What About Me Lyrics - Lil Boosie

This how they got me feeling right now, look, nigga what about, me, what about boo. 

They holla Juvi', they holla Jigga, they holla T.I.P. 

They holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me 

They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie 

He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look 

They holla Usher and that Lil Jon shit, 

They hollerin' out I smoke I drank but I made that bitch 

They holla Manny, Baby, Wayne, and Jeezy 

Don't nobody holla Boosie like nobody don't believe me 

What about Eazy-E, yea he fading for sheezy 

What about Aaliyah, what about Soulja, what about O.D.B 

What about DMC, them Adidas on ya feet, g-nikes to gain ya height 

But me I keep it G, what about C-Loc, when I new I was cold 

I was that nigga on the camp like I was 10 years old 

They holla Flip, they holla Mike Jones, and holla Bone Crusher 

That's Reese and big song and I made headbusser, nigga what about, me 

That's how I'm feeling when I'm with my niggas chillin' 

Wishing that we had a million, 

What about, me, 

That's how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, 

What about me 

They holla Petey Pablo, and the rest of that shit 

They holla Puff but I'm on that Death Row shit 

I'm on that never seen a man cry till you seen a man die 

That real faith shit that make you go spray shit 

They holla Romeo and Bow Wow but what about Lil' Boosie 

I want to star up in a movie with hoes in a jacuzzi 

I want to fuck with Free and AJ and freestyle with Tigger 

Blow dope wit' Beanie Segel ride low in q regal 

I'm thuggin' and them major labels know that 

So they figure if they sign me one year later I'll have a toe tag, look 

They holla banner, they holla Ma$e, and they holla Trick 

But I know somebody know somebody 'bout that Boosie shit 

This ain't no beef song, this what I see when BET on 

And MTV on I'm peeping ya holmes 

Hollering out lean back and lovers and friends 

But the hardest song to hit the streets was "nigga then", nigga what about, me 

That's how I'm feeling when I'm with my niggas chillin' 

Wishing that we had a million, 

What about, me, 

That's how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, 

What about me 

I'm trillville my damn self, I'm a one man army like Russel Simmons and Def 

Got people rubbing they hair, I still ain't forgave myself 

I'm feeling like tip, I'm tired of niggas in the cage I'm feeling like pimp 

Y'all niggas listening to these rappers, they liein' 

Don't think cause this nigga swole bruh, that this nigga soilder 

These niggas telling lies to ya, so April fools 

If you don't bump boo then the jokes on you 

2 Live Crew, they started all that nasty shit 

And Duck Down he started all that nasty bitch 

Tupac, told you bout the fucking guns, jigga, 

Told ya how to put the work in the can and, run 

They holla skip and wacko, but them niggas they thug though 

And Youngbuck I got love for, but what about, me 

They gone feel this bitch here, 

All across the world, 

Nigga what about, me 

That's how I'm feeling when I'm with my niggas chillin' 

Wishing that we had a million, 

What about, me, 

That's how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, 

What about me 

Say mane, I be feeling like, you know what I'm saying, somebody, 

Somewhere, gotta be hearing me, I should have been blowed up, 

I know I'm raw than a lot of these niggas out here, 

Think a nigga hating somewhere, 

I don't know what it is, I'ma keep it gutta though, 

I'm wildin' out, nigga what about, me