Lil Boosie Album

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[Chorus:]
Bossie Bad Ass And 95% Of These Hoes Out There.. Yea They Diking..Yea They Dikin..I Got Ma Bitch Up In The Room And Im Finna Rip Her Ass Apart But Ma Other Bitch Here Made Her Eat Her In The Dark Now She Diking.. Now She Dikin..

[Verse 1]
Check This Out...Two Red Bones Kissin In Da Bak(Repeat 4)Girl Dont Stop Keep Going And Relax Me..You Want Me To Join In Then Ask Me. I Like Girls Who Like Girls That Attract Me.. And Her Friend Got Drunk And She Made A Move She Lick A Gurl On Her Stomach And She Couldnt Refuse Now She Confused Cuz She Like Niggas Too. You Bisexual But Its Cool. She Made A Promise To Her Girl That She Wouldnt Tell Nobody One Got A Haircut Oh Now They Cant Hide It Now They Dikin They Liking They Play With Theself Before They Go To Sleep They Lock Up Like Crab.

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I Got My Bitch In The Room In Finna Rip Her Ass Apart But My Other Bitch Her She Made Her Eat Her In The Dark Now They Diking They Liking.
And Her Friend Got Drunk Went To An Afterparty Couldnt Find No Niggars So They Both Got Retarded Now They Dikin They Liking. [x2]

Yea Bad Ass Got A Jacob Gold Tink Top Dirty Hoes In The Pool All With Flip Flops One Of My Hoes Turn Dike I Had To Ask Her She Like Women Know What Women Want And Thats The Past. In Tennesee I Ran Into Some Bad Hoes She Turn The Girl On Her Back And Licked Her Asshole In High School They Were Diking They Played It All They Got And Turned On Everybody That Played Basketball But I Aint Got No Problem I Savage Yall And Im A Real Ass Niggar I Aint Mad At Yall And If Bossie Was A Preacher Ide Marry Yall And Sneak Up On A 100 More So I Can Have All.

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(feat. Webbie)

Intro:
(Boosie in the background)
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve

Webbie (over Boosie's voice)
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right..

Chorus 1: [Boosie]
You ain't never had shit (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin (what)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em

Verse 1: [Boosie]
Now you might catch me on the interstate (I-10)
Actin bad
Hoes hollerin there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thang (I keep that thang)
There go that boy spinnin hard (yeah)
From lane to lane
Don't play no games
Cause I'll make you out a demonstration (a demonstration)
Why you swervin cause they hatin
Why they hatin cause you makin
This cash dog (big money)
It's Hatch dog who you thought it would be
If you ain't buckin to the ceilin you ain't rollin with me
I got this swervin shit from back in the days (back in the days)
When niggaz on them pcp's made you get out they way
Hayyy!
People hollerin why you act like this (why boo)
Is it them pills? Hell noooo it's this savage shit
That I done lived
Keep it real you be swervin too (swervin too)
If your shit spinnin
About a thousand hoes done hurdled you
That dirty do
Anything to attract them hoes (check them out)
Hang out the window with they shirt off throwin up them 4's
This how it goes
You by the club swerve
You with your girl swerve
A nigga mug swerve
All my thugs swerve

Chorus 2: [Boosie]
You ain't never had shit (unh unh)
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen (unn huh)
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
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Verse 2: [Webbie]
I'm goin 55 in the burbon straight swervin
With a high yellow fine virgin and we swervin
Hollerin I'm a fool boy ya heard me straight swervin
A nigga behind me in the excursion and he swervin
Hit the parkin lot by the club just swervin
Headlights shinin on my dubs while I'm swervin
I keep an old pistol on my lap while I'm swervin
Just in case I have to peel a cap while I swerve
I play the 6 by 9's with the slap while I'm swervin
I gotta have the killa and the yak while I'm swervin
A four or five hunderd dollar stack big swervin
Smokin on some doesha early Monday and I been swervin since Thursday
Red bones in the back got me swervin
Shit I done took my eyes up off the road when I was rubbin on that cat
Doin it big like that nigga swervin
It's all good we on the map Baton Rouge where you at swerve

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Verse 3: [Boosie]
This for my dogs in penitentiary (in the pen)
Who holla shit like gutter gutter when you mention me
And Hennessy
Man that hen got me swervin crazy (swervin crazy)
I saw a dime turned my head and almost hit a lady
Slow down baby
With lil bleet hollerin in the back (in the back)
I'm in my sts lil jr in my other lac
Don't fuck with Hatch
Cause I'll hit you with that nina ross (that nina ross)
It's on your head bitch you dead I'll pay the cost
Cause I'm a boss
In the South side of Baton Rouge
Where niggaz swervin on them 20's and them 22's
We act a fool
Back in the game I used to go to dreams (dreams)
In my firebird on them choppers with them fuckin screens
sippin that lean
Actin like I never had shit
Bust your head in traffic
I'll wrap you up in plastic
Show your ass magic
Abrah kadabrah kadoo here go lil boo
This verse for all my hoes who be swervin too
SSB swerve (bottom)
UPT swerve (top)
Park T Easy T CC serve
Fairfield swerve
Sherwood swerve
Every hood in Baton Rouge it's all good swerve

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[Boosie]
I never had...swerve
This for my daddy...swerve
I'm gettin cash...swerve
I act a ass...swerve

[Intro]

swerve on 'em then

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[Talkin']
Boosie boo!! Boosie boo, nigga!!
And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now, word for word,
life story for life story, mane I'm the truth

[Verse 1]
We started off in the backyard, I'm that boy,
Hate to lose, If I lose, yo can get bruised,
I'm that hard. Life starts from a bad
memory,Daddy loved drugs, Can't take this from
him, He loved girls. Went from neighborhood
jackas,To neighborhood stackas I-10 ridaz,to
I-10 traffickas. Imagine us in that bottom on
that PCP,Walkin' to school wit a tool, who
gon' beef wit me. Got addicted to sellin'
drugs, marijuana and coke,Momma, she washed
her hands, and let me go, the Rest you know,
I aint gotta explain, I been a mayne, Since I
went got my own now they look at me grown.
Posted up behind the Citgo (?), on Wyoming
street,Big sacks, big gats and some artillery.
All the lil niggas Got big niggas, like Junior
and B. All old niggas showed us ropes like
they picturin'(?) me.

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U don't know my struggle,
so you cant feel my hustle

[Verse 2:]
Hard times, me and you getting' blisted
Got a dimebag, but we couldn't buy the Philly,
Walkin' to the weed dispenser, we was short on
the special. So we got drunk, snatched purses,
Mayne it's whatever. Old niggas tried to
shortstop, we ballerblocked, fuck it. Got a
big knot,now I'm thuggin' wit a big ugly
somethin',on my waistline, bouncin' thru the
southside... Back then, it was straight gin,
dickies, and cowhides. You aint from our side,
we bustin' at ya, that's the
rules.. Used to be deep, now we down to just a
few. Mayne, I'm talkin' bout them lonely
nights me and My Homie on the flight sneakin
thru hoes window, Robbin' niggas for indo.
Runnin wit nothin but hard Heads, like Fry
thang and Kevin. Goin' to clubs reppin',
Hollin' "Fuck goin' to Heaven", cause I'm out
chea, Look like my luck fucked up, and I done
lost a lotta Niggas, so my trust fucked up,
mayne.

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[Verse 3:]
Sittin' nites, need my medicine and my
needles, All the Bondsmen. Keepin' it gutta
wit my people. The thug life, back to back
catchin misdemeanors.. The drug life, servin'
junkies in front the cleaners. The hospitals,
nurses tryin' to lift up my spirit,
My momma preachin', but Boosie boo don't wanna
Hear it (hard head). You know they say I was
dead, two shots up in my head. Some say I OD'd
off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
hate, but I don't drive by, I walk to ya. High
school, 4 deep in a Monte Carlo.. dusted and
disgusted tryna make it til tomorrow. When I
borrowed, I gave back When it was beer time,
I made stacks, 110 to 150 I shake that. The
baby momma drama make me wanna holla, plus I
lost all my ghetto role models, This my
struggle mayne.!!

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[Chorus:]
See I kno lately dat we ain't did much ,but on my moma girl I promise I'm gon make it up,I kno you sick of all these bitches wit these rumors,and lies,but how ever gets da weather you gon always be mine,and I'm gon stretch my time we gon make thangs right,no more layin by yourself in the sheets at night,and I'm gon beat da pussy up,baet da pussy,beat da pussy up til you holla dats enough

[verse1:]
I walked outside,(look)I'm tired of dis man ,my juvey in da yard wit my draws in her hand my girl looked at me said you dog as nigga,finna put dis knife i yo mutherfuckin liver(no u ain't)I couldn't say shit had to leave da house she punched me in my shit all I did was walk off,because I'm wrong ,but tonite when she go home I'ma keep callin her phone til she let me lay dat bone (fuck dat shit)my other bitch don put me on child support ,my nigga on da run slip and got on dat dope I need to fuck somein bad I got some preasure built up so da next thing I fuck she gon get extra ripped I looked up to god told fix dis shit(you gota fix dis shit)I got JLO at home I need my bitch ,look three in da morning girl still hanging up da phone she ansewred bring yo nasty ass home(girl I'm on my home)

[chours:]
I kno lately dat we ain't did much but on my moma girl I promise I'm gon make it up I kno you sick of all these bitches wit these rumors and lies but hoever gets da weather you gon always be mine and I'm gon stretch my time and I'm gon make it right no more layin by yourself between yo sheets at nite and I'm gon beat da pussy up,beat da pussy,beat da pussy up til you holla dats enough

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Man dis next time dis bitch hit me on my cherp line bossie out my mouth was I'm right on side my fuckin girl look oh you lettin

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Wish I could fuck her everyday
Touch her in everyway
But she stay so many miles away
She my..
Distant lover..
So many miles away
Distant lover..
so many miles away

I'm turnin' into Mr. telephone man
Girl, you know I miss ya
So many miles away
And I can't kiss ya
Look but I remember everything
The concert, the room
The shit you whispered in my ear when I had you

Now my Jacksonville chick
She an indo shopper
She like to smoke purple
And chill wit her partners
When I come in town, she cook for me
You know she lookin good for me
Momma white, daddy black
So that ass supa phat

My uptown chick
We still be flirtin
When I see her
She remind me of how I broke a virgin
Think I still drive her crazy
Cuz she still wanna date me
Got a man and a baby
Do ya thang, I ain't hatin'

Now my Michigan chick
She was too damn fine
Her pussy stay wet all the time
One of the best to ever ride me
Lemme get a car and drive it
Everytime she see Lil Boosie she smilin'

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Wish I could fuck her everyday
Touch her in everyway
But she stay so many miles away
She my..
Distant lover..
So many miles away
Distant lover..
so many miles away

At night I'm on that dro
Just thinkin' bout my distant lover
Wishin' I could call her up and go fuck her
But she stay so many miles away and it's hard
And if I ain't got no shows, I can't even see my broad
She know a nigga livin' large so when we fuckin'
Lil mama gimme everything, she ain't scared of nuttin
She get on top and drop it like it's hot instead of nuttin
My distant lover a lil sexy lil sumthin'.. huh bro.. huh bro..

Now my Tampa chick
She bout what she be talkin' bout
Nasty girl.. take it out her ass put it in her mouth
Knew she was a freak when she got in the backseat
She said she wanted me
And peep, we never shakin' in the sheets

Now my Georgia Peach, ooh
We gon' thug til the end
She don't give a fuck about no lady or none of my friends
And when she seen that man, she hugged me
Tell me, "hi" that she wanna fuck me
I had to show her how to suck me
Nicknamed her "Coldblood"

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Wish I could fuck her everyday
Touch her in everyway
But she stay so many miles away
She my..
Distant lover..
So many miles away
Distant lover..
so many miles away

Girl, I got feelings for you
Mane, I'm on some shit like middle school
I'm tryna write ya letters since I can't come home and tickle you
I'll fuck her wit her lil dude I need that pussy from you every night
Cuz I know it gon' be wet and right
A candlelight dinner cuz wit me, you a winner
If you wit me, you ridin' Davins other spinners for ginners
I got redbones in different space, every one's got a pretty face
Every one let me cut their waist, every one know I don't play

My thugged out chick, I can't fuck her too often
She bring problems in my life and she do too much talkin'
But I gotta give it to her, with that mouth she the sickest
If you put work up in her hand, she gon' move it wit the quickest
Now my California chick, she the type you don't need
She always trippin' on me when I smoke my weed
I told her, "girl, if you don't like it, then you can get to hykin"
I was trippin' when you told me you was dykin'..!

She.. my ..distant lover nigga..
Wish I could fuck her everyday
But she stay so many miles away
She.. my ..distant lover nigga..
Wish I could fuck her everyday
But she stay so many miles away
She.. my ..distant lover nigga..
Wish I could fuck her everyday
But she stay so many miles away
She.. my ..distant lover nigga..
Wish I could fuck her everyday..

distant lover...

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Wish I could fuck her everyday
Touch her in everyway
But she stay so many miles away
She my..
Distant lover..
So many miles away
Distant lover..
so many miles away

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[Talkin:]
Yea dis Lil Boosie Bad Azz and dis next song dis for my grandma.We gone call dis one granny granny.Cuz i miss u,dem churn miss u, yo grandchurm miss u, yo great-grandchurn miss u, yo sistaz miss u,n yo brtha miss u.Gradma i luv ya Rest In Peace.

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Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi(fucked all up)Im goin crazi.

[Verse 1:]
When mama put me and daddy left da house she took me in quick and put food in my mouth.She go to church every sunday.I kno she in heaven.Now im walkin round strapped hopin dey test me.A pool of tears at da hospital everybody gotta cry for big mamma nigga.Mane itz feelin lyka a dreamn but itz reality.And itz hurtin told god mothafuck him az i lit back up my purple.Now im inna daze,cant beleive she gone,go to her house look in her room she gon.Dis shyt iz eatin my up im back on dat extecy dont give a fuck doh .I dont trust nobody who next to me.She used to laugh wit me.She uesd to say look at my grand-son watch and act me.On concert nite she waz worried.She'd sit back in da kitchen,hallin God help me keep my grand son careful.

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Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi(im all fucked up)Im goin crazi(im all fucked up).
Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi(every day now)Im goin crazi(every day now).

[Verse 2:]
County hurtin,Margie hurtin,Phyllis hurtin,damn Berdie hurtin,da boyz hurtin dat hurt da whole fam.Now im livin lyk da past i dont give a damn inchin for killin trynna get me sum healin.10 million wuddnt make me happy.all i want iz my granny her mamma da onli onez understand me.Da funeral aint even came yet(?).aint no screws n my head boi dont play wit me.Im scressin out fuck it,im messin up im cursin God i prolli neva get a blessin fuck it.she uesd 2 wake me up for school and iron my cloths.Da olni one cud calm me down when my temper explode.Im loosin it mane gotta choppin n my name.Ready to swang dat thing.U dont feel how i feel i cant maintane pass da doja lil nigga im fucked up in da brain.

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Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi(im all fucked up)Im goin crazi(im all fucked up).
Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi(every day now)Im goin crazi(im all fucked up).

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Mane dis last verse for da kisses on da cheek.For da manners dat u taught me n all da luv u brought me.For da pain dat i brought u found dat weed n da house 50p's n da house.I uesd 2 sleep da bed wit her til i waz 16.Lemme stash 100 g's she aint take one thing.So im askin God why u had to take mo.her n i in 1 yr i cant take mo mo.And da pictures make me break down aint ready for dis lyf wen u not around.Im smokin weed n front da cops now.A.K.'s in da drop now.U a get yo azz popped up.My mind inna notha place.Head hurtin ready to shoot a nigga in his fuckin face.Da otha day she waz smilin sittin up nobodi but me kno shyt how much i miss her.

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Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi(im all fucked up)Im goin crazi(im all fucked up).
Granny Granny.Why u had to take big mamma away mo mo.Im goin crazi.