Fuckin Sumthin M Beezy (Ft. Boosie Badazz)

[Intro]
M. Beezy, and who? (and who?)
Boosie Badass!
Yeah, low key, key figure, and total chaos my motherfucking nigga
(Do you nigga)
Imma do me but what we got brah? (I’m fucking 2 3 4 5 6 7)
Boy you powered up, huh? ([?] you know)
You powered up? (you know)
You powered up? (you know)

[Hook]
Pop pills, and smoke a little weed
You’re rolling with a G and you know what it’s gon be
(Boy, fucking something, boy, fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something, is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)
[?] in the back seat of my car, watching these bad broads get down like porn stars
(Boy, fucking something, boy, fucking something
Lil mama is you fucking something, is you fucking something?
Nigga is you fucking something?)

[Verse 1 – M Beezy]
When I’m up in Day County, I’m fucking with Puerto Ricans
Riding with Canda [?], boy I like them butter [?]
[?] gangville or Duval in one weekend
3 different cities, 3 different bitches tasting my semen
See man, your mama’s pussy’s wetter than a sea, man
No matter how big, I ride it like a jet ski, man
We go to Panama, back to Tallahassee, man
If I ain’t already fucked em they done heard about the B, man
[?] Beezy, AKA throw the D man
Got a gang of bitches with jaws stronger than he-man
They on the new funk, so they mix the weed with e, man
Gobble the dick and swallow the E U T man
Hope you niggas paying, I fuck em for free man
Now you M A D cause she be charging you a fee man
I’m getting cellphone head, hands free man
I guess that’s how it be man, when you a G man