Lil Boosie

Lil Boosie - Gangsta Bitch

rate me

Put ya mutha fuckin lighta's up.

(put ya lighta's up)

Let's roll baby, let's roll!

I gotta gangsta bitch ah kill for me.

Look.

I gotta gangsta bitch ah kill for me.

Wen I was broke she use to steal for me... yea

She like my pill wen it's kickin in.

She go hard.

Yeah... yeah

She go hard.

She eat that dick.

Uh

Before she eat it she go clean that dick.

I gotta clean bad bitch.

Steal for me like jackie-o,

Thug like remy,

Keep that heny with the coke up in it.

She push the range with her stunna shades.

From the hood so she love ta blaze... that purp.

Tattoo's on her thighs wen she rock that skirt.

Every nigga in the club tryna get that chirp.

Use to sneak me thru the window back high skool.

So wen I fuck her

I don't use no rubber

Me in her gutta gutta.

She steal with her nigga,

Slang that steel 4 her nigga,

Pop them pills with her nigga,

Gotta a grill like her nigga,

Sit...

Soakin wet 10 minutes fo I even touch her.

I ain't gon lye

Tell my nigga

Fuck it I love her.

From the bed to the dresser.

Nah huh

From the struggle to the better times.

I gotta gangtsa bitch ah kill for me.

Wen I wus broke she use to steal for me... yea

She like my pill wen it's kickin in.

She go hard!

Yeah... she go hard!

Gangsta bitches put yo hands up.

You go hard!

Gangsta bitches put yo hands up.

You go hard!

Gangsta bitches put yo hands up.

You go hard!

She eat that dick.

I gotta clean bad bitch.

Ah

Like the way you feel.

Like the way that makeup make you look puerto rican.

With yo sexy ass.

Put sum gucci on yo booty

Let you hit the club.

Let you rock my bracelet.

Have them hoes hatin.

What! you won't use the whip?

(shit)

I ain't gon even trip.

Bitch I'm so gangsta you ain't even got no curfew.

But I'm a hurt you

If you don't have my grits and eggs.

And fo nigga leave the house I gotta get sum head.

Respect a nigga wen I grind.

She my own war.

Hoes own the war.

Yeah

Hoes own the war,

Taken trips across sea's

It's time to get away.

Look like I ain't cumin home for a couple days.

It's sumthin bout her ways.

Sumthin bout her love for me

Made her stay solid wen 'em people ran off in my place.

She make that pussy bite that dick.

She a fool with it.

Her nerves bad she mite even smoke a cool with me.

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