S.O.U.T.H.S.I.D.E. (feat. Lil Boosie, Big Poppa, T-Fat (Of The Hood Dwelluz)) - Lil Boosie

Hype beast, hype beast Hey Swagg, where the bass at? I look mama in the eyes and say I'm the man now I'm the man now, mama I got fans now, mama Did it on my own, I ain't looking for no hand out, mama They all ask me for favors But I done ran out, mama I just lay low and count commas I ain't focused on drama They protect me like Obama Well, we got guns like Osama Lil ho trippin', snapping on me I won't pay for her frontal She must think a nigga broke like we don't get it in bundles They keep putting me under Fuck the world with a condom I won't speak to your honor, That shit ain't helping my problems Crowd too big to swallow, They ran when times got harder You ran when times got harder So, bitch, don't ask for a dollar No, they can't stand over here We got them bands over here Yo bitch a fan, she wanna dance over here Ay, stop playing like I ain't the man of the year Yeah, the man of the year I'm the man of the year Them niggas can't stand over here Pull out them racks them hoes ran over here We got them sticks, and we ain't playing over here These niggas know that I'm the man of the year The man of the year Ay, I'm a big dripper, bag getter Big spender, way more than your last nigga I ain't never been an ass kisser, my bad nigga And ever since I got the bag I'm tryna make the bag bigger They hate on me but they don't phase me baby I'm amazing, baby The streets made me baby, and ran me crazy And I can't be saved so don't save me Smoke the flowers, yeah that Deja My big brother what who raised me Throw bullets, Tom Brady I've been the shit since Myspace They think I'm Tom nigga And I know they want my place I'm a young nigga Ain't 'bout havin' fun nigga I'm about having funds nigga We got plenty drums nigga Ain't no one on one nigga No, they can't stand over here We got them bands over here Your bitch a fan she wanna dance over here And stop playing like I'm not the man of the year Yeah, the man of the year I'm the man of the year Them niggas can't stand over here Pull out them racks them hoes ran over here We got them sticks, yeah, we ain't playing over here These niggas know that I'm the man of the year I'm the man of the year

(Feat. Lil' Boosie) I'm full of dat shit; I'm full of dat shit I'm full of dat shit; I'm full of dat shit I'm full of dat shit; I'm full of dat shit (Webbie) Now if you ever catch me leanin to the side Red eyes in my ride Wit the music up high Bad bitch up on my side Might be gettin on her ass so I'm grippin on her thighs Play me I ain't even gon' try (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) Now you might catch me wit my cutie Ridin bumping that Boosie One hand on the wheel the other hand on the cootchie Big stacks, big gats, Nextel Motorola's Doga after douga (I'm full of dat shit) (Webbie) In the club by the bar My niggaz we twitchin gars Spending pitches wit my boys Jumping, stomping, makin noise On the block serving junkies making money thumpin toys I ain't in the mood for it (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) We in the club throwin 4s, pourin 4s Blowin Jos, fresh clothes Gotta nigga head drove V.I.P. doors is where we go when we gon' party That ex got us retarded (ecstasy) (I'm full of dat shit) (Webbie) ? Off countin cheese wit Boosie in Tennessee Red bitches on they knees suckin and catchin semen Wit some dark Lochs on the sun ain't even beaming You ain't even tryin to see (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) I'm in the room wit something nasty big, fine, and sassy On top that girl be actin, she even called me daddy I hit in the Caddy on the way to the classic I fell asleep all in traffic (I'm full of dat shit) (Webbie) In the room wit something sexy caramel complexion Both of us butt naked Don't give it to me I'll take it No time for no cakin I'm stabbin it like I'm Jason I serve it like I'm crazy (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) You can catch me by the school zone Wit my McKinley Blue on, too long That'll have you, you, and you gone You niggaz hatin on these boys cause we trill And we drink all night (I'm full of dat shit) (Webbie) Sharp as a bow and arrow To deep enough to marrow Clutchin on the double barrel Hollin bitch it don't matter Wit the class clown actin no sense and go get the paddle That'll have you actin badder (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) I'm in the room wit Halle Berry I swear this girl Haller Berry Cuz she shave round her cherry And she smile when she get ready And keep wit that confetti We ridin heavy Chevy's gettin high every second (I'm full of dat shit) (Webbie) On the way to the mall Wit a bad lil broad Slob all over my balls She lickin through my draws Wit my main man wit me I'm hittin up on the phone That's my motherfuckin dog (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) I hit the stage buckin hard got the whole club rockin Hennessey to Hypnotic got me thinkin bout the projects Stop it that's my role nigga You know every time you see me I'm pourin 4s (I'm full of dat shit) (Webbie) Drivin on the sidewalk in the dark like I don't care Flyin through the stop signs like them bitches wasn't there Spinning buck up to the ceiling spilling Hennessey and beer We done shot ya in the ear (I'm full of dat shit) (Lil Boosie) I'm in New Orleans wit Lil' Wayne platinum chains, platinum women If you tell them girls sick me then you know they gon' come and get me They gon' rub me, they gon' lick me, they gon' keep a nigga smilin I can't stop wildin (I'm full of dat shit)

Some say it's groupie love, groupie love I say it's Boosie love, Boosie love They love the way I thug, way I thug You ain't no groupie girl, you just got Boosie love Some say it's groupie love, groupie love I say it's Boosie love, Boosie love They love the way I thug, way I thug You ain't no groupie girl, you just got Boosie love Come thug with me, leave this club with me Come fuck with me, come suck on me Cause you know that you got Boosie love I want you boo, I want you right here You want me too, you know you want me Do what you want to do, guess what? And you can even bring another girl with you You such a cutie man, cutie man Get naked, do your thang, do your thang Put on my Boosie chain, Boosie chain Give me your sex and show me girl that you got Boosie love You been wanting this thug nigga, you bad girl Imma fuck with ya You nasty girl, I'm stuck with you Got me like "ahhhh-oh", it's bout that time girl For you to show Boosie what's on your mind girl Some say it's groupie love, groupie love I say it's Boosie love, Boosie love They love the way I thug, way I thug You ain't no groupie girl, you just got Boosie love Some say it's groupie love, groupie love I say it's Boosie love, Boosie love They love the way I thug, way I thug You ain't no groupie girl, you just got Boosie love You fuck your old man Tonight it's on man I can't be cloned man So once I put it down you gon be gone man She like that Boosie love (she like that huh?) Like what I do to her, do to her Let's make a movie girl, movie girl So put this X pill in your booty girl I'm on some fire head, fire head You love me, swallow that, swallow that And I'm gon holler back, holler back Cause now you showing me that you got Boosie love Come freak me boo, freak me boo You clean, I'll eat you too, eat you too Then I go get a sweet for you, sweet for you Cause like a king how you supposed to treat Boosie Boo Some say it's groupie love, groupie love I say it's Boosie love, Boosie love They love the way I thug, way I thug You ain't no groupie girl, you just got Boosie love Some say it's groupie love, groupie love I say it's Boosie love, Boosie love They love the way I thug, way I thug You ain't no groupie girl, you just got Boosie love

(Intro:) I thank these niggas scared me (its cool though) nigga bump my shit see dont even holla. I bump yo shit nigga Ima holla at you (Butf**k that shit Ima real nigga to me) Before I lay me down to sleep I know that they dont want no beef I thank these niggas scared (scared) I thank these niggas scared (scared) (Verse:) I wanna thank god for blessin me To hit you wit this recipe Yeah you got more bread than me Bitch but I know you scared of me Bitch dont wanna holla Bitch Im bout a dolla I done came so sick now Ima problem (problem child) Cant get no features on my album niggas scared of Lil Boosie So when they ask me "what it do?" Ima tell em "F**k you" When they mention me its negative Its neva positive Nigga down talk me but I got alot of skills I got a lil dough that make these niggas suckas Yall rappin n rhymin I tell life stories muthaf**ka You thank that you can hold me back bitch I been retarted And I got respect regardless if I dont hit the red carped (how you love that?) And finna make em catch hell You saw the double XL Me and lil nigga finna scoop a baby G and real nigga This game a nigga got a put yo hoes on my track have hoes sellin top and bottom That mouf and that cat bitch (Chorus:) All you niggas wanna be killas betta know wat cha doin Open ya eyes while ya shootin Ole scary ass nigga! All you rappers wanna be actors Betta stay in the movies an dont f**k around wit boosie I thank they scared (Man I thank these niggas scared) (Verse:) I took a walk by the big dogs niggas turnin they head They listen to my music but cant holla? Them niggas scared But its cool wit me bitch you know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage Do wat you gon do to me After the show Im wit my fans givin kisses and hugs While you get bodyguard by muthapunks who wanna be thugs You niggas lyin on yall records bitch you got me heated HANNIBAL LECTURE ONE OF YOU BITCHES CUT YO TONGUE AND MAKE YOU EAT IT! They burnin my cds, burnin my cd, well they burning my cds made the whole hood believe Now they got my back no matta what (no matta wat) Every street, every ally, every corner wit the fie marijuana They got Boosie in the deck And Boosie got respect When the otha rappers hit I put goosebumps up on they necks To his throne Ima threat Man Im young but Ima vet Man Im right behind you in line nigga And I next (Chorus:) All you niggas wanna be killas betta know wat cha doin (Betta know wat ya doin) Open ya eyes while ya shootin Ole scary ass nigga! All you rappers wanna be actors Betta stay in the movies an dont f**k around wit boosie (Betta stay in the movies) I thank they scared (Man I thank these niggas scared) (Verse:) You niggas goin platnum sellin more than my clique But aint nobody at yo shows I know ya feel like a bitch 'Cause yo street cred is nuthin (nuthin)compared to me who thuggin (thuggin) And on the way under you a one hit wonder And I drop hit after hit You aint got to fast forward shit Just put me in and Let me role I bet you say he ice cold Im shinin like a light pole (bling) Got niggas lookin stupid (stupid) I got more ice than sum of these clows that play on movies And its bright night I thank they scared of me He saw his bitch checkin me out Now he handcuffin If you aint neva live that life then don rap bitch (dont rap bitch) If you aint neva live that street you need a map bitch and a cold cut sandwhich Ima tell ya I dont feel that nigga He only show up once a year ol mc rib ass nigga So I be like "Before I lay me down to sleep I know that they dont what no beef" ARRH RUFF MAN I THANK THESE NIGGAS SCARED! (Chorus:) All you niggas wanna be killas betta know wat cha doin (Betta know wat ya doin) Open ya eyes while ya shootin Ole scary ass nigga! All you rappers (all you rappers) wanna be actors Betta stay in the movies an dont f**k around wit boosie (Betta stay in the movies) I thank they scared (Man I thank these niggas scared)