Boosie lyrics

[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]
I touch down it goes yeah
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
I touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
I touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here

[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
Oh but of course, that's how it goes
Them b*tches wanna find a rich di*k and get choked
Them b*tchеs wanna slide, them other b*tchеs gettin' soaked
And they just wanna find a rich di*k and get choked
Oh but of course, that's how it goes
Them b*tches wanna find a rich di*k and get choked
Them b*tches wanna slide, them other b*tches gettin' soaked
'Cause they just wanna find a rich di*k and get choked

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
That ho know she like that designer
Cool as we keep it
Same sh*t bumpin' out the speakers
Nowadays I got these b*tches goin' sideways
Back then you used to f*ck me in the driveway
b*tch chill
[Verse: Isaiah Rashad]
You got to swallow for the minx
b*tch yeah you better call me with the pink slip
Lil freak keep it sloppy
You gotta separate the cheeks, it's goin' up

[Refrain: Isaiah Rashad]
I know I'm too good for a b*tch
To ever go soft on a ho
That's not what I'm about
I'm tryin' to put the kids on the stage
I'm tryin' to drop the top off a b*tch
You know what I'm about
I know I'm too good for a b*tch
To ever go soft on a ho
That's not what I'm about
I'm tryin' to put the kids on the stage
I'm tryin' to drop the top off a b*tch
You know what I'm about

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
That ho know she like that designer
Cool as we keep it
Same sh*t bumpin' out the speakers
Nowadays I got these b*tches goin' sideways
Back then you used to f*ck me in the driveway
b*tch chill
That ho know she like that designer
Cool as we keep it
Same sh*t bumpin' out the speakers
Nowadays I got these b*tches goin' sideways
Back then you used to f*ck me in the driveway
b*tch chill
[Verse: Guapdad 4000]
In the coupe, shorty swervin' like Lil Uzi (Swerve)
That's my lil b*tch, that's my lil groupie
Took her from Rugrats like lil Suzie
She wanna give me hella kids like Lil Boosie
Big poppa, Versace sweater, bank robbers
Puerto Rican at the crib makin' empanadas
Hot pockets up, get it with cheese
I had to count it up
That's why I give a shoutout to my bank tellers
Yeah they know me well
Please don't hit my cell unless you tryna send these Zelles
Send these Zelle
b*tch oh well, don't choose on him
f*ck with scams
I'm tryna bust down on a wrist
I'm tryna leave the house like a fish (Water)
I'm tryna bless yo mouth with this di*k (Yeah)
I'm tryna get up and out of this sh*t
I'm tryna get out of this sh*t (Yeah yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
That ho know she like that designer
Cool as we keep it
Same sh*t bumpin' out the speakers
Nowadays I got these b*tches goin' sideways
Back then you used to f*ck me in the driveway
b*tch chill
[Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
I touch down it goes yeah
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
I touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
I touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here
Touch down it goes here