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letra de dear mr. boosie (freestyle) - hotboy wes

[intro]
ayy, dear mr. boosie
ayy, this for boosie right here
yeah, say this for boosie
ayy, man, you a ghetto hero, you hear me?
yeah, this mr. boosie
gotta do it one time
letter for boosie right here, n-gga
ayy, yeah

[chorus]
dear mr. boosie, i been listenin’ to your music (yup)
ever since i was a juvie, i was locked up in juvie (for real)
quotin’ lines out your movie like, “look out, n-gga” (look out, n-gga, look out)
like, “you find a fifty here, i’m p-ssy,” i’m p-ssy, n-gga (you find a fifty here, i’m p-ssy, n-gga)
dear mr. boosie, i been listenin’ to your music
ever since i was a juvie (yeah), i was locked up in juvie (locked up)
quotin’ lines out your movie like, “look out, n-gga” (boopac, n-gga, h-ll you talkin’ ’bout?)
like, “you find a fifty here, i’m p-ssy,” i’m p-ssy, n-gga
[verse 1]
i was locked up on that island, solitary confinement (aw)
razor blades in my bible (cut a n-gga ass), did anything for survival (yup)
doin’ push-ups ’til i start shakin’, that’s that sh-t that made me (wow)
i was layin’ in that bunk curled up like a lil’ baby (f-ck)
n-gga almost went crazy, but your lyrics used to save me like (what you say?)
“dear god, i thank you for” (i thank you), “everything you gave to us” (gave to us)
ayy, they ain’t never gave us sh-t, so we ain’t never gave a f-ck
glock 40 on my waist, this b-tch to wake the neighbors up (boom-boom-boom-boom)
and i ain’t tryna scare a n-gga, dare a n-gga play with us (what the f-ck?)
what the f-ck a n-gga mean? hit his scene, spray him up (bah)
where i’m from, sh-t was mean, fiends hooked the cable up, yeah (on god)

[verse 2]
i ain’t never had sh-t, but i can f-ck a bad b-tch (but i learned from the streets)
a thug stuntin’, bugs bunny, look at all these carats (f-ckin’ right)
you would never think that we was sleepin’ on a pallet (aw)
leanin’ like i’m from the h, but i stay in dallas (swing)
shout out to my n-ggas in the pen’, keep it savage (free my n-ggas)
thug life, got the dice made out of aspirin (ayy, what they hit for? what they hit for?)
raised up by they mama, never met they daddy (i don’t know that n-gga)
watch me dun-dun, dun-dun-dun, hit the ratchet, yeah (i’ll fire on one of you b-tch-ass n-ggas)
[chorus]
dear mr. boosie, i been listenin’ to your music (yup)
ever since i was a juvie, i was locked up in juvie (for real)
quotin’ lines out your movie like, “look out, n-gga” (look out, n-gga, look out)
like, “you find a fifty here, i’m p-ssy,” i’m p-ssy, n-gga (you find a fifty here, i’m p-ssy, n-gga)
dear mr. boosie, i been listenin’ to your music
ever since i was a juvie (yeah), i was locked up in juvie (locked up)
quotin’ lines out your movie like, “look out, n-gga” (boopac, n-gga, h-ll you talkin’ ’bout?)
like, “you find a fifty here, i’m p-ssy,” i’m p-ssy, n-gga

- hotboy wes

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