Boosie BadAzz - My life lyrics

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Boosie BadAzz - My life lyrics

Thug in my Life [Talking] Attention ladies I'm tired of playin Why the f** you tryin f** when you know you gotta man Wonder if my girl like that thank about it That's what got me packin and I'm out it Lets go [Verse one] She keep on askin me bout hoes everyday But I'm comin home to you so f** what these hoes say But its time to go So now I'm searchin at the club Hopein I can find somebody just like me a straight thug With a heart of a winner who fix me breakfast for dinner Who won't fuss when I get home just let go up in her That's what I'm lookin for A girl who far from a rookie bra But she gotta be raw so all my haters could look at her So thru the door came this click of lil cuties And I was hopein one of them would like to get with lil boosie So I picked the rawest one out the click Grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this [Chorus: repeat] I need a thug in my life And you ain't gotta be my wife Just hold me down when its tight And we gone ride on first cla** And you ain't gotta be afraid Anything you want you ask [Verse two] Now on the first day she told me That we could only be friends Say she was hurt once before by this lil n***a with ends Ran into me bout her problems as she lay on the pillow Told me how her momma died and how her pops was a k**er Told me how she lost her virgin to this n***a who lied Broke her heart told her he loved her just to get up inside That's when we went on a ride to New Orleans I made her smile the whole time I laced a bottle with wine and told her this is how it should be And asked her can have her heart she said could be I told her bout my lifetime that's when she started to cry Told me she coulnd't believe that I was walkin the life I told all I want from her is her heart Don't worry bout the s** we can do that when you want start She ain't want to go home so I let her stay with me And whispered in her ear right before she lay to sleep [Chorus: repeat] [Verse three] As time went on we got on (we got on) Now three months later we majoring back and forth to Las Vegas Smokin on Garcia Vega and my hoes mad I told them get they sh** together now they see all leather On my wrist is the better see my b**h bout whatever And she was taught by Torrance Hatchett so she was taught by the devil Wasn't no thug when I met her but I seen it up in her And she love my thug pleasures so I got me a winner Breakfast or dinner she happy for a thug on time And when we f**in she be screamin like I'm touchin her spine I know I'm touchin her mind cause she ain't never had a thug Who f**ed in a suit over the city in a tub And money don't change her She stay the same thru thick and thin Kept her p**y in her draws when I went off to the pen That's why she drive my benz she more than a friend She the one who took the charge when the door got kicked in Ya heard me

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