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boosie badazz – better not fight lyrics

[intro]
y’all better not (heeeeeeeeeyyyyyy)
y’all better not (
y’all better not

[hook:]
ya’ll betta’ not fight in this b-tch
ya’ll betta’ not fight in this b-tch, cause i plan on stayin’ all night in this b-tch [x2]

[lil boosie:]
ask louisiana, (ask ’em) ask mississipi (ask ’em)
ask little rock nothin can f-ck with me. (little rock)
real talk you can even ask 50 (ask 50)
betta’ yet you can ask p.diddy
baltimore my city, i set it off
in milwaukee i’m the governor n-gga, they lovin’ a n-gga
i’m duvall finest, i’m laced with diamonds
been up in st. louis all they do is bang boosie
president in carolina, both of ’em, hundred thousand on my wrist b-tch, both arms
louisiana ain’t even gotta talk, (fa what?) in every town i’m the m-th-f-ckin boss
savannah georgia i’m higher than anybody, rest in peace camoflauge n-gga i got it
got a style that just can’t be faded, gotta smile drive bad b-tches crazy

[hook:]
ya’ll betta’ not fight in this b-tch
ya’ll betta’ not fight in this b-tch, cause i plan on stayin’ all night in this b-tch [x2]

[lil trill:]
we in that thing d-bo, hotta than a heato, walk a wrong way & getcha stung like a mosquito
young nino, money like a casino, bossman in my city think i’m al pacino
chea with the fightin tonight gettin ya chills on
we tryna party all night we ain’t goin home
trill fam yeah you know how we rock every city we hit we got the town on lock
all or nothin’ yeah that’s just how we comin’
tell ya boy to stand down we come in a whole hundid’ (think we ain’t?)
you can buck, you can dance, you can wyle out
get outta line & we gon’ make ya file out

[hook:]
ya’ll betta’ not fight in this b-tch
ya’ll betta’ not fight in this b-tch, cause i plan on stayin’ all night in this b-tch [x2]

[webbie:]
whatchu mean bruh? awh mane bruh
i’m in this thang and that’s the only thing i came for. mugged up, i got my people with me
the whole trill fam, and we don’t give a d-mn
bout what they talkin bout. spillin liquor put us out
point one of em out, i’ll punch em in the mouth
full of drugs, feelin good
i dare ya for to look at me. f-ck with me, what n-gga?
knock ya out & then kick ya apart, stomp the sh-t up outta b-tch & take that sh-t to the car
put that tool up on ya homie right in front of ya boy
murda, first degree, i’m ready ta catch me a charge. whaaat!

[hook:]
ya’ll betta not fight in this b-tch
ya’ll betta not fight in this b-tch, cause i plan on stayin’ all night in this b-tch [x2]

[foxx:]
don’t get to fightin my n-ggas might get to shootin
i got fifty n-ggas with me, 49 of em bootin
i’m on all kinda drugs i don’t know which way to go
left my mind at the house
left my cigar at the store
left my weed in the car
left my henny at the bar
left my rubber on yo bed
left yo woman in the dark
tell tha dj run it back, yeah we on the hundid pack
got somebody babymama kissin where my stomach at
betta cool yo lil nachos, actin like you macho
hitcha with that 40 knock the meat up out ya taco
i don’t even drank but got this giant goose bottle
you can keep the ratchets cause i’m leavin’ with a model!

[hook:]
ya’ll betta not fight in this b-tch
ya’ll betta not fight in this b-tch, cause i plan on stayin’ all night in this b-tch [x2]

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