[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
This Boosie Bad Azz, and lemme tell you somethin
When I was 16 or 17, my momma looked at me and she said
"Boosie, son... get on yo mothafuckin shit, nigga!"

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Big money! I like it
I used to have hoes who triflin'
Now I got pros who dykin'
And it's excitin', it's excitin'

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
I had to get my shit together mayne, I didn't like it
I had too many hoes who triflin
Dirty shell toes and Nike's
I didn't like it. It wasn't excitin
Until I got money, I got icy
Hoes got right, they got feisty
Turk put me in the studio, I kept writin
Droppin that gangsta shit, and it's excitin
Purple after purple nigga, we kept lightin
Concert after concert mayne, we kept flightin
We struck the world real quick like lightning
You pussy ass rap niggas, stop bitin
I used to fuck with little girls with little minds who wasn't grown yet
So before you wear a thong, get yo pussy in check
Yo hygiene a mothafucka, you 'sposed to stay smellin right
Especially if you got a nigga with money, that's what he like
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