Lyrics:
and I leave
I don't got no time to grieve, I don't got no time to dream
I'ma still be here in your time of need, even if you decide to leave
Last
you gon' be deceased, for playin' with a beast
I told Turk take off my collar I'm finna take it there (well take it there)
You niggas ain't play at my
you gon' be deceased, for playin' with a beast
I told Turk take off my collar I'm finna take it there (well take it there)
You niggas ain't play at my
You are listening to a Dominic Green production
How you doin' Mr. Boosie? (what up, man?)
I been here for a long time (who you is?)
I was here
hoes
Spit the same game, plus we wear each other clothes
On the rode they be wit me city to city
They watch my every move quick cause lil boosie loss
Treat him like a stepchild, could never be my lil' boy
Brody slap the scope on top the Glock, he think it's Call of Duty
Extended mags and extra clips,
in her feelings, she kinda busy but she makin' time for me
Bossin her up, if she wanna fuck then shorty gon' shop for free
If you do this, TD, I could
on my spirit
Me I been all on a mission
Hypnotized by all the digits and I just be slaughtering every sentence
Hop in the civic and hit it when niggas be
on the first day she told me
that we could only be friends
say she was hurt once before by this lil nigga with ends
ran into me bout her problems as she lay
lil boy
You don’t watch that pitch
Imma beat that ass you choose ya switch lil boy
Let it be I could never let it be
I can’t understand it how you
Uh huh Lil Boosie this me nigga gangsta Ima do some shit some real shit
I been goin' thru some thangs
And don't nobody understand me man
I want
On the next episode tryna give you that prescription
Put your L's up if you could see the big picture
Let's have a toast with this Jesus wine
For those that
why
[x4]
Hold up wait a second,
let me think for a second
[Lil' Boosie:]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
Top notch
tryna do to much I'll tuck the Louie
I could be a young OG I know what I'm doin'
And my raps proven
If he ain't on the team then he losing
If she change
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
in our way tonight.
You know that you'll never be replaced.
And everyone here made the same mistakes as me.
And either way our time won't go
who the hell's gonna be proud? Did they ever fucking reach out?
No, well fuck you too then bitch
In my way, you can move then bitch
I could never
bee i could be myself
But now im lonely by myself i can use your help uh
Chorus
Wine for me wine for me wine for me
Just shine for me shine for me
nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big
Lil Boosie do it big boy
Feel this here, check this out
Look
I smoke, I drank, I tote
That's a gift from my independent chick, yessir
Try to get next to her, gotta be yourself, man
'Cause she got her own money, she don't need no help man,
boosie
They said I'm lil with my uzi I'm breaking bread like my name nuski
I'm a younging from the hood in love with spinning them blocks
I know some
with a bunch of women, you could be the loneliest
I tend to ask more than I can give
Or wait whatever's next and just get bored of what it is
That's
sweatin shakin in my draws wonderin is dat a sign of a call from the big dawg
REPEAT COURSE
VERSE 3 BOOSIE:
My next dream i was on a island playin
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