Lyrics:
Jeru The Damaja can damage you, I'll handle ya'
Two girls on my bike, one on the back, one on the handle bars
Ferrari F-130 so I call that bitch,
a eight ounce lil pony
I'm a gallon of that mud, I'm that cheese in the macaroni
Yea I'm grinding and trying to, get bout everything I wanted
You can get it
More pressure for the eye
And the more a nigga try
You can find me stretched out
In my 850i
Or my big 600
Believe Trina done it
Believe them diamonds
More pressure for the eye
And the more a nigga try
You can find me stretched out
In my 850i
Or my big 600
Believe Trina done it
Believe them diamonds
More pressure for the eye
And the more a nigga try
You can find me stretched out
In my 850i
Or my big 600
Believe Trina done it
Believe them diamonds
honey bun
It's our lil' secret, just like my underwear
You know pain is pleasure, can you make me shed a tear?
Smack my ass, grab my neck, got him
they true colors
Lil bro swing the stick like a slugger
Dressed in all with a mask like a mugger
Can’t find you we come for ya brother
These niggas
she can change me, but I'll be a G till the grave
She love all the meat and the gravy
Lil' chick say she can change me
Look little bitty chick, you
But they run in to dare me
And act like I won't
Won't won't won't
Chasing the gold
You can't fool me
You know what they say
All that glitters ain't
in your rap you got me so confused, bitch I got flow like I ride on a cruise
Two glocks like I'm raiding a tomb, you too fake you can't live in my
got me so confused, bitch I got flow like I ride on a cruise
Two glocks like I'm raiding a tomb, you too fake you can't live in my shoes
I hit your
gucci mane hundred and thats funny to me
When you see me can't miss me please dont diss me cause this bank roll a have ya ass missin bank roll nigga
all these racks to make bail
A big stoner you can see the smoke trail
Yeah
I gotta get it give a fuck if I fail
Nigga gotta get it with me cuz I'm
You can find me in a cloud of smoke,
Usually I'm posted up in da corner with mah folks
Surrounded by thugs and models
Everybody getting fucked up
the pain (say that)
through all the rumors god still blessin boosie (fuckin right)
fuck a nigga god protected lil boosie
will a pussy nigga shoot me his
wasn't a bad azz
People would thank that you was pussy
All my uncles trained me
Boosie you can't be no pussy
Showed me how to be a gangsta
And they
road about thirty minutes from the exit
We might got the same prices homie while you guessing
You might can't get over, you might get found in lil Texas
shine for me
Can you do that?
Grind for me grind for me grind for me
Just whine for me whine for me
To get into her heart
I had to play the part
boosie Lil Sosa was serving the jays
He like big dog they dying for glass
Goofy lil bitch had to kick her, get rid of her
Can find the gossip but can
where your toes be
I'ma squeeze all on you booty, all nasty
Done made 18, girl I'm legal, you can harass me
Cash and a Beamer, I can't seem to find
She my Spanish joint
Don't be geekin' on me baby
Tell me what ya want
I can fly you to Miami
Get you what ya want
You got me talkin’ lingo to you
Aye
seconds
Tell them boys to try pursue me
Comin' back like Lil Boosie
I'm workin' at the game like it my duty
TV motherfuckers don't know what they doin'
cant find the time to brag no more
I just gotta get a bag for sure
I just gotta make a path for sure
You say you knew me
But this is a new me
I ain't
bitch with a tan like
Sucking me up by the lake
I can't relate lil nigga no I
I can't relate lil nigga say I
I can't relate lil nigga no i
I can't relate
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