Crayola

Lil Boosie Badazz

I'm gon' name this bitch here Crayola

'Cause I ride different colors e'ryday, ****, believe that

Let's go

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

You might see me in a

White Challenger, white rims, white hat

Black Challenger, black rims, black gat

Blue Challenger, blue rims, blue weed

Orange Challenger, that Dukes of Hazzard up in me

Lexus coupe, drop top so you can see

Painted candy red, bow legged like candy red

On Sunday, I be stunting, I hop up in my Bentley

Thank the man up above for blessings He done sent me

Green Charger drop top, called it Master Splinter

Glocks pop, wilding out, hanging out the window

On Wednesdays, I be chilling but be swervy

Smoking purple in my '08 Suburban

Too many cars, ain't no room in my yard

I go low key and I could jump up in my bitch's Jaguar, I'm balling

Feds following me 'round, they're nosy, tryna see

But every car's got tint, how you gon' know it's me?

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

I got the lime green drop top

Can't ride it if it's too cold

Can't ride it if it's too hot

That thing'll make you pop

Flat screens in our trunk, we got our own movies

So you ain't gotta go to the theater, just call Boosie

And that yellow yellow on my shit

Match with my yellow watch, girls on my dick

People don't understand how I floss like this

People like, is this a cable car around your wrist?

You know we ball on the weekend

A line of cars, bad broads trying to jump in

Same color as my whip, I'm real fly

Yellow yellow, green green, my self esteem high

When it be raining, man, I jump in my old school

When it's a game, it's like a train when we roll through

You feel me, mane? Bitch, stacks on deck

Get out the big dog's way

I'm like, what I'm gon' drive today?

Crayola, Crayola

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

Now, all through the week, I be in the street

Looking real flashy, my whip real nasty

Leave church on Sunday, jump up in my Bentley

Thank the man up above for blessings He done sent me

Now, Monday I'm back stunting, I jumped up in my Charger

The red one, the wet one, had them hoes like, whoo, Boosie

Navigation on my whip, I can't go wrong

Candy red on that bitch, all the mirror chrome

Night time, the right time, I be swerving

Smoking purple in my '07 Suburban

Monte Carlo, all black, this Crayola shit is real talk

And when I floss, I let them birds out

Gave my momma my Corvette, that silver thing

A nice hoss, flossed out with some diamond rings

People in the hood like, Boosie, you ignorant

But daughter like daddy, you sick with this

Crayola

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

Ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy

Crayola, Crayola

I ride different colors every day

I ain't playing with these ****, stunting like baby

**** in the hood hollering, Boosie gone crazy