattress (yea)
& I’m

Transvestite your bitch-ass
Make you work out in a hula hoop
Street king, Boosie, boo
Did things that turn you Christian
Let it burn, fuck the consequences
What

to do it
If you want let’s get into
Bet the bands gon make her do it
Like to dance can’t face the music
I got bombs dey bang like boosie
Aquafina call em

Finesse that lil bitch have a three way
She ain't got no money I'll
Sell her on Ebay
I never leave without the ratchet
You run on me then it's cracking
I'm

get it back girl I like yo fashion
Ass up tongue out dat lil bitch so ratchet
Vibes up take a shot buss it down cuz this her song
Yea her booty small

Intro:LiL Boosie Bad ass
Alot Of theese niggas aint ready ta be no gangsta So
my word of advice to yall niggas, chill out

1st Verse
Nobody hate me

Throw that ass back
She ratchet
Throw that throw that ass back
She ratchet
Throw the ass back
She ratchet
Throw that throw that

Party King

My name

Full Effect

Young Gunz

Philadelphia Freeway

2003

the dicks
Neef, keep somethin' on me, extended clip
'Cause I rather be judged by twelve then carried by six
And I can show you how to do this shit
Get ya

leave em bloody wit gashes 
Drive by shoot em up then we dashin
Pedal to medal hope I don't crash it 
Talk shit but yo bitch look ratchet 

This shit

gon get whatever come out my pocket
Cause her body bang like oochie wallie
Boosie bad boy I be wilding
An I hold the chopper like bootsy collins
Yeah

Devils

Lil' Boosie

Incarcerated

2010

Gon' soulja hate me
Da judge looked at me
And said how you doin' boosie
He called me by my nickname {ooooh}
What you think I'm stupid {bitch}
You

and
They bought all of my lil’ dimes
I used to fuck them ratchet hoes
Now I fuck all them lil' dimes
I used to fuck them ratchet hoes
Now I fuck all them

We ain't with all that
We ain't bother nobody
We ain't with all that
We ain't start with nobody
Come on Auntie, let's go
Yeah, Boosie juice in

on a opp, play pussy you get popped
I'm feeling like lil boosie, about to set it off
Go play with your kids, cause I am not the one
Don't internet beef, can

Ain't Got Nothing

Magic

Certified

2005

to the yard
Dead but you won't get a cent from me
But you can get a good ass kickin for free, punk bitch!

[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Lil' Boosie]
Now when I

ghost like Casper
Nasty
I let her go no chasing after
Nasty
I let her go no chasing after her
Can't take her out 'cause she's too ratchet
Nice lil' hood

Smoking On Purple

Lil' Boosie

Actin' Badazz, Vol. 2

2007

music nigga
And you can try but you ain't Lil' Boosie nigga no (no)
Bad bitches got you feelin' great
Looked at my CEO like CEO let's get this cake, baby

tricken every single car I get
I'm tricken every single car I get
I'm tricken every single car I get
I'm tricken every single car I get

Nightrider in

cause I'm a gangsta, I let shots off in this air

I say that I quit that trappin' shit but I be lying
I might fuck with that lil' ratchet bitch but she

wanna do it
Yeah let's get straight into it
Lil' boy where your pape movement
Yeah my name got weight to it
How you wanna do it
Yeah let's get straight