[Verse 1]
If you buck then say so, push a nigga off
With the quickness of my glock fo sheezy, blast a nigga off!
Smoke you like you dro', f**k a sissy hoe, since you wanted to know
Gangsta Boo ain't scared of you, I'll walk up to yo' f**king do'
Na- Na- Na- Na- Na, you can't touch me silly trick
What's the business bitch? I'm the lady of this Memphis shit
Yes I got the hollow words, secret follow words, where the dollar
words
Crazy lady yeah, millionaires, sporting Cartiers
Why don't you come around here, let me put you on some f**kin game
You bitches be lame, dope game, my game hoe!
Yes you, yes you bought, f**k what you haters be thinking or saying
Yes you, yes you bought my CD anyway
I'm a come on out, gold and diamonds in my f**king mouth
What you talking 'bout? So so scandalous stay representin the
South
Riding on them thangs, tryna dodge you player haters man
I'm a stay the same, f**k whoever talking 'bout I done changed
[Chorus: 4X]
I be at the same block, same hood
Same house, same sto', same folks
Looking good bitch, I ain't changed hoe!
[Verse 2]
Can I ask you something, what you bitches tryna prove?
Acting like you buck, when really you look like a damn fool
See me in the streets, you try to chief, and smoke all your weed
I don't want that babby-jazzy shit, I don't speak seeds
Nigga, nigga please I'm Miss Pimpin-Villain Gangsta Boo
F**kin with my niggas, paper chasing tryna get this loot
I ain't tryna take no shit, or be labled as a duck
Never will I go out like that, you got me f**ked up!
You bitches be talking that shit, do you think that you can handle
me?
Raised in B.H.Z., slash North Memphis Tennessee
I don't think so, go and call yo' mother f**king crew
I know where yo' mama stay, I'll send a bullet straight through
Staying high, oh so, oh so high, I'm quick to lose my temper
Bitch, smack you, stomp you down bitch, it be that simple
You know that I be riding in fast cars, quick to hit the strip bar
Sippin on some syrup (sippin on some si-zzurp)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Nigga come and take a ride, what you bitches know about?
F**k you bitches, stick a mother f**king gun in yo' mouth
Hoes be hating cuz I made it rich, 'oohhh...lucky bitch!'
Been down and for years, I still remain untouchable bitch!
Always be the one mean-mugging me, you groupie hoe
Then after the show, you be the one on the flo'
Why you mad at me cuz i chose to, chose to keep it real?
Bitch get bout yo' cheese, stay about yo' hustle only for real
Niggas wanna f**k when they see me on the B.E.T.
Riding in my truck, I pop a flick up in the DVD
Balling through Black Haven, deep as hell in that Suburban man
You silly ass bitches, you wish you could see the shit that I be
seeing man
Still I stay the same, ghetto diva known as Gangsta Boo
Undergroundin' clownin', upside downin', bitch I thought you
knew
Catch me on my corner burner undershirt, some heat
If you got some questions, catch me in the mother-f**king streets
(Bee-yotch!)
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