Yeah, Booch he back again and he ain't never gonna turn his back
You just pulled up on him wrong, here the homie, where's your strap
Every time you come without a partner, ain't no turning back
You gon' lose your life for real and you ain't never coming back
I ain't with that talking shit, just grab the blick and up the skull
Freddy make some moves and then we pack a punch like get the bro
Hit him in the chest and we hit him with a holoscope
Leave him on the ground, tender heart and a frozen pulse
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Yeah his bitch ain't his bitch, yeah she mine, oh
Yeah his bitch want the Dick first in line, oh
She said yours ain't that good, want's mine, oh
She friendly but she ain't that kind, oh
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She said she ain't got friends, she mine, oh
I'ma take her out, wine and dine, oh
We can go to Paris if you tryin, oh
Then I can go f*ck you from behind, oh
Me not want greens, me want blues, oh
Me not like checks, we like choos, oh
(Nike)
Playin' this bitch like a flute, oh
Beat up her pussy, it's loose, oh
She got a friend to f*ck too, oh
Beat down the walls, pussy juice, oh
What Nardo said, we all go mute, oh
Then we hangin' with them lions in them zoos, oh
Yeah, Booch he back again and he ain't never gonna turn his back
You just pulled up on the wrong hitta, homie, where's your strap
Every time you come without a partner, ain't no turnin' back
You gon' lose your life for real and you ain't never comin' back
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