Lyrics:
trapper dese lil niggas
Lame
Popping dese percs just to help wit my pain
Just hit two bitches and den eel remember
Soldier so cold like month
be with the gods and the goddesses for real
I don't give my energy to people I don't feel
Used to be the quiet lil' nigga in the corner
Man, I was
she tried all her lil' impressions
I thought it was sexy
She got like all these attachments and pain
That she's really surpressing
Keep talking 'bout
When I ran up my money all these bitches came toward me
I hop in the booth and I tell Rackzo to record me
Bad lil bitch she the one she told me that
line
Too many rappers getting played by labels a deal ain't even Cross my mind (I ain't lying)
Industry all fucked up wassup with all these new lil
why
She telling me the hurt
I really don't care
Lil mamma I'm jerk
When it comes to the bedroom
I'ma hit it where it hurts
Lil mamma like it sloppy
me good ol face (Sloppy)
Fresh to death get the casket close it mane
I ain't lil Boosie but whip me down
I see you lil niggas y'all really clowns
Say
off her jaw
When I fight we ain't losin' we ain't takin' no draws
No fuckin' Boosie we gone set this bitch off
For a lil' price ass we can get you
No handouts can't touch ya' hands
Lil Wayne, Birdman do the stunna' dance
Count cash, rubber bands, and dividends
And this what I do till the world
hit Lil Boosie and Webbie man get to saying what's hannenin
I got that juice in my system so imma pop a lil addy
Speed bumps speed bumps speed bumps say
can’t have her thinking
I’m a lil baby
oh
I’ve been slowly smoking feeling loopy
got me feeling a lil boosie
truth be told I feel like toosii
yeah yeah
lil' badass, I feel like Boosie, nigga
She got the nerve to pop a Perc' before I fuck her
Put yo' phone in the safe then we can cuddle
We can fuck
live fake, make money
Then they lose it
My back against the wall thats
Why I feel Lil Boosie
I’m in the beach house with your main bitch
Choosin’ and I
songs with alotta slap in 'em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I
Have)
For my brothers get you gone, yo homies hit up
I put my pain behind these songs, hope the can feel us (Haa)
Remain the same I'll never change, my
gave me trust issues
And I can't let the pain continue
If you get my heart then lil' bitch keep it with you
If you get my heart then lil' bitch keep it
lil' bitch, yeah
Now niggas done escaped
Now these niggas move by influence, yeah, yeah
Tryna be me every day
I just been high as fuck in the sky, bitch,
Eyes red I'm full of that loud
Bad Azz like Lil Boosie
Acting out like that Bad Azz dvd the one I catch on YouTube
Counting money by the blue , blues
it up but notice them boys they ova there plottin
Be wise guy my shootaz is near its not smart to try me
I’m fresh as fuck lil nigah (yeah) from
ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch
takin' shit
Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank
you rich don't mean a thang
You can't even go up in the streets you used to hang
Putting on for the fame, you ain't know 'bout real pain
Fairytaling ass
Aw
Ayyyeee, come on
Ahh
Yeahh, aye
I put a dick in a Glock and I make sure it bust
I put this shit it ya guts
I like my bitches like us with a lil bit
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
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