Lyrics:
hear you holler
Bend it over (Yeah), Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah)
Show them hoes ya bank roll
Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
Poke it out,
merk you
Or tattoo ya name on my arm
Like you one of my dead homies, just to beat the case
Believe me, I'ma lead the race
What is my game?
Wakin up
the cheapest, you might blow out ya speakas
And we blowin and all, I got warrants and all
Done looked down at the phone, I done missed a few calls
Me and boosie
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
that?
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I can't view that
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
and I love it) everyday look I be thuggin (cause I'm thuggin) [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Country and throwed off get ya average lil star then swicth to a star but
it on loose leaf
These bitches they slide like toosie
Show me they coochie no Boosie
Ya man talking tough then he catching a two piece
ATL in lambo
they true colors
Lil bro swing the stick like a slugger
Dressed in all with a mask like a mugger
Can’t find you we come for ya brother
These niggas
me a steamer I hop in a booster
Hit the lil roadie that early roadrunner
She call me a rooster
I told that lil bitch to show me her pussy
She call me
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
Ya played with the Lil' Ya now ya takin' yo last breath
Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
Watch 'em bleed to death
Ya played with the Yella Boy now ya
out the cubby
Go head and shoot
Bitch stick ya head out roof
Baby show me what you do
Shoot at his crew
Put that lil boy on the news
Rob a nigga for his
[Chorus]
This is the way I live
Lil' Boy still pushin' big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don't need to work hard that's the way I
[Lil Scrappy]
Open a bottle of Henny for ya me in a mini for ya show you some luv
that's if I got any for ya
I can it make from the dollars
a permanent mark like a tattoo
You should've stayed in yo lane
Boy got exposed we know he a lame
Literally nameless we don't know ya name
Flex on the gram with
Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'fucker right here
To all my niggas out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothafuckin hands up
Bank roll after bank
again, yeah
'Cause the fiery heart of a champion cannot be quelched
By a failure or an embarrassment no way, no
And the critics all agreed it was
again, yeah
'Cause the fiery heart of a champion cannot be quelched
By a failure or an embarrassment no way, no
And the critics all agreed it was
showing out for the camera
Tattoo my name
Right on yo booty
So they all know who yo man is
Yeah yeah yeah
You like it when I get romantic
Rose petals in ya
like Lil' Boosie
She gave me that brain and
Threw me that coochie
I throw a lil' money, she shakin' her booty
I wearin' all Prada, she wearin' the Coogi
know I love ya
And for you you know it's Motherfuck'em
For you it's fuck a opp and fuck a Bitch and never love her
If he show a flaw then cut em off
If they knew who?
If they knew you
Yerr
Babygirl with the tattoos
I told her come through
Cause she mad cool
She gon act up
Imma act too
Even
All up on my dick cuz my name be in the spotlight
She had this lil tattoo on her titty
Already knew my name cuz I be ballin down here
The Port city
late once I show it
Get onna beat and I snap like a poet
I snap like I'm broken
He better roll for I smoke him
If I get locked then lil bro gon take over
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