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motherfucker
Niggas look over this way
I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it
On my cash, get it out your bitch
If it come down to it
Got her hands

(Aye)
(Yuh)
You know how we do, bitch (Yuh)
Sonny D
Ayeee
Bad lil' bitch
And she gon' hit the buss down (Buss down)
Make that ass clap
And she look

been down to the last drop
I a'int never been caught up on the back block
I a'int never had a problem at the stash pot
Scrape the bottom of the barrel

won't stop till I see the gas light, I might ride out tonight
A lil hen just make me feel right, got to hold the wheel tight
A couple stops and I'll still

cause I'm finna' ride
If twelve don't see, then I'm clean cause my windows down
Back when a nigga used to cop by the G
Had no green, tank on E
Stuck in my

Aw
Ayyyeee, come on
Ahh
Yeahh, aye
I put a dick in a Glock and I make sure it bust
I put this shit it ya guts
I like my bitches like us with a lil bit

These niggas soft as a wet towel
Her Pussy wet as a reptile
She told me you were a let down
She said your shit was erectile
I'm bout to go get

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Hustle & Flow

2005

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

(Hook)
I can’t trust no bitch I got these bands now,
Surrounded by my brothers ain’t no friends now,
Touch one of them guys and it’s a man down,
I

a problem, nigga, let's solve it
Want the smoke like Smaug, better run off, lil' hobbit
On go like Russians, think I got no bullets, bitch, I got dozens

on a stopwatch

Wait Stop!
Like the time when you walk by

Hands all on me
Aint talking analog
Hands all on me
Aint talking analog

Now here's a lil story all

everything wiped out
Feeling like, Boosie, bitch come wipe me down
Feeling like, Pac, when I'm on the brown

Yeah, this is history
Everything a true story

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

kind of feel like I'm Boosie
I'm rocking Louie, my life a movie, pockets too fat like I'm kidnapping Stewie
Fell in love with fast cars push em all down

knew grand dad was told he a pimp
So it's the drip why these hoes in my crib
Never played football but sold him a blitz
Sack touch down, and I sold it

on water
She call me papi but she not my daughter
She fuck with Baby Jesus
'cause I'm not normal
I was at South by Southwest down in Texas
Performin' walkin'

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,

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Gangsta Musik

2004

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

Yeeah
Got damn lil baby you thick as fuck
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
That ass fat as hell
Ass super fat, like they threw a super size

chopper hit a opper, now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, MACs on Phil and Lil, twenty FNs on me
Stashin' doja in the motor of Toyotas,

Caucasian
He gon ride ima slide, you already know the vibes
Might be a homicide
Do it big, I’m talking Boosie and Lil Webbie
Legendary in my city guarantee

40 in my sprite
If I ain't sliding by myself I got my shooter to my right
If I got a gun why would I fight
I can't fuck with nines if she ain't a ten

a hunnid rounds
lil boosie wipe ya down
Yo niggas shooting from the three point
We Pullin up from outta bounds
Larry bird Scottie pippen my nigga cost ya 33

a G thang like Snoop
Aim for the top like a roof
And I Swerve on em like Lil Boosie
Doin 100 in the coupe
See these others rappers
Might lie to ya
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