M Beezy, Boosie Badazz - Fuckin Sumthin lyrics

[M Beezy, Boosie Badazz - Fuckin Sumthin lyrics]

M beezy, and who? (and who?) boosie Badass!
Yeah, low key, key figure
And total chaos my motherfucking nigga
(Do you nigga)
Imma do me but what we got brah?
(I’m fucking 2 3 4 5 6 7)
Boy you powered up, huh? (you know)
You powered up? (you know)
You powered up? (you know)

Pop pills, and smoke a little weed
You’re rolling with a G and you
Know what it’s gon be
(Boy, fucking something, boy
Fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something
Is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)
In the back seat of my car
Watching these bad broads get
Down like porn stars
(Boy, fucking something, boy
Fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something
Is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)

When I’m up in Day County
I’m fucking with Puerto Ricans
Riding with Canda, boy I like them butter
Gangville or Duval in one weekend
3 different cities
3 different bitches tasting my semen
See man, your mama’s pussy’s
Wetter than a sea, man
No matter how big, I ride it like a jet ski
Man
We go to Panama, back to Tallahassee, man
If I ain’t already fucked em they
Done heard about the B, man
Beezy, AKA throw the D man
Got a gang of bitches with
Jaws stronger than he man
They on the new funk, so they
Mix the weed with e, man
Gobble the dick and swallow the E U T man
Hope you niggas paying
I fuck em for free man
Now you M A D cause she
Be charging you a fee man
I’m getting cellphone head, hands free man
I guess that’s how it be man
When you a G man

Pop pills, and smoke a little weed
You’re rolling with a G and you
Know what it’s gon be
(Boy, fucking something, boy
Fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something
Is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)
In the back seat of my car
Watching these bad broads get
Down like porn stars
(Boy, fucking something, boy
Fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something
Is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)

Red bones, black bones, horses, and stallions
Boosie fuck em all, I’m a motherfucking dog
You better tell em how we thugging tonight
Girl you gon have to suck it
‘fore you fuck it tonight
I got a model on the left, model on my right
Front my cash, bad ass, get swatted all night
Number 1 0 1 0 6
Still I’ll fuck a rachet bitch
I ain’t had to beat my dick since 1996
Fucked the grandma, the mama, the cousin
The niece
I’ll make you if you’ll be my little freaks
Straight up
The player haters they gon hate us
Girls bite us like gators they
Give us dirty one fingers
A straight go getter
Man I’m all about my stacks man
I make it rain and pick it up like Pacman
I’m gutta, you see your girl with me
I done already fucked her
Now I’m working on her friend
Come over and join in

Pop pills, and smoke a little weed
You’re rolling with a G and you
Know what it’s gon be
(Boy, fucking something, boy
Fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something
Is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)
In the back seat of my car
Watching these bad broads get
Down like porn stars
(Boy, fucking something, boy
Fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something
Is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)

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