Lyrics:
Gotti and that Boosie and that Jeezy (and that Jeezy)
Self-made millionaire, a dollar didn't come easy (a dollar didn't come easy)
Servin' J's, runnin'
bitches
They shoot us down on camera, don't even get convicted
(Talk to them Badazz, they don't like that)
You can't handle the truth
(You're all
nigga, we got some Balmains
I let that choppa go "blocka, blocka," get back, son
You got them MJs, nigga, I got them Jacksons (Racks)
But really what
the only one who'll never leave
Hold on Boosie wipe me down, im in it for the long run
So gon head and get comfortable
Still waiting on that Donda like Ye
thats just my baby daddy
Yeah
I'm bad
I'm bougie
Roll on the wood like toosie
I pop it like a hoochie
I got baby mama coochie
A bad ass where boosie
Yfn
on tryin' Boosie, good luck
Bitch, you know what's up
Talk that shit but I roll wit' it
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it
Talk, talk that shit but
can't wait to spin
Like 50 Cent, bitch, I got many men
Who done caught bodies, they wan' kill again
My lil' niggas stalk you
Murder that shit before you
ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch
em up, Get em up, Get em up like
A bay bay thats what we say when we pull up in them trucks
Tell my label to cut the check I'ma gone spend it up
downtown
And her oldest on a charge
They saying he killed a boy from downtown
Asked me to pray with her
And asked me can I call Johnnie (Lil Johnnie)
for a nigga
40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck
of a lion
What that mean? I got a big heart
Certified in style
Been like that since a lil' boy
Nigga, who you talking to? You know
What I'll do to you
starting to feel like a movie
Know that I kill my role
T$uWAVE Tarantino
Live my life on the low
Live large like Don Vito
What they wanna know?
This is
chains on me
Like Young Thug, I keep them thangs on me
My Day 1s, we play for keep
Like Lil Durk and Young Reek
They love me up in my city boy like Mr.
got time for that
Boosie push your wig back
Boosie, here, take that; your chain and your braclet
Half my clique jack boys, they run up and attack boys
that bust yo ass, you talk 'bout Boosie baby
Got off my ass, went got that bag and Boosie made it
Hey daddy made it
Niggas say they fuck with you, I
found by the trashman
Gang we don't bang we just slanging cutters
Start to stink when shit get deep we come from the gutter
Feel like boosie in 06 u don't
say I OD'd off that X, what they gon' say next?
Grandma died, momma House, lemme talk to ya.
Niggas hate, but I don’t drive by, I walk to ya.
High
up in my head. Some say I OD'd
Off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
Died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
Hate, but I don't drive by
every city, every town everywhere I go)
You better believe it (that's if you didn't know)
You better believe it
Ladies and gentlemen, it's Boosie Boo
I know I know drag my name thru tha mud
I guess he in it fa tha grave like they said 10yrs
ago fuck'd a nigga like tha dro
Stop rap'n that bullshit
poppin' that)
Lil mama keep throwin' that back
Stop watch how she do it like that
How she do it like that (How she do it like)
How she doin what she do
Got
ass titties, yeah, they juicy
Dancin' just like one of them bitches that make movies
Bust my nut quick she was ready to take boosie
She bent over
me boosie
CTB Royalty it's a movie
Caught that boy lacking without his tooly
Thick lil bitch her name is Judy
We shooting guns like call of duty
Niggas
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