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lil boosie – they be on a nigga lyrics

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b(b)-o(o)-s(s)-i(i)-e(e) that’s me
fresh cut shined up bones, (shine em up)
throw backs and girbaud (i got them bauds)
new whips on 24’s (duece 4’s)
and i’m about to hop on them hoes (yeah)
they be on a n-gg-, yeah they want a n-gg- [x4]

look just got my hair cut, just put my rims
just got my throw back out the closet (ooooo) that jim brow
i got prolinthasensce i got some creasy jeans
and on my feet i got some reeboks straight from new orleans
pc jane hang, 4 12’s bang
a bad b-tch up on my side and she givin brain
i went to s son got filled up on real stuff, on top of that i’m grilled up
hoes hollin out the window, boosie p-ss me that indo
i told her slow down lil mama look cause we ain’t ken folk
they be on a n-gg-, yeah they want a n-gg-,
they gone take lil boosie home and act a donkey with em
show me that thong and it’s on
give me that head and get bread
i like em black caramel and red look
and mr officer mr officer would you please get these dog hoes off of us

fresh cut shined up bones, (shine em up)
throw back and girbaud (i got them bauds)
new whips on 24’s (duece 4’s)
and i’m about to hop on them hoes (yeah)
they be on a n-gg-, yeah they want a n-gg- [x4]

you betta keep yo girl inside, cause girls f-ckin n-gg-s drive 745
girls love n-gg-s drive 745, and ya right and ya hustle and ya know ya finna bubba
i know i’m bout that trouble n-gg- so i don’t trip,
i got shoes on my whip and they walkin like the crips
hair cut like steve harvey blow weed like bob marley
i’m a business man ask my brother takari
i got a closet full of gear i got em all in my house
i got yo rent note yo car note all up in my mouth
i be in thighs be in jeans and 112 up in the a
she a fine thick fella and i call her cup cake
i’m a beastand don’t you think
just cause bosie wearin pink i won’t come from under this mink and leave you leakin like ink n-gg-
now back to the topic n-gg-s now how i’m rockin
leave yo girl at home fa lil bosie become yo problem
friday got on my gl-sses sat-rday got on my cl-ssics
holidays ain’t got on no shirt i’m straight actin
friday got on my gl-sses sat-rday got on my cl-ssics
holidays ain’t got on no shirt i’m straight actin

fresh cut shined up bones, (shine em up)
throw back and girbaud (i got them bauds)
new whips on 24’s (duece 4’s)
and i’m about to hop on them hoes (yeah)
they be on a n-gg-, yeah they want a n-gg- [x4]

i must be the greatest cause i’m loved by the ladies,
throw back from 80’s got these girls gone crazy,
look here lift up that shirt and let me see somethin,
huh breh, she lookin like she wanna freak somethin,
i’m on the yard trien to sn-tch me a nerd,
got they eyes like smokey as i’m turnin the curb
cause they don’t like me, they wanna fight me
cause i wear mitch-ll ns and they wear white tees get ya money up
get ya money up that’s wat make the honeys come if ya broke all the time man ain’t no girls gone wanna f-ck
look and fa me i’m the sickest and yeah it’s a line
girls sendin naked pictures of they f-ckin behind
cause my car i got blind and i’m thuggin these hoes
my braclet watch chain and my ring rose gold
you can catch mepowin 4’s in da club with my homie
hoes pullin on a n-gg- like he kobe d-mn

fresh cut shined up bones, (shine em up)
throw backs and girbaud (i got them bauds)
new whips on 24’s (duece 4’s)
and i’m about to hop on them hoes (yeah)
they be on a n-gg-, yeah they want a n-gg- [x4]



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