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Lil Boosie

Genres: Hip-Hop

Show The World (remix) Lyrics - Lil Boosie

I just wanna show the world 

That I really do this shit 

And I really make quality street music (know what I'm talkin bout) 

And it ain't no mistake that I'm this good 

I just done seen a lot, know what I'm talkin bout 

 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my brother 

You gotta feel this lil' hustla 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my nigga 

You gotta feel this lil' nigga 

 

I got my own voice (blessed) 

Sing my own hooks (blessed) 

Fresh fade nice smile I got my own look (fresh) 

I just like to make people happy (for real) 

4 kids I just like being a good dad 

But I'm a gangsta and I rock shows (you ain't see my shows) 

A people person so you know lil' boosie got hoes 

Damn hoes that's a figure speech 

Get a lotta shit like that when you listen to me 

This for my fans I love y'all 

Straight up y'all a part of me so when they hate 

They hate us 

Money keep a nigga going, do better things 

Man I take it to the bank, I don't make it rain 

But I'm fly like weezy 

Plus the hood niggas man they believe me like jeezy 

And I just like to have a good time 

Hit the yo smoke one and put my life in my rhymes 

 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my brother 

You gotta feel this lil' hustla (boosie badass) 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my nigga 

You gotta feel this lil' nigga (boosie badass) 

 

Father forgive me I was raised on some real shit 

So I can't sugar coat shit, not a lil' bit 

Inside I'm sad about my dad 

Since I lost my grams ain't been giving a damn 

But I still hold my head high 

And sometimes I cry 

But when I cry man I don't know why 

I feel trapped to be a superstar 

100 thousand worth of jewelry to end it 

And I spend it, no problems 

You don't like badass then that's your problem 

M.o.b wouldn't give a damn if they hoes holla 

Love cars love broads with a passion 

Ain't never have shit so I'm flashy 

I work hard go and get it on the road 

Seven month run 750 out for shows get it? 

I'm hood rich still smokin' that good shit 

Still got the same hood clique straight up 

 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my brother 

You gotta feel this lil' hustla (boosie badass) 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my nigga 

You gotta feel this lil' nigga (boosie badass) 

 

I told my teacher to her eyes I'mma make it there 

She ain't even look surprise gave me another f 

Or a fuckin' d heaven you gotta see 

Fuck the world lately, be whatever ever you wanna be 

Ain't nothing like a strong mind and some confidence 

Whenever you step out line it's consequence 

We all overseas, we puffin' weed 

We'll make you niggas bleed yes and fuckin' deed 

Seven forty seven yellin' seven forty seven 

On da real we gotta be a couple miles from heaven 

The world tryin' pull us down we ain't fuckin' let it 

I woulda did some of it different but I don't regret it 

That's one thing about me though I never been a quitter 

That season shit crazy shoutout to the hot spitta 

Rest in peace ma, I'mma be on tv 

Young savage sweet jones trill family 

 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my brother 

You gotta feel this lil' hustla 

We gon' show the world 

The definition of real shit, my nigga 

You gotta feel this lil' nigga 

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