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Lil Boosie

Genres: Hip-Hop

Everything Lyrics - Lil Boosie

Sup? you got a man 

What the fuck is that? 

You don't know who I am? 

Oh yeah, well, he ain't got shit on me 

 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

 

I'm going out the same way I came in, hard than a motherfucker 

Real street nigga, I ain't nothing like these other suckers 

How much the club cost? I might buy this motherfucker 

Have the feds park right outside this motherfucker 

 

You know the name, bitch, hotter than fish grease 

Got a hundred, moved a hundred that was this week 

She want me to get the room man, this bitch cheap 

But she roll the weed good and she a big freak 

 

We on 75 her hands down my 87's 

Dolce Gabbana belt, you know the Mack-11 

First name Gots, last name Ends 

Fix your mouth, fix your face, you might get a Benz 

 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

 

Put that on momma, my daddy and everything I love 

For everything I rap, my gangstas in the trap 

You can't see me with a magnifying glass 

200 on the dash, try some games, I'll bust ya ass 

 

Nigga whole click, iPhones, nigga, get your shine on 

Used to whip it up and zip it up, now it's the microphone 

No man alive to stop my shine, I'm a hustla mayne 

I want it bad 'cause Bad Azz came from nothing man 

 

Shining on 'em, grinding on 'em 'bout what I'm talking 'bout 

If I show your bitch my house, she gon' take my dick and floss 

Show after show I'm getting dough, 100 G's at a time 

I'm MJ round my way and Louisiana is mine, nigga 

 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

Ya nigga ain't seeing me, I put that on everything 

Put that on everything, put that on everything 

 

Told you before, I'm a man 'bout his business 

Draw the line, right where the family is 

Never cross it, be the boss of it 

Love ya down, until I've exhausted it 

 

Other dudes, they pursue but they're clowns to you 

I kneel down on the real and I pray with you 

And never want too much, I make due for us 

Believe me, I stand on my word 

I put that on everything, believe me when I say 

 

Put that on everything, everything 

Put that on everything, everything 

Put that on everything, everything 

Put that on everything, everything 

Put that on 

 

Put it all on the line for your baby 

Put it all on the line for your [Incomprehensible] 

Put it all on the line for your baby 

Put it all on the line for your [Incomprehensible] 

 

Put it all on the line for your baby 

Put it all on the line for your [Incomprehensible] 

Put it all on the line, put it all on the line 

Put it all on the line 

 

Put that on everything, everything 

Put that on 

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