Lil Boosie Im Sorry (Boosie Bad Ass) Lyrics. (Lil Boosie talkin). I aint never wrote no song sayin Im sorry man but Im sorry. (Verse 1). Now since birth I hurt ya I made you turn purple stole change from ya purse wouldnt shut my mouth in church but most of all I hurt u I curse you I talked back to my mama thats why I went through drama look like Im be the man of the house since my brother aint bout jackin no nigga to put no mothafuckin food in this house mama Im sorry but I aint comin here tonight its a drought up in that south and Im the only one wit white I made a faculty to wrong probably say that she could teach good at school but not at home man you got her wrong cause my mama taught me wrong from right I had the grades but my behavior it was out of sight one time I caught my mama cryin watchin guiding light she prayin to God that he got a baby boy right I spent my twelth grade year under jail life mama she trippin talkin bout you livin trail life mama I'm sorry I was addicted to them TV screens mama I'm sorry I'm addicted to promenthazine you say I'm flashy but I love it when my whip be clean mama I'm sorry and I apologize for everything.
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog. I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog. I'm a dog, I'm a dog. I'm a motherfuckin' dog. . Made that gangsta shit, like set it off.
They criticize me, huh? They talk about me bad. Let me tell you this, you done made me mad. I'm mad, I'm mad, you done made me mad. I'm mad, I'm mad, you done made me mad.
(Intro). Boosie Bad Azz, say lil K these niggas acting funny with me now? whaaaa. . (verse 1). All my bread gone, all my redbones, all my fans in the stand they done left me alone. all my pussy poppers they don't wanna holla look like its just me and my choppa look like I got a problem. I'm to the head but my hustle ain't gone ya feel me? I'm Innocent til proving guilty or til God kill me I ain't got nothing in these streets now I'm back to robbing good thing I'm in these streets and I know who got it I'm in a world where ain't no fucking rules in em so I live by the code strap up and blues niggas all my friends in the wind since my ends gone, my bad bitches down to 2 since my benz gone, I can't sleep I'm having nightmares fucked up thinking bout that zoom zoom thinking what I did wrong, niggas in the hood mane don't even speak no more treat Lil Boosie Boo like he nero (damn).
When I step off in tha club. Niggas give me daps and hugs. Hoes winking they eye. I know one thing now. They wanna fuck. I living like cuban smoking. Every body know Boo be choking.
Nigga, I represent the Buck, The hussle, The Dime bag sellin,. The ATO Convicted Felon. Nigga I represent the streets, The Projects, and the Niggas who make profit, Where the hell that they keep they glock at, You Trill man you cant pop that.
I remember nigga. Boosie Bad Azz. I remember nigga. I remember nigga. . Now I remember everythin' from them cold night on the block. I remember the struggle, I remember the shine.
Wats Up World, Jus Got Out Tha' Hospital Again.. Lied 2 Yu Again, But Im Bk, But Im Bk, But IM Bk. Boy I Gotta Motha Fuckn Story 2 Tell.. Now Aint That Money A MothaFucka,.
I Need U. . [Verse One]. Like a dope fiend need his dope I need my money in stacks. if it don't work out with these rhymes I'm gone turn to my gats. I need cash and plus I need it fast.
[ Intro] Lil Boosie Badazz and ima do dis one fa da mamas who lost dey babies , fa de nggas who lost dey nggas, (fa all yall) & de lil boys & girls who lost dey daddies..
[Romeo: talking]. Ay Chip you a fool for this one man. . [Hook: Gangsta, (T-Bo)]. I need a Stallione. I need a Stallione. I need a Country fide Chick who keep her hair done.
[Chorus:] [2x]. I roll slow through my city and Norwalk be the spot. Where Lil Cuete kicks it, drinking, smoking pot. Strolling through the One-Ways, the fun ways where I stay.
Clint G (Intro):. Ouuhh ooohhhh. Oooohhh Whoaaa Uuuu. . Clint G:. Baby Can We Talk?. I Have Some Things To Say To You. I Know I'm Not The Best. But Girl I'm Always True To You.
[Intro]. that's right. southside. gangsta gangsta. southside. gangsta gangsta. southside. gangsta. . [Hook 1]. In These times, of hate and pain. i need a cuete, to get me through the day.
[Chorus:] [2x]. I know you feel the same way to. And I know you feel the same as I do. So let's put all this bullshit aside. Spread them legs and let me inside.
I'm looking for that pretty young thang. Up in the spot, looking hot, playin' no games. And she steady, tryna get it, crunk right from the junk. And she playin' no games.
Once upon a time. But not too long ago. There was a new liter of puppies. At a place called the dog pound. They were all very cute and adorable. As all puppies are.
I'm off the chains. I'm off the chains. Yeah I'm off the chains. . [Chorus:]. Have you ever seen me,I'm the future. I represent how it's gone be, I'm the future.
West coast just cripwalk -ipwalk wit me. East coast just Harlem shake shake wit me. Midwest just chickenhead -enhead wit me. Dirty South just b-b-bounce b-bounce wit me.
Uh, huh, yeah yeah. Bow Wow, Mario, y'all ready. . I'll move on. Livin' the life, knowin' I don't like what's on the table. Lookin' at my life doin' what's right because I'm able.