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Lil Boosie
Lil Boosie


Background information
Birth name Torrence Hatch
Born November 14, 1982
Origin Baton Rouge, Louisiana, United States
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Years active 2000—present
Label(s) Asylum Records
Trill Entertainment
Associated acts Webbie
Young Jeezy
Foxx
3 Deep
Website Website



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Lil Boosie Album


with Webbie & Foxx
Survival Of The Fittest (03/24/2007)
03/24/2007
1.
Say Round (feat. Big Head)
2.
Do It Stick It (by 3 Deep)
3.
Wipe Me Down (by Foxx)
4.
Adios (feat. Big Head)
5.
Politician Networkin (by Big Head)
6.
Same Ol Shit (feat. Big Head)
7.
Materialistic Bitch (by Soulja Boy, Lil Phat & Shell)
8.
Swangin
9.
Watch My Shoes (by 3 Deep)
10.
U Got Cake (feat. Big Head)
11.
Bout Dat (by Webbie & Foxx)
12.
Leave The Tags On (feat. Big Head)
13.
Thug Me Like That (by Lil Boosie)
14.
Got Me Bent
15.
16.
Southside (bonus track; by Lil Boosie, Phat & Big Head)
17.
Look At Me Now (bonus track)
18.
My Day (bonus track; by 3 Soulja Boy)
. . .


[Hook:]
Say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[x2]

[Big Head:]
Due to the situation politican codes
Let the hoes move the loads, and watch yall rose,
Man dat joensin' shit old, and you real important,
So no talkin' bout the murders, money launder, extortion
The feds stay in the area, they watchin my home,
Just waitin' on us to slip and get loose on the phone,
Say Webbie I know that fetti got you wit a fat belly,
But yo thinkin cap gotta stay on and stay ready,
The game aint the same, Im bobbin' and weavin,
Please explain why this snitch still breathin?
Say Boosie you know better than to f**k wit that nigga,
He ratted on Craig, Boo, Steel, and Avin Miller!
We professionals now, young entrepreneurs,
So you know them f**k feds out to do us.
Conspiracy a muthaf**ka, my nigga so walk light
And talk right cause one indictment get ya 20 to life.

[Hook x2]
Say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[x2]

[Lil Boosie:]
Say Big Head I gotta hit ya right back,
They got trackers on my Beamer and my Nextel tap.(MY SHIT TAP!!)
He got dat syrup and dat work man who tellin dat?
Swicth dat purple up to that orange now they sippin dat.
Echo's on my phone like a parrot on my f**kin' shoulder,
Want somethin its face to face, try somethin its K for K,
The white jeep cross the street thats the f**kin feds!
How you know? Cuz when I look at him he duck his head.
They want Ivyanna, Tarlasia, and Tootie all scared,
My family f**k around lose me its gone be welfare.
So lil daddy imma hit you up later,
They ridin wit LSU shirts on in a blue Navigator,
They know Im after this paper so they after my azz,
30 g's up in the airport they call in the task,
They say you love to ride wit no legs,
No I love to get head!
You gone be dead just like Ivy, F**k you fed! Bitch!

[Hook x2]
Say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[x2]

[Webbie:]
Say savage you got work?
Yeah, white as yo t-shirt playa,
Well I been hittin yo phone all Im gettin is the voicemail,
I got anotha numba cat, you undercover rat?
Playin like dat a have a nigga doin a hundred flat!
Im constantly stackin because I wanna live lavish man,
Im good wit this white because I know life's about havin thangs,
I got two bad bitches that handle bizness for savage man,
They get off the plane and I pick em up by the baggage claim,
Straight to the boulevard, I work it and work it hard,
Robbers and murderers, I serve em straight through the burgler bars,
I f**k wit them trill boys, dont f**k wit nobody else,
Cause I know imma take my charge and I aint gone tell on myself.
Hoe niggas come to my door for the scope it aint nonthin happenin,
Cause niggas a rat on ya up in court and dont even care.
Im a lil nigga that a make a hundred bricks disappear,
A muthaf**kin gangsta!

[Hook x2]
Say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[x2]

[Foxx:]
I cant talk now this aint the time or the place,
The block hot like grits, aint tryin to catch a case.
My nigga just got ten in a for real way,
And them bitches know who I am cause what my grill say.
So meet me at the spot and we can run it face to face,
You see this Cingular gone have a nigga upstate,
And if Im upstate how the f**k Im gone make cake,
Oh you aint hung em yet you must be workin for them snakes.
You know every hood got snitches, bumpin gums like bitches,
So they wont have to live behind them fences,
Sleepin on hard bunks, pumpin iron on them benches,
Niggas tryin to get wit ya, you gone hook or get ya issue.
But keep it brief, them laws never go to sleep.
If you want them M&M's meet me on ya momma street,
Dont forget to keep yo eyes open,
That cable amn aint hookin nothin up but cameras and they scopin!

[Hook: til fade]
Say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[x2]

. . .

Do It Stick It

[No lyrics]

. . .


(ft. Webbie & Foxx)

[Intro:Foxx]

Hey!
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the reeemix!
Badass, Savage life, Foxx-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We still on, we still ridin on chrome, we still pullin up

[Verse 1:Foxx]

I pull up at the club VIP gas tank on E but all drinks on me (wipe me down)
Fresh kicks fresh white tall tee fresh NFL hat fresh bauds wit the crease (wipe me down)
pussy niggas wanna hit me wit they heat, real recognize real real niggaz gon speak (wipe me down)
Jiggalatin I been rollin bout a week you can tell i got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down)
Black shades so you know a nigga rollin they ain't check me at the door so ain't no tellin what im holdin (wipe me down)
bad bitches they gon bust it wide open niggas flashin they lil bread but im the nigga they approachin (wipe me down)
Small nigga tall figures yall niggas crowd niggas we gon get mac elevens and dawg niggas (wipe me down)
Yall niggas call niggas but my nigga all killas get ya issue and whoever fall wit ya

[Chorus:Foxx]

Cuz im on (wipe me down)(8x)
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (4x)

[Verse 2:Lil Boosie]

B.O.O.S.I.E. B.A.D.A.Z.Z.
That's me (wipe me down)
Red bones caramels all of em stop and stare all of em try and steal my underwear (wipe me down)

Like to floss like Rick Ross got a hit called set it off when i sing it everybody set it off (wipe me down)
Black mink im yea im on play wit me i bust ya dome 8 whips on chrome you can gon (wipe me down)
Fresh fade fresh j's on the corner playin spades im an ordinary person but im paid (wipe me down)
Foxx flippin Webbie smokin and we chokin off a whole pound of purple famous like tha ninja turtles (wipe me down)
Just left New York City hooked up wit P. Diddy finna blow past 50 you gon have ta (wipe me down)
We the best im a fool im the hemi man red light green light yellow light get it man

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 Webbie]

Hot drop drop top top drop hoes drop it like its hot yea nigga im the shit (wipe me down)
You see this ice on my wrist how it glist soon the light hit you can't lie the ice sick (wipe me down)
Purple got me smellin funky red monkey 500 dollars on em you ain't seen these yet (wipe me down)
Beatin you can hear me way around the corner paint wet wit the 24's on em that's bet (wipe me down)
Ol lady's baby momma's few fiance's niggas wife savage life who i'm gonna f**k next (wipe me down)
And i don't use the lifestyle or the magnum or the trojan i'll go head and use the barrel of the tech (wipe me down)
Man this chain hit me for a couple grand oh no i ain't complainin just watch how you wipe my chest (wipe me down)
A bad bitch wanted me to stay lil longer i put that dick up on her but i had a flight to catch (wipe me down)

[Foxx]

Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (8x)

[Chorus]

. . .


[Chorus:]
Im Comin Watch The Shoes Cuz Im Bouncin Through The Club
Rollin Hard Ya'll Move When Im Bouncin Through The Club
I Might Jus Burn Ya Wit This Goo When Im Bouncin Through The Club
Wit Bout 45 Dudes When Im Boucin Through The Club
U Ain't Talkin Bout No Cheddar (Adios!!)
Ridin 20 Inches Or Better (Adios!!)
U Ain't A Fine Cinderella (Adios!!)
Lil Mama U Ain't On My Level (Adios!!)

[Foxx:]
A Buck 50 But Who Gon Fuck Wit Me
Im Young But Im Deadly Like A Pit
When I Here Sick Picture My Old Mane Feed Me
All That Talk At All Dont Mean Nothin
My Goose Water Ain't Seen Nothin
Might Need A Vest I Ems That Boy Wit All That Mean Muggin
My Mama Throwed And My Daddy Dumb So Where U Think I Get It From
U Want Some Come Get Some
Some Trill Niggas Im Wit Some
Imma Baby Gangsta If U Ain't Kno
We Hit The Club We Rush The Floor
We Buy The Bar We Buy The Booth
I Paid For 2 But Take More
Im Drinkin So Im Tore Up
I Love It When Hoods Go Up
Anti Social In This Bitch
So Keep Movin If U Dont Kno Us
Smallest Nigga In The Club But Im Ready For Shaq Size
I Snuck Sumthin In The Club That'll Leave Him Wit Close Eyes
Im To Hot To Freeze Wit It
U Play And Get Baptized
Send U Closer To Ya Maker
U Heard Me Get Baptized
And I Put That On My Lil One
U Try Me Its Nap Time
U Ain't Bout Gettin This Money
Adios Say Goodbye

[Chorus:]
Im Comin Watch The Shoes Cuz Im Bouncin Through The Club
Rollin Hard Ya'll Move When Im Bouncin Through The Club
I Might Jus Burn Ya Wit This Goo When Im Bouncin Through The Club
Wit Bout 45 Dudes When Im Boucin Through The Club
U Ain't Talkin Bout No Cheddar (Adios!!)
Ridin 20 Inches Or Better (Adios!!)
U Ain't A Fine Cinderella (Adios!!)
Lil Mama U Ain't On My Level (Adios!!)

[Boosie:]
Lil Boosie Bad Azz Uh Oh

Uh Oh Uh Oh Uh Oh Uh Oh Its Boosie Boo
U Kno U Kno U Kno U Kno That Im Truth
Adios Lil Mama I Need A Dime
Sumthin Red Thick And Fine
Get On Top And Make It Grind
Im Iced Out No Herringbone
Check Out My Ringtone
Check Out My Theme Song
U Dont Kno My Struggle
Fresh White G's No S Dot Carter's
3 Fresh Chargers
Play Wit Me U Gettin Slaughtered
Im The Big Dawg In This Family
The Judge At This Courthouse
Its Purple When We Smoke Out
Its Murder When We Roll Out
Hit 'em Up Hit 'em Up Hit 'em Up Lets Get It
They Saw Them Choppers
Naw They Adiosin Round The 50
Adios

[Chorus:]
Im Comin Watch The Shoes Cuz Im Bouncin Through The Club
Rollin Hard Ya'll Move When Im Bouncin Through The Club
I Might Jus Burn Ya Wit This Goo When Im Bouncin Through The Club
Wit Bout 45 Dudes When Im Boucin Through The Club
U Ain't Talkin Bout No Cheddar (Adios!!)
Ridin 20 Inches Or Better (Adios!!)
U Ain't A Fine Cinderella (Adios!!)
Lil Mama U Ain't On My Level (Adios!!)

[Big Head:]
This Ya Boi Big Head The Dome Doctor In The Buildin Ya Heard Me
Look
Old black match diamond tat
Rogan strapped street thug
Dude up screwed up
been bout beef thug
you see me
watch back
smilin gone speak thug
i aint come in peace thug
watch yo dawg....thug
trunk wit a tone weapon
respect is known
cause i take suckers domes
and i break ....
you better duck
boy watch out
cuz trill break that scotch out
no ohh wee my bad
oh no you gettin smashed
im fly so let me pass
my pockets full of cash
and the parkin lot full of that south
and they gone pass
if the dome doctas muggin
lil daddy you too close
how bout you and yo weak lil freak
adios

[Chorus:]
Im Comin Watch The Shoes Cuz Im Bouncin Through The Club
Rollin Hard Ya'll Move When Im Bouncin Through The Club
I Might Jus Burn Ya Wit This Goo When Im Bouncin Through The Club
Wit Bout 45 Dudes When Im Boucin Through The Club
U Ain't Talkin Bout No Cheddar (Adios!!)
Ridin 20 Inches Or Better (Adios!!)
U Ain't A Fine Cinderella (Adios!!)
Lil Mama U Ain't On My Level (Adios!!)

[Webbie:]
Webbie Trill Ent Young Savage

Give Me A Lil Space So I Can Really Lose My Mind
Put Some Flakes Up In That Candy So That Bitch Can Really Shine
Ain't No Ice Up In This Brandy I Jus Like To Gulp It Down
Ain't No Runnin From The Savage I Most Likely Gun You Down
7 Rooms 4 Baths U Dont Kno Wat Im Talkin Bout
Webbie Pictures On The Wall
Floor Look Like A Bowlin Ball
Got A Phantom Couple Chargers
O Crazy Ass Drop
Barney Probably Lose His Mind
Im Laid Up Wit Baby Bop
I Got Haters Lookin Crazy
I Got Sumthin Make 'em Stop
I Got Chicks In Every City Say My Voice Jus Make 'em Hot
Pussy Sloppy Then I Beat It
No Eatin Im Jus Skeetin
The Game All Me Im All G Im Undefeated
A Lil Past Perfect
That Thing Blast Perfect
U Wanna Keep Ya Brain
My Chain Ain't Even Worth It
Fry You Up Like Church's
U Up In One Of Them Churches
Or They Probably Never Find U
Trill We Bout That Drama

[Chorus:]
Im Comin Watch The Shoes Cuz Im Bouncin Through The Club
Rollin Hard Ya'll Move When Im Bouncin Through The Club
I Might Jus Burn Ya Wit This Goo When Im Bouncin Through The Club
Wit Bout 45 Dudes When Im Boucin Through The Club
U Ain't Talkin Bout No Cheddar (Adios!!)
Ridin 20 Inches Or Better (Adios!!)
U Ain't A Fine Cinderella (Adios!!)
Lil Mama U Ain't On My Level (Adios!!)

. . .

Politician Networkin

[No lyrics]

. . .

Same Ol Shit

[No lyrics]

. . .


[Chorus:]
Its All Because Of This Whip
Its All Because Of These Clothes
You's A Materilalistic Bitch (I Tried To Tell Ya)
You's A Materialistic Hoe (Yea)
A It's All Because Of That Cash
It's All Because Of That Dough
You's A Materialistic Bitch (I Tried To Tell Ya)
You's A Materialistic Hoe (Yea)

Got Nothin But Dick
Im Jus A Squirrel Tryna Catch A Nut
Trickin Dollars On Sluts
I Never Heard Of Such
Hoes Be Trippin
Thinkin Im Finna Spend Sum Money
But Im A Player
Got It From Ms. Sandra And Donnie
Beezy A Soldier
24/7 On The Street
So Aint No Fallin
We Fa A Muthafuckin Freak
Say I Was Strugglin
Wasnt Nobody On Side But U
Would U Be Down To Ride For Me
Like I'll Ride For U
Oh Us A Gold Digger
I Remember When I Was Broke Aint Never Had A Bitch Like U Before
My Game Was Strong But Not That Muhfuckin Strong
Til That Bread Got Long
[?] Hittin My Phone
So Once Again Its On
And They Kno This
Thats Why They Jockin
Tryna Be My Old Lady
So They Could Break My Pockets
But Bitch U Got My Fucked Up
I Drop My Nuts On The Top Of Yo Head
We Could Never Ever Be Together
And Plus Im Knowin That

[Chorus]

[Phat:]
Its All Because Of My Money
Its All Because Of Dem Hundreds
Its All Because Of My Grill
Its All Because Of This Deal
Dem Hoes Be All On My Watch
Dem Hoes Be All On My Jock
I Think They All Gold Diggers
Finna Be Soon Straight Flippers
Fuck Me U Fuck Wit My Click (3 Deep)
Best Believe
And It Aint Gon Quit (Not Wit Me)
Slutastic Dog Ass Bitch
Without This Guh U Wouldnt B Shit
Walk Around Wit Cha Stupid Ass
U Deserve A Straight Kick In Ya Ass
Matter Fact U Can Pack Yo Bags
Like Webbie I Dont Want Yo Ass No Mo Cuz

[Chorus]

[Shell:]
These Dog Ass Hoes
Chapped Ass Hoes
Im Bout 2 Picket Bout These Ratchet Ass Hoes
Neisha, Lisa And Theresa
Shell Even Fucked Keisha
Dog I Hit Jalisa In The Bac Of The Fuckin Bleachers
I Guess Thats My Way Of Showin My Ass To My Teachers
Better Find Ya Baby Daddy
Bitch I Cant Feed Ya
U See This New Whip And This Big Grip And Now U Cheesed Up
Phat These Hoes Be Down Bad
Goin All Kinda Crosses And Makin A Nigga Mad
Worryin Bout The Next Bitch
U Gon On That X Bitch
She Suck Dick
For Sum Pills And A New Outfit
I Get The Pussy Then Im Out Bitch
And I Guess Thats Y Them Dog Ass Hoes Call Me That Out Dick
Holla At Me When Im Out Bitch
Make A Pimp Rich
Hit The Strip While Big Daddy Count Chips

[Chorus]

. . .

Swangin

[No lyrics]

. . .

Watch My Shoes

[No lyrics]

. . .

U Got Cake

[No lyrics]

. . .

Bout Dat

[No lyrics]

. . .

Leave The Tags On

[No lyrics]

. . .


Now I promise you 2 cum home at nite Yea rite, I promise you 2 always treat you rite yea rite, I promise 2 be down 4 you n never chill but when im wit a dime piece I can see dem tears flying down yo cheek, y you thug me like dat cuz im thug'd. I pull away 4rm girls when we start falling in love. Was go take you on a cruise but I change my mind. I always promise you the movies but I have no time. I'm wit my niggaz half the day n she aint feeling dat. Y she at home cooking n cleaning im getting stacks. She love a nigga but I be damn if she trusts a nigga. But the sex still a 10 when we fucking nigga. N she like:

Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. [x4]

Now I promise not leave ya pussy wet yea rite, I promise you 2 show you sum respect yea rite, I guess I live the life of a super star driving all dez fancy cars, n real talk man I can have any broad. Plus I hate 2 see you crying, I hate 2 tell you lies, that's y deep inside she be like y you thug me like dat. It's just in me, been doing girls wrong since I stepped off in McKinley. Hate 2 put my hands on ya cuz I feel bad. I wear a rubber when im fucking but you don't feel dat. They got a lot of women wrong, got a lot of women strong. But when you got a super star you gotta hold on. Super star go try 2 fuck all dez hoes yea rite, but when they zip down them bauds everything alright. My nigga bleek he like: GO HOME 2 YO OL' LADY, SHE CATCH YO ASS SLIPPING SHE GO BUST DAT 380.

Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. [x4]

Look this how I play it, if I ever fuck with ya, ima fuck another girl see if you go fuck another nigga. Y you thugging like dat. Cuz im boosie badass, if she don't suck it I aint mad, I can't do nothing but laugh. I made the girl cook 4 me n don't even cum by, hope this dirty shit don't cum back on taulaijah n I. I make the girl pussy wet when I look in her eyes so boosie never surprised when he get in them thighs. I got my heart broke at 14, that was way way back. So all the girls after that, it was straight pay back. I like 2 lay back n take trips n dress you up, but when you start mouthing off you messing up. So shut it up. Would you forgive a real nigga answer that? Would you still be with him answer that. If he had another baby put you in a situation would you forgive him or leave him n hate him.

Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. [x4]

Boosie y ya thug me boosie y ya thug me boosie y ya thug me like that [x2]

Boosie y ya thug me I don't mean to [x2]

Boosie y ya thug me boosie y ya thug me boosie y ya thug me like that [x2]

. . .

Got Me Bent

[No lyrics]

. . .


(Feat. Webbie & Foxx)

Hey!
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the reeemix!
Badazz, Savage live, Foxx-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We still on, we still ridin on chrome, we still pullin up

Verse 1 (Foxx)
I pull up at the club VIP gas tank on E but all drinks on me (wipe me down)
Fresh kicks fresh white tall tee fresh NFL hat fresh boes wit da crease (wipe me down)
Pussy niggas wanna hit me wit they heat, real recognize real real niggaz gon speak (wipe me down)
Jiggalatin I been rollin bout a week you can tell i got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down)
Black shades so you know a nigga rollin they ain't check me at the door so ain't no tellin what im holdin (wipe me down)
Bad bitches they gon bust it wide open niggas flashin they lil bread but im the nigga they approachin (wipe me down)
Small niggas tall figures yall niggas crowd niggas we gon get mac elevens and maul niggas (wipe me down)
Yall niggas call niggas but my niggas all killas get ya issue and whoever fall wit ya

Chorus
Cuz im on (wipe me down)(8x)
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (4x)

Verse 2 (Lil Boosie)
B.O.O.S.I.E.B.A.D.A.Z.Z. that's me (wipe me down)
Red bones caramel all of em stop and stare all of em try and steal my underwear (wipe me down)
I like to floss like Rick Ross got a hit called set it off when i sing it everybody set it off (wipe me down)
Black mink damn im on play wit me i bust ya dome 8 whips on chrome you can gon (wipe me down)
Fresh fade fresh j's on the corner playin spades im an ordinary person but im paid (wipe me down)
Foxx flippin Webbie smokin and we chokin on a whole pound of purple man it's like a ninja turtle (wipe me down)
Just left New York City hooked up wit P. Diddy finna blow past 50 you gon have ta (wipe me down)
We the best im a fool im the hemi man red light green light yellow light get it man

Chorus

Verse 3 (Webbie)
Hot drop drop top top drop hoes drop it like its hot yea nigga im the shit (wipe me down)
You see this ice on my wrist how it glist soon as the light hit you can't lie the ice sick (wipe me down)
Purple got me smellin funky red monkey 500 dollars on em you ain't seen these yet (wipe me down)
Beatin you can hear me way around the corner paint wet wit the 24's on em that's bet (wipe me down)
Ol lady's baby momma's gucci iva niggas wife savage life who i'm gonna fuck next (wipe me down)
And i use the life stylez or the magnumz or the trojanz or go head and use the barrel of the tech (wipe me down)
Man this chain hit me for a couple grand oh no i ain't complainin just watch how you wipe my chest (wipe me down)
A bad bitch wanted me to stay lil longer i put that dick up on her but i had a flight to catch (wipe me down)

(Foxx)
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (8x)

Chorus

. . .

Southside

[No lyrics]

. . .

Look At Me Now

[No lyrics]

. . .

My Day

[No lyrics]

. . .


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