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letra de i'm still happy - lil boosie

i’m still happy

[talking:]
i’m still happy, n-gg-
be real on the track
bleek i ain’t gon let them n-gg-s stop me from smiling
i come from nothing, look what i got now
gotta be happy

[chorus:]
use to hold my head down, not no mo
diabetes in my body, police kickin in my door
but i’m still happy,
but i’m still happy,
but i’m still happy,
boosie boo still happy, happy
baby mama drama, steady fightin with these hoes,
might be going up the road but guess what,
i’m still happy
i’m still happy,
i’m still happy,
boosie boo still happy, happy
use to hold my head down, not no mo
diabetes in my body, police kickin in my door
but i’m still happy,
but i’m still happy,
but i’m still happy,
boosie boo still happy, happy

[verse 1:]
through all the pain and the struggle, yeah i still smile
house arrest on my leg, but i still smile
still cheesin even if i’m gon be gone a while
still gon get visits from my youngest to my oldest child
walk in my house, look in my closet, you should see this sh-t,
i come from nothin, sometimes i can’t believe this sh-t
several whips rimmed up, that’ll make ya smile
coming up as a child, i walked some longs miles
heard these playa hatas mad cause i’m on now
rappers flag entrepreneur, my money grown now
police kickin down my door, b-tches want they child support
can’t even smoke no mo so i turn to the motrin
and i think i can f-ck any girl in the world
’cause boosie boo the sh-t like the 80’s jheri curl
da lookin at a n-gg- like why you smilin at me
’cause hillar moore yo -ss racist and it’s easy to see

[verse 2:]
alb-m just hit the stores, smilin my -ss off
got ya baby mama and i’m knocking her -ss off
here in jail, oh well, mane i’m laughing at that
coulda been ten to twenty, so i’m happy with that
made 6 beautiful kids, god blessed me with cake
my motivation when i see em is the smile on they face
to be lil boosie bad azz, i wouldn’t trade it for sh-t
you know how many bad b-tches done ate this d-ck?
my daughter making straight a’s, shout-out to ivy and ty
but tootie, he cuttin up, that lil n-gg- f-cked up
plus i’m a boss, i ride where i wanna
stacks on deck, in the hood i got respect
riding through the southside, everybody screamin
pocket full of money, the whole clique leanin
use to hustle front the store, not no mo
started at 500, now it’s 30 grand a show

[verse 3:]
use to be worried bout sh-t that i done heard bout,
now i laugh at they -ss, might throw some cash at they -ss
so many people know i’m holding it down
looking at my old teachers like look at me now!
catch me ridin through the southside throwing it up
hood love the sh-t out me ’cause i keep blowin it up
diabetes in my body, still thankin the lord
use to make a n-gg- mad, now it make me go hard
six cars in the yard, no notes, i’m no joke
probably why a n-gg- be smilin when he going to court
and i never tried c-ke and i’m proud of myself
i’m jigga man down south compared to no one else
wish i had a couple times, i ain’t ready for death
the man up above, that’s my bullet proof vest
tv’s pop out the dresser, flat screens in every room
hit the diving board on my 13 foot pool

- lil boosie

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