Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Chrstimas Lounge Carol (Lounge Music for Christmas) , by - Christmas CafeRelease date: 08.11.2011
Song language: English
A Chrstimas Lounge Carol (Lounge Music for Christmas) |
| Intro: LiL Boosie Bad ass |
| Alot Of theese niggas ain’t ready ta be no gangsta So my word of advice to yall |
| niggas, chill out |
| 1st Verse |
| Nobody hate me cause they love me. |
| They know im thuggin i ain’t backin down from |
| nothin i ain’t stuntin (patna). |
| Im from a real street whid real heat called |
| Gstreet, cross the trap we 50 deep how the thugs greet. |
| Bein niggas from fat, |
| skinny, ta thin niggas chill out for you be up in that jail house mamas ain’t |
| bring us up to be no gangstas, the hood got us all with anger hood got us all |
| in danger. |
| Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle, another kidney |
| gettin weak, from every swallow. |
| Thought he was gone kill one when he bust that |
| choppa. |
| He let it off and killed wohty, and all his patnas. |
| Now he locked up in |
| a 6 man cell (Gettin Fucked). |
| When he touch down he a straight up gal. |
| Wan be a husla ain’t even got no street since. |
| You dont deserve it anyway. |
| Ain’t from that durty anyway |
| Chours; |
| Its to late to be the dope man (Chill Out) |
| Hoes Love You Till You Broke Man (Chill Out) |
| Watch Ya Friends Real Close Man (Chill Out) |
| They Give You life up in court LiL nigga chill out |
| 2nd Verse: |
| You wanna life sentence?(think about it) you wanna get put on lockdown were you |
| can’t write niggas? |
| you wanna get threw onthat wrong line to fight niggas? |
| you wanna get 20 to life come home stressin on that pipe nigga? |
| if u wanna be a rapper u gotta b dedicated (see mee) nigga couldn’t tell boosie |
| shit thats how lil boosie made it nigguhhh chill out, take dat grill out yo |
| mouth, go and sell it fo 300 go get a half a oz (haaha)money talk, |
| bullshit walk a thousand milles ho’s go say dey love a nigga but dey love da |
| shinee so many niggas want my shine so i keep a 9, if im stressin i need purple |
| 2 ease my miiind u dont know bout taken losses you dont know bout throwin |
| crosses u dont no bout communicatin wit bosses u got yo gold in yo mouth and |
| got yo pistol now ain’t nobody done ya nutin BUT, u a killa now |
| Chours; |
| Its to late to be the dope man (Chill Out) |
| Hoes Love You Till You Broke Man (Chill Out) |
| Watch Ya Friends Real Close Man (Chill Out) |
| They Give You life up in court LiL nigga chill out |
| 3rd Verse: |
| U ain’t tired nigga? |
| u can’t c dat yo momma eyes ain’t dried yet? |
| (LOOK AT EM) you get caught on dat ride u gone be quiet (g code!) u got dat |
| pistol u ready for that fire play where ya mind at? |
| u got screws in ya head u |
| ain’t retarded in a retarded way but i guess u thuggin so u betta be bout that |
| pistol play donkey chill out, eva since he been out laughin lookin happy his |
| lil cuz takin ova the south but all the boys already thuggin, will it come back |
| to haunt him, come back on our baby mommas me? |
| im mister 106, can’t fuck wit no |
| bitch tryna chill my ass out lil boosie on that otha shit shoulda told glen 2 |
| chill out and slow his roll, but i told him to go get laptops and 44's forgive |
| me god my heart wuz cold real gangstas dont see 25 wut i was told |