[Talking] This Boosie Bad Azz, and lemme tell you somethin When I was 16 or 17, my momma looked at me and she said "Boosie, son... get on yo mothafuckin shit, nigga!" [Hook] Big money! I like it I used to have hoes who triflin' Now I got pros who dykin' And it's excitin, it's excitin'
[Verse 1- Lil' Boosie] I had to get my shit together mayne, I didn't like it I had too many hoes who triflin Dirty shell toes and Nike's I didn't like it. It wasn't excitin Until I got money, I got icy Hoes got right, they got feisty Turk put me in the studio, I kept writin Droppin that gangsta shit, and it's excitin Purple after purple nigga, we kept lightin Concert after concert mayne, we kept flightin We struck the world real quick like lightning You pussy ass rap niggas, stop bitin I used to fuck with little girls with little minds who wasn't grown yet So before you wear a thong, get yo pussy in check Yo hygiene a mothafucka, you 'sposed to stay smellin right Especially if you got a nigga with money, that's what he like
[Hook 2x]
[Verse 2- Lil' Boosie] And all of my shows be excitin Hoes grabbin on my dick, wanna bite it Didn't yo momma teach you better? You triflin Just Chill, after the show you can lick me like icing Money make yo life better so fuck what they say Girls be more G'd up everytime they look in ya face She used to kiss me on my neck (uh huh) Now she suck me til that pussy get wet (uh huh) I remember way back when I used to fuck rats When they wore them daisy dukes, had that pussy sittin fat Now a nigga gettin stacks, I do whatever I like I'll hit em Asian, Black or White, I have my pleasure with dykes I'm first class on every flight, I'm a big dog, nigga At the Super Bowl, I'm front row. Where's y'all niggas? I used to fuck with hoes who like to cut ya tires up Now I'm breaded and they can't even get a nut
[Hook 2x]
[Verse 3- Webbie] I been livin like a tymer, and I like it Hittin niggas baby mommas and they wifey With the rims all shiny, dressed nicely 'Bauds wit the white tee, fresh white tee Nice white two-seat or I might be New SUV, doin 90 Lookin for the right weed for the right fee Hit it once or twice, B... my eyes tightening Now I'm goin faster, I swerved slightly To the left lane then I came back right .357 clutched tightly cuz it might be My night, you know we got niggas dyin nightly Tonight I'm with a nice freak, she had white sheets Clean up, lick a nigga nuts cuz she like me Find another me up in the streets is unlikely Don't hit me on the phone later on cuz I might be gone
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