Fresh Cut

B-O-S-I-E, that's me

Fresh cut, shined up gold

Throw backs and Girbauds

New whips on 24's

And I'm about to hop on them hoes, yeah

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

Look, just got my hair cut, just put my rims on

Just got my throw back out the closet, that Jim Brown

I got Promethazine, I got some crispy jeans

And on my feet, I got some Reeboks straight from New Orleans

PC chain hang, four twelves bang

A bad bitch up on my side, and she givin' brain

I went to Exxon, got filled up, I'm real buff, on top of that, I'm grilled up

Hoes hollin' out the window, Boosie, pass me that indo

I told her, slow down, lil' mama, look, 'cause we ain't kinfolk

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They gon' take Lil Boosie home and act a donkey with him

Show me that thong and its on, give me that head and get bread

I like 'em black, caramel, and red, look

And mister officer, mister officer

Would you please get these dog hoes off of us?

Fresh cut, shined up gold

Throw backs and Girbauds

New whips on 24's

And I'm about to hop on them hoes, yeah

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

You better keep your girl inside, 'cause girls fuckin' **** drive 745

Girls lovin' **** drive 745, and ya rock when ya hustle

And they know ya finna bubble

I know I'm 'bout that trouble, ****, so I don't trip

I got shoes on my whips, and they walkin' like the crips

Hair cut like Steve Harley, blow weed like Bob Marley

I'm a business man, ask my brother Takari

Look, I got a closet full of gear, I got a mall at my house

I got your rent note and your car note all up in my mouth

I be in thighs, be in jeans, and 112 up in the A

With a fine thick yella and I call her cupcake

I'm a gangster, don't you think just 'cause Boosie wearin' pink

I won't come from under this mink and leave you leakin' like ink, ****

Back to the topic, **** know how I'm rockin'

Keep your girl at home 'fore Lil Boosie become your problem

Friday, got on my glasses, Saturday, got on my classics

Holidays, I ain't got on no shirt, I'm straight actin'

Friday, got on my glasses, Saturday, got on my classics

Holidays, I ain't got on no shirt, I'm straight actin'

Fresh cut, shined up gold

Throw backs and Girbauds

New whips on 24's

And I'm about to hop on them hoes, yeah

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

I must be the greatest 'cause I'm loved by the ladies

My throw back from the '80's got these girls gone crazy

Look here, lift up that skirt and let me see somethin'

Huh, bruh, she lookin' like she wanna freak somethin'

Huh, bruh, I'm on the yard, tryna snatch me a nerd

Have they eyes like smokey when I'm turnin' the curb

And they don't like me, they wanna fight me

'Cause I wear Mitchell & Ness and they wear white tees

Get ya money up, that's what make the honeys cut

If you broke all the time, mane, ain't no girl gon' wanna fuck

Look, but for me, I'm the sickest, and yeah, we online

Girls sendin' naked pictures of they fuckin' behinds

In my car, I got blinds, mane, I'm thuggin' them hoes

My bracelet, watch, chain, and my ring rose gold

You can catch me pourin' fours in the club with my woadies

Hoes pullin' on a **** like he Kobe, damn

Fresh cut, shined up gold

Throw backs and Girbauds

New whips on 24's

And I'm about to hop on them hoes, yeah

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****

They be on a ****, yeah, they want a ****