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let me jump in her pool
Oh yea
Imma hop in this vert, imma swerve this lil coupe
(Imma go swerve this lil coupe)
Anything that's mine gone be fine

Too much
Lil shawty got it bad she got that ouu ah
And she get in my head that attitude ah
I just get confused about the two of us
I'm not really

Cause I just ain't got time
Been moving on space time
Got word through the grape vine

Lil bro bro want some problems
That nigga lied
He talkin' like he

play by the same rules as Gucci
I play by the same rules as Boosie
Who the fuck you think you foolin
I never heard your name connected with shooting
I

Booty Doo

Trick Daddy

Sampler

2006

you li'l booty bitches eat ya biscuits
Get thicker bitches, I know some niggas wanna fuck wit cha
But it's plain and simple they like 'em thicker

They play me, they blind you
Somebody find you, my niggas out here (We out here)
Sell my dope in the back of the projects, nigga, that's Boosie spot

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

Ayy

Shawty gettin' on my nerves, uh
Thinkin' I can't, she swerve, woah
Hit my joints from A through Z
By the time I'm done, she gon' fuck with me

diverse with this drip
Lil shawty get wet ima fuck her
And we might swerve in the whip
On God we so blessed fuck the others
Fuck the other side
They cannot

Yea yea
Yea
Woo
Hop in the whip
I just ran over the curb
Drunk as fuck
Doin' donuts I make that bitch swerve
Need me a milli I'm rocking Balenci

Cop a couple coupe, lil babe drop that Rose
Swerve lanes
Diamond groves in her face
I can’t cope
Hit the stoe said I want this and that 
Yeah I want

it up fast
I look at my meter, I just did the dash

You already know that I just met lil bash, Yeah, Okay
And you know I love to swerve it
Shawty keep

That lil' bitch more than a dime
Come and hop inside my ride
Hop in a fast car
I cannot catch any feelings
So imma do the dash in my nascar
Swerve in

Don’t give a fuck about
Nothin'
Let the beam swerve when I’m bumpin'
Don’t tell me you gon' be there
When you wasn’t
Shit I’m like fuck all the fuck

(pop)
Everybody getting grizzy on the hot box 
Pass it to a nigga get the herb
Share my bitch get that
cause a nigga got a swerve
Get the money trapping

swerve
Я еду я еду к тебе
Я еду к тебе

I don't need friends I got plenty of money
I don't want dubs I got plenty of hundreds
That bitch she had nothing I

on my side
And that's for shit sure
Dirty sprite my sativa
T mac no Derek Jeter
That means I'm the one
Not the two
And by lil bitch
She go harder than you

swerving
Matter fact swerve to the right They can't know which way that I'm going
Woke up smelling like money
I don't trust no bank so I keep my cash all

God Bless

Danielson Famile

A Prayer for Every Hour

1996

you (x4) 

Verse 2: 

Have mercy! 
Nowadays I got them other niggas acting thirsty 
Bless the sky, energy created by my third child 
Swerve wit it, get

F Cancer

Young Thug

F Cancer

2016

Ay fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit)
I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (slime season)
Let's get it (hey)

Get it, all my

put em in the Truck
Have You Smoking like purp 
Get hit it this Lil pump (Bow)

You can catch a fade just like Lil boosie
Play dirty Get hit wit dis uzi

up on a Z then she choosing
Better be a good one that you choosin' cause you gon' lose me
Never sing for no bum boosie I'm not toosie
If I show her

Ayy, yeah, LDC gang shit, lil' bitch
Woah, I just swerved off the fuckin' road Yeah, it's big, Lope Dope, I'm payin' the toll
Pay that fee
I'm

Me
Da Judge Looked At Me
And Said How You Doin' Boosie
He Called Me By My Nickname[Ooooh]
What You Think I'm Stupid[b---h]
You Wanna Railroad