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Title: Bootsee Lyrics: Bootsee let me define it you can rewind it after I finish spittin' Now I want you to tell me if you know somebody in yo town that fit the description A sucka, a ignorant mothafucka One of them show boatin' high sidin' want to get some attention type nagas Just as flashy but bitches be askin me If they can borrow a couple of bucks until tuesday Pleases that man go say no man be tryin to play Captain Save A Hoe Gettin marked by all them sneaky caniving ass set up hoes You see bootsee is that ol' nigga with that ol' gold around his neck Gold around his muthafuckin house, gold around his muthafuckin pet Got everybody in the town thinkin' he sittin' nice on at least 20 ki's But bootsee ain't movin nothin but half thangs Straight fuckin with some of y'all niggas domes Braggin and boastin, How can I make this shit look clean Y'all really want to know who the man behind the fat sack well lookie here Sho nuf ain't bootsee boss and thats for sure Cuz bootsee be frontin himself off y'all niggas just don't know The ones you least expect you know them square ass niggas in your city They be the ones who have a grip , they be the ones who be sittin pretty Instead of tryin to be super to start a fuckin track man What a nigga really need to do is sit back and straight stack man Cuz I've been on this Earth for 3 and some odd months man Trippin off how these niggas out here be straight transforming Laughing and smiling, loving and hugging a brother grinning Turn around and talk behind your back the next minute Bitch we call him bootsee Chorus Let me define it you can rewind it after I finish spittin But what about bootsee It be them bootsee muthafuckas in your town that's always game It be them bootsee muthafuckas in your town that's always game bootsee is that busta with in no gizame, with in no gizame, with in no gizame You's a loud talkin runnin off the mouth deeck Wishy washy be puttin yourself on front street Sloppy grindin, failizing, bitch buying pussy licka That's what hella heads be sayin about that bootsee nigga And ah In case some of y'all ain't knowin this Do to do almost anything to be noticed Like ah Pull out his whole bank account and dang near everything he owns And ah Tell everybody in the hood that he got a chip in his phone And how the fuck you gone be about you scratch when you gossip like a batch And all them fools know where your stash be at That ain't no sharp shit Nigga that's that hoe shit Potna just keep on doin what you do and watch your perv get peeled Ridin around here loose stickin out dumb like a soar thumb Nigga tell the truth Don't have a gun but I need one You want to come up quick in this old shit so you can get it But how the fuck you gone make your revees givin out credit To tweakers, droamers, drifters, leftovers, geekers, zombies Folks that steal from they mommies When I was doin my thang I had strategy main Sellin' that “white girl” you should have seen me main You would have been proud of yo nigga cuz I was briliant wid it I snuck in and snuck out without slippin in it Get what you need out the game and sit your ass down Invest your money in some thangs and start clockin' pal Chorus Bootsee, E-40 mp3 download Bootsee, E-40 lyrics Bootsee mp3 music, free Bootsee mp3, download Bootsee |
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