Body Head Bangerz I Smoke I Drank Instrumental

body head bangerz i smoke i drank instrumentalLyrics :[Magic Intro]B-Doctor!Let's welcome em to the Vault babyDo it big nigga!Do it big nigga!Do it big nigga!Stupid ass nigga[Chorus: Magic] Repeat 2xI smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothesDo it big thenI do it big nigga 3x[Verse 1: Youngbleed]So many ways to get paidBetter, keep, fake, i.d.Sure yall don't try meIt's murder, I'm a serverLyric life sentenceRelentless, a menace to societyFull of robberies so **** itI hop in the bubbleWrap the Beretta wit a ragThat glock in the CutlassNigga I'm always hustlinAnd yea, round the CadillacsThe alibam's a must (Uh-huh, yea yea)Crimey and grimey weed smuckers (Uh-huh, yea yea)Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don PWith Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin some bomb weed (Uh-huh, yea yea)In your mind, I call my pistol cause it stay by me (Uh-huh)That's like my brother, lucky mothersWe ain't nothin to see (Uh-huh)Or like my nigga Pete, but Uncle PeteOr my partner Moe Pete, and Low KeyNigga, you know me manIt ain't no thang to c*** it back and make you shake thug bangGrab the weed, rhyming the coke name nigga, what's up[Chorus] Repeat 2xI smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothesDo it big thenI do it big nigga 3x[Verse 2: Mr. Magic]I ain't got nuthin but d*** for you hoesI won't trick, I ain't sick for you hoesI ain't got nuthin to give to no niggaDeal wit no nigga, chill wit no niggaI'ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobaccoPistol in my hand, nigga ready to act aGod damn fool, ignorant muthaf***a bout to lose my coolLet me smoke a goose so I can calm my nervesFind me a duck, get some head in the BurbI'ma fool on them hoes niggaThat's my word, show me a dime and I'm bet I'm gettin servedEverybody know me probably saw me half-c***edDrunk, high in the club bout to get it hotLouisiana nigga, down here we getting bucked (Bucked!)And if we ain't fighting, it's probably cause we too f***ed up![Chorus] Repeat 2xI smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothesDo it big thenI do it big nigga 3x[Boosie Talking]I do it bigLil Boosie do it big boyFeel this here, check this outLook[Verse 3: Lil Boosie]I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron (That iron)Eyes stay red, and my guhl stay fineI'ma problem child, I know you heardI ain't no turtle, I'ma crocodile (Crocodile!)And I'll serve yaSee Lil Boosie from that South Side (That South Side!)In they mouth got bout fiveGot them Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black and white cowel (Cowel!)I want Ashanti, Beyonce and TrinaSo I could hit her from the back, like I do my black ninaI miss my nigga Soulja Slim (Rest In Peace), and that's for realSo in your memory I pop a pill, c*** the steelIf you don't like it you could take it to that levelThat go the mo light, mo won't you come and meet the DevilLook, I'na put two labels on my back and start walking (Start walking!)And it ain't in six states now I got everybody talkingLook, and I thug (I thug), with my thugs (My thugs)We getting paid from the block to the clubThat's what's up nigga[Chorus] Repeat 2xI smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothesDo it big thenI do it big nigga 3x http://www.lyricsmania.com http://www.metrolyrics.com

Channel: Music
Uploaded: November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am
Author: Rapshite

Length: 04:39
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