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lil boosie - when you gonna drop lyrics

[intro:]
i’m tired of all these b-tch -ss n-gg-s asking me when i’m gonna drop.
i got you n-gg-s now. say mel and t gonna get this sh-t pressed up (uh huh ) i’m ready!
(i’m ready) ’cause i’m tired of these n-gg-s asking me.

[chorus:]
they like look boosie when you gonna drop, why not boosie is you’re gonna flop n-gg-, un un.
boosie where been n-gg- i’ve been on the block at studios, selling blocks, whatever it takes to make a knot.

[boosie:]
i ain’t f-cking with this dubbind sh-t the whole world loving this
bow down and suck this d-ck you are the rap f-cking trick
14 15 i told that i had a dream
16 17 i was selling crack to crack fiens
i live this sh-t so get it right
my phone won’t let me sleep at night
my razor phone is prepaid
them nextels they like aids
they dangerous, they gangsterous like all my n-gg-s who hang with us
all my n-gg-s who bang with us well trill entertainment change with us
i made you wait until the winter now i got you cold
2006 i’m in this b-tch now i got control
gucci shades that’s what i floss with
my b-tch don’t window shop she goes in and shop for raw sh-t
i told her outside f-ck this
let’s him with a double hit
me and lil weebie we drop more hits that snoop dog and ludacris
you ain’t heard about this boosie sh-t open you ears
when you open you ears welcome to phil n-gg-
man i’ve been hot selling out the stores
but always lose my ceo’s
love to f-ck with gangsters i don’t affiliate with hoes
first i got to do my promo shows that gonna be h-ll
gotta do my interview like 50 that gonna make lil b sell
gotta ease my mind in with reese keese down atl
gotta leave the work to b and trayl for the judge send me to jail
i’m thugged out but you can’t tell
was drugged out now i’m mell
don’t smoke nothing, don’t drank nothing
you play me i’m gonna sw-ng something
since been gonna my feelings gone
mane they did my n-gg- wrong
if you think you’re the sickest
confess and say you did it
this alb-m gonna be the sickest
that’s on my pops
he put that dang-a-lang in my momma 9 months later i drop
he told never smoke rock
told me how he hate cops
he watching over be the bad -ss drop
here go bad -ss pops

daddy watch over me the bad -ss drop and mama ain’t gotta work no more believe that.

[chorus x2]

[verse 2:]
i sick of a n-gg- with a 100 bricks
watch lil boosie running sh-t
we d-ck hoes down for hours
while you one n-gg-s coming quick
we flip these hoes like dominos
n-gg-s better hide your hoes
we sn-tch you all hoes out magic city
and make them hoes get ratchet with it
i’m d-cking d-cking down south new makeover
and n-gg-s louisiana takeover
and like hova i’m versatile
real n-gg-s gonna retire
i’m be like george clinton round this b-tch spiting that 45
with this little light of mine
i’m gonna shine
you ain’t got be featured on my tape i don’t need you n-gg-s anyway
all my hoes thong drop
yeah, i take they thong off
“boosie when your alb-m drop?”
as soon as you finish swelling
i’m finished thank you
pull your draws up on your waist
wipe that sh-t up out your face
and let’s go get an outback steak
’cause bad -ss done dropped today
this what you gonna sn-tch today
this the sickest dub edition since tupac done p-ssed away
so you ain’t gotta ask today
when i’m coming is you following
this b-tch in done with so ask about the golden child
big stacks i’m holding now
big gaks i’m buss ’em
big nights i f-ck ’em, hand cuff ’em, ’cause i don’t trust ’em
2004 i was balling woah did you see the dvd
i can hear pimp c hollin about “look at me, look at me”
i’m the spices in the gumbo
i’m the fries at popeyes
i ain’t r-t-rded i’m retunto
compared to no n-gg- at all
’cause i’m a dog
in the rock i’m a pit
and i stopping for sh-t i’m full blooded
all my n-gg-s go fearless from new york to philly
from detroit to my state
in florida i am heavyweight
in georgia got real estate
california affiliate
jackson mississippi got my back like thats my living state
saint louis and mobile they clock steel and pop pills
savannah georgia they k kill can forget about j-ville
a-town and d-town they grab keys like rebounds
arkansas is straight rage
they shoot n-gg-s on stage
fear payed and chess say
i end you f-cking career n-gg-
hit you with they steel n-gg- you wont feel that pill n-gg-
can’t no rapper f-cking with me
hit you from my way look like tim duncan, tony parker and manu gin-bili.
ask about me if you don’t know me and that’s off the top
he watching over me the bad -ss drop here go bad -ss pop!

- lil boosie lyrics

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