(Chorus: repeat 2X)
If you niggas good and hi let me see you clap your hands
If you niggas good and drunk let me see you clap your hands
(Gangsta Boo)
Bitch you know I'm lookin good, on the block posted up
Icy white reeboks throwin Triple Six up
In the air I don't care, you see Billboards playa
Platinum billboards in the hood of you playa haters
Try to sneak up in the club low key, f**k an autograph
Dog I'm tryna chill, you can catch me in the aftermath
I ain't tryna brag or say I'm all that, when I'm not
But I'm f**kin bad, I'm knockin plenty bitches out the spot
I was always told that my pussy be the f**kin best
If you want to test let me put your nigga on some X
If you want to f**k let me see who money spend the best
Eight figure dick be the best nigga nuttin less
Niggas round town actin like they f**ked the Gangsta Boo
Hoes round town sayin did she f**k my man too?
Yo I'm runnin shit niggas gave me crown, labeled me the queen
Gonna do this damn thing bitch, know what I f**kin mean
(Chorus)
(Gangsta Boo)
Now everybody claim the role of a killa killa
Yean ain't do no ten twenty years in the pen nigga
Flaugin ass boy wit you mug on like you hard
Boy you need to stop yean neva had a f**kin charge
You a momma's boy Gangsta Boo went to school with you
You the honor roll yean neva had a f**kin crew
Wit cha girlfriend with her jealous ass on the scene
Black ass bitch blue long braids bitch please
It's about time that I told you
I don't care if you bitches dont speak, i don't love you
Listen to the rumors called the story crazy lady boo
Got my nigga rollin blunts and smokin to get f**ked up
I know you gon hate when you see me comin on them thangs
Pullin in the gated driveway cause I'm havin thangs
Still I'll bust a cap if I catch you on surveillance
Two killaz on the roof
Bulletproof
We don't love you
If you niggas good and hi let me see you clap your hands
If you niggas good and drunk let me see you clap your hands
(Gangsta Boo)
Bitch you know I'm lookin good, on the block posted up
Icy white reeboks throwin Triple Six up
In the air I don't care, you see Billboards playa
Platinum billboards in the hood of you playa haters
Try to sneak up in the club low key, f**k an autograph
Dog I'm tryna chill, you can catch me in the aftermath
I ain't tryna brag or say I'm all that, when I'm not
But I'm f**kin bad, I'm knockin plenty bitches out the spot
I was always told that my pussy be the f**kin best
If you want to test let me put your nigga on some X
If you want to f**k let me see who money spend the best
Eight figure dick be the best nigga nuttin less
Niggas round town actin like they f**ked the Gangsta Boo
Hoes round town sayin did she f**k my man too?
Yo I'm runnin shit niggas gave me crown, labeled me the queen
Gonna do this damn thing bitch, know what I f**kin mean
(Chorus)
(Gangsta Boo)
Now everybody claim the role of a killa killa
Yean ain't do no ten twenty years in the pen nigga
Flaugin ass boy wit you mug on like you hard
Boy you need to stop yean neva had a f**kin charge
You a momma's boy Gangsta Boo went to school with you
You the honor roll yean neva had a f**kin crew
Wit cha girlfriend with her jealous ass on the scene
Black ass bitch blue long braids bitch please
It's about time that I told you
I don't care if you bitches dont speak, i don't love you
Listen to the rumors called the story crazy lady boo
Got my nigga rollin blunts and smokin to get f**ked up
I know you gon hate when you see me comin on them thangs
Pullin in the gated driveway cause I'm havin thangs
Still I'll bust a cap if I catch you on surveillance
Two killaz on the roof
Bulletproof
We don't love you
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