Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Lil Son, artist - Boosie Badazz. Album song Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lil Boosie
Song language: English
My Lil Son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy, I son that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy, Aight, send that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy, I son that boy |
Aight, send that boy, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
I son that boy, Yeah, that’s my lil son, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, Aight, send that boy |
Aight, send that boy, That my son |
I son that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy |
Don’t play with my lil son, That my son, Aight send that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, he dumb |
Referee official, stretch you out, he dumb |
He ridin' round with a fishin' pole |
Look at him, he dumb |
He clutchin', he know nigguhs won’t get at him |
He dumb, I will send my son to spit at you |
(What's ha’nin' nigguh) |
Fuck everybody who remember you |
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour |
I’ll send my dog to dog you, you’re dog food |
My son’ll blam you for a half ounce of dog food |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy, I son that boy |
Aight, send that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, Aight, send that boy |
Aight, send that boy, That’s my son, I son that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy |
Don’t play with my lil son, That my son, Aight send that boy |
Who you thinkin' bout slidin' on, nigguh |
No, I ain’t goin' for it |
38 baby, I’m out that north, bitch, I got plenty roids |
NBA Joe, he trained to go, I’ll send that boy |
Fuck who he ridin' with, I want him gone |
Big brother, finish him, (fuck that nigguh) |
Dude career gone, we around, he on heroin |
My lil son outta Brookstown, murk a nigguh for a Iphone |
Play with my name, think it’s a game |
What type a shit you on? |
No, I won’t respond on Instagram, I ain’t beefin' |
Boy, I ain’t gon' play with you, spittin' on yo' block with a hunnid shots |
We gon' get rid of you, we don’t give a damn, you gon' get slammed when I wet |
you |
All out the window with that stick, we gon' fuck over you |
On 3 'n'em, bitchass |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy, I son that boy |
Aight, send that boy, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
I son that boy, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, Aight, send that boy |
Aight, send that boy, That my son |
I son that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy |
Don’t play with my lil son, That my son, I’ll send that boy |
I’ll send that boy in broad day, (I swear to God) |
got that gas, that circle K |
Just like a chip, you play with me, you gon' lay |
You know I keep that fork and Glock like it’s my bae |
The clip hang off the Glock just like a braid |
I’m sippin' on yellow, this ain’t lemonade |
These niggas savor this,, the chopper got a blade |
Bitch, get outta line, you gettin' faded |
And all my nigguhs pay |
Got chains on my neck like I’m a slave |
But take you to your grave |
That clip up on that chopper may get you, ay |
I’m Mister Bang-Bang |
My son’ll get you on the muscle |
And take all of your money, fuck your hustle |
Them chopper bullets burn, just like Usher |
Bitch, I’ll be fuckin' hoes all in Russia |
Bitch, I can get you touched all in Russia, (Know I can) |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy, I son that boy |
Aight, send that boy, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
I son that boy, Yeah, that’s my lil son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, Aight, send that boy |
Aight, send that boy, That my son |
I son that boy |
Yeah, that’s my lil son, I son that boy |
Don’t play with my lil son, That my son, I’ll send that boy |