Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boo Hoo Hoo, artist - Lil' Rob. Date of issue: 04.06.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Boo Hoo Hoo |
| These fuckin' vatos homeboy |
| Just don’t know when to shut the fuck up ey |
| I mean, they cry like little fuckin' girls and shit, you know? |
| It’s like, what the fuck is your problem perro? |
| Quit your cryin' bitches, no llores |
| Pobresito has an issue |
| Here’s some tissue |
| Toughen up big guy, don’t cry, dry your eyes |
| It’s ok, maybe someday you’ll find your way without me |
| But if you play, you pay |
| You couldn’t fuck with me on your best day on my worst day |
| Been rappin' for a long time, it still sounds like your first day |
| What’s worst ey, you think that you put it down like I do |
| I know you’d like to but you can’t do |
| That’s just somethin' that you can’t do |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) |
| Quit your cryin' bitches |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you |
| Dry your eyes, no need to cry |
| Keep your pillow dry |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) |
| Quit your cryin' bitches |
| Boo hoo hoo poor you |
| (Hey wait a minute dawg, wait a fuckin' minute holmes) |
| Where the fuck do you get off talkin' shit about my neighborhood? |
| Comin' from you it don’t mean shit 'cause I know you never claimed a hood |
| I’ve been drunk in this town, high in this town |
| Shot for my town, brought up in this town |
| Puttin' it down, good times and bad |
| Hop in the Cad, just fuckin' around |
| And doin' the things that you never did as a kid, but you wish you did |
| So the things you say now wouldn’t be bullshit |
| Never did shit, never will do shit |
| I’m from S. D 858 but I know you’re a 619er |
| Ese Lil Rob, San Diego, no one does it tighter |
| Pass the fuckin' wire |
| (Wait a minute, let me get this right then dawg) |
| He disses him, then he disses him |
| Then he misses him, then they’re friends again |
| I’m on the other end, smokin' pot with a plot to win |
| Now they’re dissin' me, it’s obvious to see |
| They’re tryin get the best of me |
| They’re not affectin' me physically or mentally |
| Wasn’t time to mess with me, this shit was meant for me |
| It was meant to be, sad to see you’re sad, too bad you’re mad |
| But I’m workin' on my platinum plaque |
| Then after that they’re back to back |
| I’ve got places to go, people to see |
| Go to a show and they’re waitin' for me |
| Better than that, they’re payin' for me |
| It’s no wonder why you been cryin' lately |
| (Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry) |