Boom

[Intro]

Just when it seemed I got everything straight and squared away, I gotta do songs like this that go against my good judgment. Fvck y'all. Hell yeah. In a real way. You know why? Check it out. I did everything in my motherfvcking power to help you little b*tch a** ni**, and y'all wanna talk about me?

[Verse 1]

I'm just handling my business

Doing what I gotta to stay in this

But the motherfvcking pressure is tremendous

All over the world, b*tches and ladies wanna fvck us

And ni** be set-tripping 'cause they svck us

On the outside, it's plain to see

That rich and famous is the thang to be

With one-time tripping when they see a nice car

And groupie ni** kissing ass because we stars

Parties in the hotel, parties on the yacht

Parties in the back of my limousine hitting pop

And I don't give fvck that your single's outselling mine

Just give me a fifth of Remy Martin and I'm fine

But it seems like my crowd's getting smaller (why's that?)

'Cause everybody's jealous of a baller

So when I come up to go back and get the ni**s that I used to ride with, they don't know who to side with

And these mark a** ni** in the game

Talking whole sh*t just to come up with my name

When I catch your a**es in person, ain't no hesitation

Just prepare for the motherfvcking confrontation

I make you say too much now

Fvck them record it's some dissing, ni**, ni** getting touched now

And the street is where you meet your doom

Ni** I don't think you really wanna hear my gauge go boom

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[Chorus]

(you know that's right, p**ping everyday and every night)

'Cause my sh*ts go BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything and every night)

I said my sh*t go BOOM, BOOM BOOM, BOOM BOOM BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

My sh*t goes BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

[Verse 2]

I grew my motherfvcking hair back

To give you nig** something to stare at

'cause you ugly motherfvckers can't wear that style

Just one of many that I've introduced

And you perpetrators know who to defuse

Trying wear feathers with them Shirley Temples

Aand gang of bimblers on ya couldn't still with my dimples

Looking just like a fat simile of me

O.G from CPT, Westside, nig** please

Yeah, thanks for the compliment

But can get you get up my shit so I can represent?

And to you punk motherfvckers trying to diss my sh*t

'Cause the only real master's plan

Is ten Ben Franks folded in my hand

So fvck you and your mark a** clique

You ain't no riders, y'all just bunch of run-and-hiders

Now y'all ain't nothing but a broke down clique

A over-the-hill alcoholic jocking each other's shit

Sold ten records talking about who the hardest and the softest

But there's work at the post office

So don't ever try to get like this

'Cause although you can see me, you can never be me

And your whack-a** career is doomed

'Cause even if your album was the sh*t you can never go boom

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

Nigga, You never go BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

You can't blow up you dud, you never go BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

Yes, you never go BOOM

(you know that's right, pe*ping everything every night)

Let me give ya little b*tch a** a break....

Hell yeah...

And it don't stop...

Y'all really don't understand, y'all can't FVCK with me...

Stay down...

I ain't finished...

[Verse 3]

Now you know you can't saw me

I got the gangsta sh*t that's making b*tches like MC Eiht salty

Yeah, eating his babies mama, skinning and grinning in ya face

I fvcked that b*tch now tell me how my d*ck taste

And when you graced that hoe you shoulda salted her

But let me fvck in the same bed with ya daughter

Yeah, the sh*t that I'm popping is a grit

I know what's fight's worth but since you can't fight

Don't even trip you little scary a** b*tch

I heard yo a** cried like Prince when you heard Dollaz + Sense

You losing cool points million down to 76

And what you sound is like your mouth is full of my d*ck

Geeah, let this be a lesson of what I'm all about

And you better keep my motherfvcking name out ya mouth

'Cause it's one in the chamber for every b*tch a** nig** up in ya room, and I don't think ya wanna hear 'em go BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

My sh*t goes BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

My sh*t goes BOOM, BOOM BOOM, BOOM BOOM BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)

My sh*t goes BOOM

(you know that's right, p**ping everything every night)