Lyrics:
paper, I need a folder
Nigga destroy ya, I need a lawyer
Nigga be scheemin', slicker than all you
Lil' momma think I be grillin' this for you
I know you
get loose, I'm like a goose, bitch
Grew up off Lil Boosie music
That means I get real stupid, please don't make me lose it
I'm tryin' to wild out till I
AYEE!!
Hmmmmm Hmm
"Peezy wassup nigga!" (hmmm hmm)(2x)
BabyEye Yaaa (Lorddd)
Dope Music!
Ya Ya Ya YA YA!!
TURN YOUR SPEAKERS UP!!
(Hook:
chop, I'm talking Urus
Gotta stay down wanna take you serious
Bitch on my phone wanna talk like Siri
I don't got time, chase money ya hear me (Ya hear
hold no gun
Yeah, ay’
I don’t really care about the things that people say (I don’t)
Mane I raised by the way that you should pay now then go play
truant
By music, I've been influenced
Supply a vibe that's the truest
From Houston, so had to screw it
Checks over strips like Just Do It
I just hit a lick
stop,
Rest in peace boo I owe u a lot,
Got my phone called Boosie, say let's go to the top,
So my lil' dog doin' 5, I'm a hold him a spot,
40
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
Styrofoam got me juicing up
Now im gone nigga faded like a boosie cut
In my zone
Finna be on
Niggas try to copy but they ainn my clone
They just tryna copy
holy water in the mist
I thought I heard a dead man but that's just my sixth sense
Money bags on ya brim for the cap you done shipped
Look
If they after
ya
I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats
I'm a veteran
I came in the game like a soldier
I could sun you like Barbosa
Me and Nash playin' soccer
hang out the window with they shirt off throwin up them fo's
this how it go, you by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
a nigga move swerve, all my
these niggas
I can’t feel em
T-Hxgg was a real Nigga
Pillow talking bout ya homie?o
Niggas acting like bitches
Gave you chance after chance
Damn what
by day
You ain't gotta be scared
See on ya face
See on ya face
I tell her shorty keep ya head up
Everything gone be ok
Love low on supply
Take it day
Woahhhh
Woah woah
Woah
Woah
Woah woah
Yeah
Selam this GO
Shake that ass lil mama
It's raining cash now
Got her on chan(n)el 5
Weather man how
Shawty
betta watch how you look
Quick to take ya lil' diva and treat that hoe like a slut
See her suckin' on Gucci I had my dick in her butt
You know I'm bad
on(dream on nigga) fuckin right nigga i had a dream
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boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this
[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you ain't
match
Posted by the snitch but I heard you a rat
Supply getting low out of towners getting taxed
Houston we got a problem pulling up with no mask
Take her on a few trips
Now I'm the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
'Cause I'm sharp
Take her on a few trips
Now I'm the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
'Cause I'm sharp
Take her on a few trips
Now I'm the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
'Cause I'm sharp
trynna shut us down
Then you go broke paying for a lawyer just to stay on town
Takeoff
30 Shootas at ya I give em da go
Or I can step by myself
What you
place
Niggas is goofy
Claiming they blood
Like they whoopty
I’m catching fades like I’m Boosie
Rich got a strap in his pack
But I told em don’t use it
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