Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mudd, artist - Boosie Badazz. Date of issue: 25.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mudd |
| Tha mudd |
| Movin' packs up out my Granny house |
| Tha mudd |
| Every pack, I’m tryna stretch it out |
| Tha mudd |
| He play wit' mine, I gotta stretch him out |
| Tha mudd |
| Gotta keep milk up in my baby mouth |
| Tha mudd |
| Got a quota that I gotta meet |
| Tha mudd |
| Got a pot, some soda, and some fire D |
| I hope I win shootin' craps |
| It been a long day |
| On tha corner hustlin' everyday |
| I came a long way (Boosie Badazz) |
| We thug in my city |
| We thug |
| I get this shit out tha mudd |
| I never took from tha plug |
| I’m loyal so now I’m tha plug |
| I used to walk in tha mall |
| I couldn’t get nuthin out tha mall |
| This was tha mudd and tha gravy |
| This was tha 90s and 80s |
| We can’t get it |
| We gon' steal it |
| GOD gon' forgive us |
| If he surround us wit' these dealers & these killas |
| A mudd man |
| This for my homies doin' time on that walk |
| I hope you give yo time back |
| I hope you walk nigga |
| Tha mudd |
| When you in tha trenches wit' yo boys man |
| Keep a stick like Tarzan |
| Keep yo hittas on guard man |
| We thank, fuck that |
| We ain’t dying broke |
| We put that on GOD man |
| And nigga this tha mudd |
| We give a shit bout tha plug |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We give a fuck bout tha plug |
| We give a shit bout tha plug |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We give a fuck bout tha plug |
| I keep a stick like I’m Tarzan |
| Keep me some pounds like I’m weight liftin |
| Yella, Yella in my Maison Margiela’s |
| I’m out my body |
| Like I’m shape shiftin' |
| I got some niggas that keep a automatic |
| Off in tha attic |
| I serve a pack, and skate off like a bandit |
| I’m in tha cut |
| I’m posted like a bandit |
| 2 cups stuffed up |
| Fucked up, bucked up |
| Fuck all that other shit |
| Niggas want beef |
| And I had bout enough of this |
| Stick to tha code |
| Don’t call me by my government |
| I saw 100 bands |
| Fell in love wit' it |
| Oh |
| Fell in love wit tha coke |
| Runnin' thru packs on tha regular |
| Oooh |
| Word on tha street |
| That Yung Bleu, he tha truth |
| I’m wit some yung niggas |
| We on tha loose |
| Choppers on deck |
| We pop up wit a few |
| I’m in tha dirty A, pop out tha roof |
| I’m that yung nigga that still got tha juice |
| Syndicate shit |
| U can’t fuck wit tha crew |
| Last nigga did went missin' |
| U know that we don’t play that dissin' |
| U know that we don’t play that dissin' |
| When you in tha trenches wit' yo boys man |
| Keep a stick like Tarzan |
| Keep yo hittas on guard man |
| We think, fuck that |
| We ain’t dying broke |
| We put that on GOD man |
| And nigga this tha mudd |
| We give a shit bout tha plug |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We give a fuck bout tha plug |
| We give a shit bout tha plug |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We get this shit out tha mudd |
| We give a fuck bout tha plug |