Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Remember Me , by - Boosie Badazz. Release date: 14.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Remember Me |
| When I leave this motherfucker |
| Nigga better write a book about me |
| Ha haaaa |
| Boosie Bad Azz |
| Hah Hah |
| Look Look |
| Now when I’m gone |
| You gone remember me |
| For everything I said in songs |
| Everybody who I feed was hungry (Good Hearted) |
| For tha family, tha kids, tha homies |
| For all these niggas and bitches hatin' on me |
| So when I’m gone you gon remember me |
| From Baton Rouge, to Tenneessee, to Italy |
| To guarantee when I’m gone they gone remember |
| Da Coogi sweaters da fresh fade da sense of humor |
| Da heart of gold da bad side and all da rumors |
| Remember daddy love ya, that’s to all my kids |
| Momma I gotta go fo you that’s just the way it is |
| Guess da haters gone hate my kids |
| I can see it know |
| Tootie and his lil brother cold blooded |
| Might be 30 |
| Might be 50 |
| Might be 80 mane |
| Want my six figures, niggas a take me to my grave mane |
| Already know how I wanna go |
| But it ain’t my time |
| Never thought I’d see a couple mill fo 25 |
| That’s why I’m legendary |
| I’m rocking these shows |
| Every label I was wit |
| I carried the load |
| Remember my flow remember my voice |
| Remember everything I rap mane |
| I spoke from the heart |
| So when I’m gone they gone remember me |
| For everything I said in songs |
| Everybody who I feed was hungry |
| For tha family, tha kids, tha homies |
| For all these niggas and bitches hatin' on me |
| But When I’m gone they gone remember me |
| For what, for stay being G’d up |
| For lifting up people |
| For my diabetes |
| For keeping it real when all my niggas went commercial |
| Thank you in, when you smell purple |
| So when I’m gone they gone remember me |
| Check this out |
| If a pussy nigga starch me out |
| Do you know how many niggas |
| Running up in yo house |
| Killing mamas killing babies I can see it know |
| Niggas can’t even smoke purple |
| All they know is murder |
| Remember my struggle |
| Remember how long it took to bubble |
| Hugged my sister and my brother |
| Same for my mother |
| Every penny that or more |
| Make sure my kids straight |
| Tell 'em stories keep smiles on my kids face |
| Cause I’m gone be in my own section like Pac |
| But I speak ??? |
| every time that I drop |
| Remember how I used to handle the rocks |
| And stop and pop |
| Remember me the mane man on the block |
| Let the hoes that used to know |
| From way before |
| Kiss me from my head to my toes fo sho |
| Remember my cars my shining pieces |
| My long fight wit diabetes |
| Mane |