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lil b - new orleans based lyrics
[intro:]
yea man it’s ya boy lil b
n-gga new orleans, what’s happening?
you feel me? rip soulja slim
504 stand up, noe, holly grove
carlton, 17th ward, calliope
n-gga melphamine, rip you feel me?
west bank n-gga, 1.5 ave
9th ward, 3rd ward, 5th ward, 7th ward
st. bernard b-tch, lil b, new orleans
verse:
hit ’em with, 50 shots off the dresser
nothings less, for your issue
i’mma get you
lil b, and i f-ck with b-geezy
on the west coast hitting l!cks, know you see me
new orleans, got love for your section
put a b-tch to sleep anytime i want correction
just because i’m a young skinned n-gga
don’t think i won’t put that k to your liver
lose the b-tch, n-ggas hate for no reason
til i get the k, and start making hunting season
f-ck around, i ain’t the one to get nasty
hate on me, i’ll have you laying in that casket
got my bank account, put it on you sucka’s heads
n-gga 30 on my wrist b-tch i’m paying how i wear it
bought a little p-ssy when i went to magnolia
uptown n-ggas lay your head on your shoulders
free young turk, free c-murder
rip slim b-tch you know i’m repping berkeley
rip mary, know he making figures
stay sucka ducking, putting frowns on you n-ggas
my young boy said he got plug on that chopper
my young b-tch said i got love for them choppers
grenade launchers, got ’em all in north oakland
f-ck with lil b, woddie leave your melon open
n-ggas say that i’m a f-ckin’ sucka
tiny pants on looking like bill clinton
chopper in the trunk, zips in the scr-per
bullet proof vest with the beam and the laser
money on your head now my goons giving tapers
rep 7th street, waterfront throw it up
south berkeley n-gga got the mask and the cuts
look like martha stewart with the k and the drum
stay in the kitchen, cooking like a b-tch
mask on my face with them extended clips
i’ll buy a b-tch, i’ll buy a gun
lil b, basedgod
don’t try this through you, leave your head foggy
westside boy playing with that brown bag
yea you know man i’m playing with that pink bag
30 b-tches on my d-ck cause i’m basedgod
hugh hefner, back with the chopper
sit his -ss down, lift his -ss up
leave him b-tt-naked with his ho tied up
real goon n-gga, pretty boys in the cuts
this that new sh-t, tiny pants real n-ggas
uzis, mac-11, glock 80s
shotgun with the 50 round clips
young basedgod still yelling suck my d-ck b-tch
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