Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boonapalist, artist - Master P. Album song Only God Can Judge Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Boonapalist |
You wanna half, or you ready for the whole thing? |
You ready for the whole thing? |
Shit, you ain’t gon' change on a nigga ha? |
Tchk, no |
I’ma make you out my boonapalist, ya heard me? |
That’s straight |
Keep it real with me and I’ll keep it real with you |
No matter what the world may think, boy I’ll always be your Boo |
I’ma let you shine, all the time |
But when we roll, through the ghetto, tell them niggas, you mine |
I’ma let you shine, all the time |
But when we roll, through the ghetto, tell them niggas, you mine |
My ghetto boonapalist, I wanna see you topless |
Lie you in my bed like the six-fo', then drop this |
To a deck, overlookin, a beautiful ocean sight |
Take you out the ghetto, if it’s only fo' one night |
I’ma keep it real girl, I ain’t gon' bullshit or stunt |
See I make my money, every first of the month |
If you could, be there for me like I’ma, be there for you |
Everything that you could think about I’ma make it, come true |
I 'member you used to visit me in jail, some say that love is blind |
But I told you when I get out, I’ma make sure that you shine |
A couple of carats around your finger, baguettes around your wrist |
A couple of million in the bank, damn we the shit |
Put the kids in private school, but still pack that tool |
Cause you know them niggas think we rich |
They gon' act a fuckin fool |
Keep it real with me and I’ll keep it real with you |
No matter what the world may think, boy I’ll always be your Boo |
I’ma let you shine, all the time |
But when we roll, through the ghetto, tell them niggas, you mine |
I’ma let you shine, all the time |
But when we roll, through the ghetto, tell them niggas, you mine |
Keep it real with me and I’ll keep it real with you |
No matter what the world may think, boy I’ll always be your Boo |
Yo, but when I greet you I greet you like you a lady |
I just ask your name, I never say «Yo whazzup baby?» |
Because you lookin fine, havin a beautiful day |
Now it’ll be my pleasure just to greet you up on your way |
Wherever you goin, we can even jump in the ride |
I’ll drive you round the city, be your chaffeur, make it live |
Don’t means I wanna creep witchu, just wanna be witchu |
Girl you keep it real with me |
And look I keep it real with you too Boo |
All of these feelings I’m holdin inside |
Some feelings I can never hide |
I never keep a secret or tell a lie |
I’ma let you shine all the time |
And when you roll through the ghetto |
Let them niggas know that you mine, ya heard me? |
Keep it real with me and I’ll keep it real with you |
No matter what the world may think, boy I’ll always be your Boo |
I’ma let you shine, all the time |
But when we roll, through the ghetto, tell them niggas, you mine |
I’ma let you shine, all the time |
But when we roll, through the ghetto, tell them niggas, you mine |
You don’t ever have to worry bout me sayin I’m your lady |
Keep it real with me cause boy you know you really drive me crazy |
All I want. |
is for us, to be, together |
No matter what. |
I’ll be there through stormy weather |
Keep it real with me and I’ll keep it real with you |
No matter what the world may think, boy I’ll always be your Boo |
Keep it real with me and I’ll keep it real with you |
No matter what the world may think, boy I’ll always be your Boo |
My ghetto boonapalist ya heard me? |
My boonapalist -- every thug need one |
That’s a woman that ain’t gon', stress her man, ya heard me? |
Every thug need a boonapalist, uh-heh |
She know when you out there hustlin, she gon' be there for you |
And when you locked down, she gon' be there for you |
When things ain’t right, she gon' be there for you |
When yo' paper ain’t right, her paper gon' be right, ya heard me? |
That’s a boonapalist, that’s what I need |
That’s what I need a boonapalist |
But all the homies out there |
If your boonapalist straight, and you come up, huh |
You take your boonapalist and, you put her on top, ya heard me? |
That’s that boonapalist love, ya heard me? |