Lyrics:
Boosie Badazz
I knew I saw this shit on TV
I ain't know if it was HBO, Cinemax, ShowTime, SciFi
BET, or TNT
But I knew I saw this shit on TV (I
(Earl on the beat)
(Woo)
You can drip or get drowned, homie
Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it
Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no
Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case
Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it
Her belt got two C's on it
these three hoes home
I'm too fucked up, Lil mama put the keys in your own car
What you off? Like What you off? What you off, lil nigga
What you off?
was sworn in by a kiss
Late from the country cadence
No peacemaker, I sweep up cases
Goin' on a walk with a new suit armor
New suit dead, Bottega,
You know that it drives me mad
Skrr, pull up
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
Take that thing like a repo
I'mma beat that thing, you my cheat code
When
bars
,i had this episode f***** with this lil broad,
she wanted me to hit it hit it by ?
???,you know im a dawg so i didnt hit it raw,
that red
you better be ready
I won't take my time, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready
I want it right now, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready (go! Yeah)
My flag
at 8, oh my
Lil Glen just blew his brains out with his own four five
"Put it in a pot, make it lock 'til it drop" that's what my uncle told
Went
to provoke her by givin'
Money and jewelry and accessories
Instead of the recipe of a legacy of takin'
Her to another place when I get it hold up
Twista be
I'm 'bout to go fin'erfold
Two knock two times, it's a brick at the door (two time)
Somebody blowin' up lil' mama phone (brrt)
Lil' nigga just come
my own I'll do it by my damn self
I bet I got em listening so if I ever ran I wasn't a man in the first place
Hold on Boosie wipe me down, im in it
outta there, yeah
She like that, you like that
You say you bite, well, I bite back
And I'm all go, we can do it till tomorrow
I beat it up like
fill 'em up, his momma can't tell 'em
And the doctors can't heal 'em, I'ma kill 'em
And, yeah, we sell 'em, I know you smell 'em
And if you want it
I said hey lil' mama, what's the deal?
Talk to me, girl, I'ma keep it real
I've been on you since you walked through the door
Now drop it low like
sincerely tell me so
I'd beat two drums about it, baby, to let the whole world know
Come on home Cindy, Cindy, come on home Cindy, Cindy
Come on home
Smith and Wesson made my .9 with sub-compaction
Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race
Beat it up, where
when I speak, that you notice
Cause that's sort of unique cause you know it's me
My poetry's deep, and I'm Stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat
You
Ay, oh (It's Budda Beats)
Said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Huh, yeah, yeah, look
Twenty
sincerely tell me so
I'd beat two drums about it, baby, to let the whole world know
Come on home Cindy, Cindy, come on home Cindy, Cindy
Come on home
change who the f**k you are
You's a motherf**king nigga for life
[Goldie Loc]
It's all sowed up, in the LBC
b***hes breakin bread when they see the lil
that the cops drove by
And Lil Culture had to tell the bunny to act casual
It took Lil Culture 5 years just to add all his W's up
Good thing he's
Say thug
Them niggas at war across town
Sad part about it, them niggas used to be on the same corner, same block
Now they beefing
Boosie Badazz
niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
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