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  • Текст песни Lil Boosie Feat. Young Joc - Zoom

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    Lil' Boosie feat. Yung Joc - Zoom


    Lil Boosie Bad Azz
    Yung Joc we got a hit lets go baby

    Everybody like zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom
    They on them dubs like zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom

    [Verse 1: Boosie]
    I'm Boosie Bad Azz and i zoom right by ya
    760 patna krispy kreme on tires
    Smoke that fire purple kush by the pound
    Ask my dawg Webbie this is how it goes down
    From my hood to yo hood mayne we makin money
    N da club we poppin bottles
    The room we hittin models
    Rollin through the Bottom all the kids hollin Boosie
    This life a nigga livin like im starrin n a movie
    Fresh out the jaccuzzi lil powder on my chest
    Got 30 my neck Turk and Mel jus cut the check
    Naw im zoomin n my chrger on them 24's
    Gotta think about Big Head and Pimp so slow ya roll
    Ice cold from my neck to my wrist we gettin paid
    On my feet i got them j's play wit me i got them k's
    Red Gucci shades me and Joc gettin paid
    naw the whole United States takin pictures all day

    [Chorus:]
    A fresh pair of j's i hit the club stuntin
    Wit a fresh pair of shades makin that money
    Everbody gettin paid everything lovely and im doin my thing my thing my thing
    Everybody like zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom
    We on them dubs like zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom
    We walk up in the club

    [Verse 2: Yung Joc]
    You see the way i hustle they think im Rick Ross
    Jus as soon as i fuck em tell them hoes to get lost
    A lot of niggas mad they all pissed off
    If a nigga think he bad tell him jump like chris cross
    im poppin ? tags cuz the wrist cost
    ? shell how to break a soft
    Just ask my nigga Boosie he tell u wat it iz
    Face card good cuz the face card trill
    If u gotta problem i suggest u head home
    He in the red zone **** leave ya head gone
    Don't hit me on my chirp thats the fed phone
    Talkin bout the work u dead wrong
    Can't believe i keep them beans for them **** tell em dreams
    Ain't no **** on my team
    Like my clothes crispy clean
    I like my dough Krispy kreme
    64 on lean
    thats my nigga mouse and turk and got the work for the fiends

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: Boosie]
    Mayne i been zoomin n my drop top mobbin through the city
    Fresh fade fresh j's wit 2 bad bit****
    One name sarah one name tina
    together they make weather like katrina (they a fool)
    shawty red she a rough rider
    she get on back of that motorbike and all u c iz back on that motorbike
    I drive fastcars
    They call me nascar
    You feel me but im in love wit the hemi
    Get retarded n ferraris i get loose in the coupe paranoid like pac so i keep that glock
    when i zoom zoom and after that lets get a room room (im VIP)
    i need a dime piece
    a fine freak get on back
    u could ride on the back or n tha lac (ha bro)
    naw we got everybody zoomin
    the lil kids zoomin look u got a hit Boosie

    [Chorus]
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