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Shootin' cannons in my head, hittin' targets in my head. All my dogs and slimes, yeah. She know a nigga livin' large so when we fuckin'.
Pull out my flag, and these niggas start pledgin'. Nigga Fuck U(And You Bet Not Say Shit)Nigga Fuck U Yeah You Be Running That Shit Nigga Fuck U U Bout None Of That Shit. Everybody gettin' shot, niggas gettin' stopped. Gucci shades, on my lil boosie fade. You not poppin' (Huh). If my nigga down Imma' uplift him. Repeat]... [Intro: spoken]. She aint lyin, she back up all the time. Eat her out, dick her down, cuddle up. And this kind of love is gon' tear up the world, yeah, yeah (Oh, oh, oh, oh, tear up the world). Momma told me never leave my pistol at home boosie family. I don't FaceTime with my new thang. We treat 'em like veterinarians.
From the weed spot, to the coke spot, to the old people on your block. Freeze frame (Mula, brazy). Can't skip like beans 'cause I got dreams to be the man. Shoot him up, shut him down, shut him up. I'm a warlord to these fuckin' boys. Playin' pianos in my head, keyboards and organs in my head. White 2 seat, or I might be new SUV, doing 90. Find descriptive words. Ask about me in the street. This the day that you gone be deceased for playin' wit a beast. You don't deserve this, I turn the blessin' into a burden. I'm on the ceiling, I don't sleep. I'm sippin gallons tryin' to ease the pain. Momma told me never leave my pistol at home boosie full. Tell her to drive it to Africa.
You niggas crack me up. This life is a movie, you died in the movie, I write and produce it. Jungle book hoe, its another book show. B[] and viral, ooh, b[] and viral.
Bust down glowin' lil' nigga, Bling James (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bling James). Yeah, I behead a motherfucker for his contacts. And these hoes they for the money. But money don't make me. Treat a bad bitch better than the veterinary. Oh, I keep my foot on gas, bitch.
Now they do it on them buses. These niggas quack me up, brrah, better Donald Duck. Stop playing with me, bitch its been a long time. Tell 'em gargle and spit, don't be startin' no shit. Smash guitars in my head, smash cartons in my head. Round of applause, make a round of applause.
That's because she knows, I don't buy dreams. I'll fuck her wit her lil dude I need that pussy from you every night. Take my momma' on a cruise like my name Victor. Got two strikes out in L. A. I get one more, then new Adidas. Check the vernacular, it ain't no room so she lapping up. Tina Turner, buy a furnace, eat Italian. Muscle relaxant, that's for my posture. Smokin' on purple ease my mind. Why they be ballin' man. The quietest things in musicals. Momma told me never leave my pistol at home boosie young. All my side women know. Home sweet home inside, yeah, all my dogs is wildin'. Like a spark plug in my head, like a torch up in my head.
Lightin' my fluids, ignitin' influence, wait. Don't ask me what I make, I'ma be answerin' all day. You could ask Jada Pinkett, nigga, I'm a legend. And believe in themselves). It's stupid, I'm stupid.