Lyrics:
Just all ya experiences, all ya
Ya loses that you think you took a loss on bey it ain't no loss bro
Trust me dawg
Real people recognize real bro
You
richer then Getty
I'll pull in the guap and whip in a yeti, ya
Yea, yea Kharii can play with advanced moves
I'm fucking my girl and her man too
I'm sinking
a star
Bitch I'm just a regular nigga
On the other hand they hollerin'
War lil Peezy 'bout whatever
I'm the chopper man, I catch him
Leave his head tucked
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
(thot, thot)
Go get some racks what you better do (you thot)
Lil' bro on ya head for a band or two (come here)
I know he a handle you (gone)
Lil
Nowadays or ya done for, ya done for
Expecting us to ignore it, or endure it
Every time you think it's done boy, it's one more
Yeah uh black man with
diamonds by the
Uh
Woah
Running out of love
Keep that .40 tucked
Man I'm trying to get these bucks
Lil baby I'm about to go up
Lil baby I be booted up
Yeah! yeah! yeah! Star Trak!
Yeah! yeah! ah BME Clique!
Yeah! Hey! That nigga Fam-Lay bitch!
Yeah! yeah! Lil Jon and them East Side Boyz!
Pussy
bitch to a crackhead
I'll leave ya, but if the ugh fire I might double back, I don't need ya!
I might fuck around, give that lil bitch amnesia
Put it down
lil' nigga slow it down, he out there on that fast route
Big homie flash all that money, can't even his bond his man out
Two bad bitches argin' over me,
barking I aint barking down
I'm a dog
Word to Gwees
I aint stalking I'm just watching out
Haa
Don't run yo mouth ya heard just watch ya mouth
What Boosie
times flies by
Shu shu shu
Still here killing that's some twilight light light
Shu
You da man now nigga
You da man now nigga
You da man now nigga
You da
Imma fuck her wit a passion
Leave that lil pussy splashing
Have her twitching wit a spasm
Have a crying orgasm
In the streets im a mad man
In the streets
Got boy runnin' suicides he'll run around
All the drums came wit' sticks marching bands
Disappear do em' like tricks find ya' mans
Told the lil' bitch
lil' mamma mia and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, hoe?
You my lil' mamma mia and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's
lil nigga I can see why u come lil nigga u ain't never had love
I was just young lil nigga i don't wanna be a bum lil nigga so I had to man up
I was
King Edward, ya can't out run my track record, I'm a dog catcher with a Winchester I apply pressure like 9-11.
cll you supplies lies n****, I recognize
Joshua, shank game popular, do man proper, shotta
Throw me a box and I got ya, man take risks for the pounds and prosper
Prosper, they had me in the can
Gave yall a lil spook
Driving down to the south side with a broad right in my coupe
Better grab yall's notepads cause I'll supply you with the pens
secret I want it all
Tha coke, dope, hoes and tha fancy cars
Tha game is cold but it's fair nigga
Can't trust no man 'cause a nigga don't care nigga
industry need me, ya girl wanna fuck me
Say she seen me on tha' tv, me, Foxx, Head, Boosie you know how we be
Bet was trippin' say we smell like a big
a loosie
Twerking on the gram bout to @ Lil Boosie
Reminds me of a song, Migos and Uzi
Funny cause she always been Bad and Boujee
And I ain’t the type
choose me she like you a little cutie
I'm like coolie why don't you me set it off just like lil boosie yuh
I am so hungry yessir I am so lucky that i got
the paper chase
Stoned all in London town
Smile for the camera lenses, I ain't shy
I'mma fly by
I'm a fly guy
Sell that ya-ya
Yeah yeah yeah,
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