Lyrics:
why
[x4]
Hold up wait a second,
let me think for a second
[Lil' Boosie:]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
Top notch
you hear the same thing
Models, Bugatti's and bottles, damn shame
It seems rappers don't [?] no mo', lying on the low low
I just left a place where you
luck for a week
Ask her friend was she dykin'
She say more than likely, cool
'cause I'm feelin' like Boosie
Just got a fresh cut
I can see that she
gave me Nova, gotta thank Lil' Queeze
She gave me V, Gotta thank Danielle
I'm nothing like these niggas, can't you tell?
I know exactly what you
if you by me
Every booth I walk in it’s a Homi
It’s some shit I won’t tell they don’t know that
I’m just doing my lil dance like I’m Kodak
Lil bitch
Russia that will be the envy of all the world!
The Tsar's St. Petersburg is now the people's Leningrad!
They can call it Leningrad, but it will always
stackin', miss my niggas, this one for Lil Boosie
Come have fun with the gang, we turn shit to a movie
All these bitches groupies, I might buy some uzis
couldn't tell I glew up
And by the way they eyeing at me
I can tell they tryna bag me
'Fore the day they say she blew up
And they can't tell I sell the same
why I rap hard
-Mr softy had to get iceee cuz Niccaz act hard
-is still the same lil nicca playing in baccuards
-this time Itz so much acres I need
shimp dig (My sauce)
Come around all that rockra
Talkin' 'bout shit we been did
Still lil' nigga from the west side
Good book and a blunt by the bedside
it, but it's cool to fantasize (It's cool)
Just like I do by old girl and these hands of mine (Woah)
Gripping on the titties, ass, and her thighs (Oh
Church, yeah, huh 615 born and raised bitch
Uh
Who run it in Tennessee well
Let's break down the sections (Aight)
If you walkin' in Memphis it's
Lil
40 in my sprite
If I ain't sliding by myself I got my shooter to my right
If I got a gun why would I fight
I can't fuck with nines if she ain't a ten
road about thirty minutes from the exit
We might got the same prices homie while you guessing
You might can't get over, you might get found in lil Texas
with two or three sluts
Check into my suite, order somethin to eat
Knockin at my door, its another lil freak
Right up the hall on the same flo'
You
About an hour north of Melbourne
By the mountains in the bush and scrub
There is a little town called St Andrews
With a big old country pub
And I've
I woke up late this morning
And the same old shit in my head
My baby's gone and left me and the rent check is due again
I've got those 21st century
that?
Making sure we was just on the same page
(We sure was)
Old ass game imma play that
Shit all changed by the look in her face
Smoke all my problems
Chorus:
Cleveland, city where tha st. clair thug chill
Come and kick it wit an clair playa
[flesh-n-bone]
Everybody when I said it stay off tha hook
a action punch
I done told these niggas bout acting up
Say the want that lil straight drop
I'ma give these niggas what they asking for
I'm steady popping
mighty dollar
Roll with the bone, mo' thugs will follow
Chain gang, remainin' the same
Flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin',
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
mighty dollar
Roll with the bone, mo' thugs will follow
Chain gang, remainin' the same
Flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin',
love all my city take that to the grave
I love all my people I pray they don't change
I stay with my gang
Lil Nutt, J.J, Tre
Let, Li, Dre
Shaq, Street,
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