Boosie BadAzz - Fresh Cut lyrics

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Boosie BadAzz - Fresh Cut lyrics

B(B)-O(O)-S(S)-I(I)-E(E) Thats Me [Chorus] Fresh Cut Shined Up Gold, (Shine Em Up) Throw Backs And Girbauds (I Got Them Bauds) New Whips On 24's (Deuce 4's) And I'm About To Hop On Them Hoes (Yeah) They Be On A n***a, Yeah They Want A n***a [X4] [Verse 1] Look Just Got My Hair Cut, Just Put My Rims on Just Got My Throw Back Out The Closet (Ooooo) That Jim Brown I Got Promethazine I Got Some Crispy Jeans And On My Feet I Got Some Reeboks Straight From New Orleans Pc chain Hang, 4 12's Bang A Bad b**h Up On My Side And She Givin Brain I Went To Exxon Got Filled Up I'm real buff, On Top Of That I'm Grilled Up Hoes Hollin Out The Window, Boosie Pa** Me That Indo I Told Her Slow Down Lil Mama Look Cause We Ain't Kinfolk They Be On A n***a, Yeah They Want A n***a They Gone Take Lil Boosie Home And Act A Donkey Wit Em Show Me That Thong And It's On Give Me That Head And Get Bread I Like Em Black Caramel And Red Look And Mr Officer Mr Officer Would You Please Get These Dog Hoes Off Of Us [Chorus] [Verse 2] You Betta Keep Yo Girl Inside, Cause Girls f**in n***as Drive 745 Girls Love n***as Drive 745,And Ya Right And Ya Hustle And Ya Know Ya Finna Bubble I Know I'm Bout That Trouble n***a So I Don't Trip I Got Shoes On My Whip And They Walkin Like The Crips Hair Cut Like Steve Harvey Blow Weed Like Bob Marley Imma Business Man Ask My Brother Takari I Got A Closet Full Of Gear I Got a mall at My House I Got Yo Rent Note and Yo Car Note All Up In My Mouth I Be In Thighs Be In Jeans And 112 Up In The A With A Fine Thick Yella And I Call Her Cup Cake I'm A Gangsta ',Don't You Think Just Cause Boosie Wearin' Pink I Won't Come From Under This Mink And Leave You Leakin Like Ink n***a Back To The Topic n***as Now How I'm Rockin Keep Yo Girl At Home Fa Lil Bosie Become Yo Problem Friday Got On My Gla**es Saturday Got On My Cla**ics Holidays Ain't Got On No Shirt I'm Straight Actin Friday Got On My Gla**es Saturday Got On My Cla**ics Holidays Ain't Got On No Shirt I'm Straight Actin [Chorus] [Verse 3] I Must Be The Greatest Cause I'm Loved By The Ladies Throw Back From 80's Got These Girls Gone Crazy Look Here Lift Up That Shirt And Let Me See Somethin Huh Bruh, She Lookin Like She Wanna Freak Somethin I'm On The Yard Trien To Snatch Me A Nerd Got They Eyes Like Smokey As I'm Turnin The Curb Cause They Don't Like Me, They Wanna Fight Me Cause I Wear Mitchell & Ness And They Wear White Tees Get Ya Money Up Thats Wat Make The Honeys Come If Ya Broke All The Time Man Ain't No Girls Gone Wanna f** I'm The Sickest And Yeah we online Girls Sendin Naked Pictures Of They f**in Behind On my car I got blinds And I'm Thuggin Them Hoes My Bracelet, Watch, Chain And My Ring Rose Gold You Can Catch Me pourin 4's In Da Club Wit My Woes Hoes Pullin On A n***a Like He Kobe Damn [Chorus]