Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What About Me, artist - Lil Boosie.
Date of issue: 05.03.2007
Song language: English
What About Me |
They holla juvy, they holla jigga, they holla t.i.p |
They holla akon, and j-kwon but what about me |
They youngbloodz and young gunz, but boosie |
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look |
They holla usher and that lil jon shit |
They holla i smoke i drank but i made that bitch |
They holla manny, baby, wayne, and geezy |
Dont nobody holla boosie like nobody dont believe me |
What about eazy-e, yea he fading for sheezy |
What about aaliyah, what about soulja, what about o.d.b |
What about dmc, the addidas on ya feet, g-nikes to gain ya height |
But me i keep it G, what about c-loc, when i new i was cold |
I was that nigga on the camp like i was 10 years old |
They holla flip, they holla mike jones, they holla bone crusher |
That reese and big song and i made headbusser, nigga what about… me |
Thats how im feeling when im with my niggas chillin wishing that we had a |
million, what about… me, thats how im feeling looking at my mama ceiling |
wishing that we had a million, what about me |
They holla petey pablo, and the rest of that shit |
They holla puff but im on that deathrow shit |
Im on that never seen a man cry till you seen a man die |
That real faith shit that make you go spray shit |
They holla romeo and bow wow but what about lil boosie |
I want to star up in a movies with hoes in a jacuzzi |
I want to fuck with free and aj and freestyle with tigger |
Blow doe wit beanie siegel ride low in q regal |
Im thuggin and them major labels know that |
So they figure if they sign me one year later i’ll have a toe tag, look |
They holla banner, they holla mase, and they holla trick |
But i know somebody know something that boosie shit |
This ain’t no beef song, this what i see when bet on |
And mtv on im peeping ya holmes |
Hollering out lean back and lovers and friends |
But the hardest song to hit the streets was «nigga then», nigga what about… me |
Thats how im feeling when im with my niggas chillin wishing that we had a |
million, what about… me, thats how im feeling looking at my mama ceiling |
wishing that we had a million, what about me |
Im trillville my damn self, im a one man army like russel simmons and def |
Got people rubbing they hair, i still ain’t forgave myself |
Im feeling like tip, im tired of niggas in the cage im feeling like pimp |
Yaw niggas listening to these rappers, they lieing |
Dont think cause this nigga swole bruh, that this nigga soilder |
These niggas telling lies to ya, so april fools |
If you dont bump boo then the jokes on you |
2 line crew, they started all that nasty shit |
And buck down he started all that nasty bitch |
2Pac, told you bout the fucking guns, jigga, told ya how to put the work in the |
can and… run |
They holla skip and wacko, but them niggas they thug though |
And youngbuck i got love for, but what about… me |
They gone feel this bitch here, all across the world, nigga what about… me |
Thats how im feeling when im with my niggas chillin wishing that we had a |
million, what about… me, thats how im feeling looking at my mama ceiling |
wishing that we had a million, what about me |
Say mane, i be feeling like, you know what im saying, somebody, somewhere, |
gotta be hearing me, i should have been blowed up, i know im rawwa than alot of |
these niggas out here, thank a nigga hating somewhere, i dont know what it is, |
ima keep it gutta though, im wildin out, nigga what about… me |