Lil’ Boosie & Webbie – Porch lyrics

(Chorus)x4
I got me sum iron a soon as i left tha porch, And only time a bust it for nuthin is on tha 4th.

(Verse 1)
I wanted to make sum cheese my cousin was a baby baller,
He fronted me 4 zones and threw me tha old revolver,
A quarter pound of weed and im known for smokin a blunt,
And my niggas came to me cause they knew lil webbie would front,
Nomore weed to blow now my cousin joce,
I got no cheese to score but i know this nigga wit a bundle of yola,
One plus one equals two right,
So i might as well go head and rob’em and shoot’em right,
My cuz had tha same plan and he got six years,
My nigga had tha same plan he got a quarter mill this shit is real,
I keep my shit all in tha club wit me,
When i rent a room i got my shit all by tha tub wit me,
Dont fuck wit me or it will quickly get real ugly,
Bitch i am straight i aint no fake so stop that muggin me,
Dont freeze tha beef make it heat nigga lets do this shit,
And we gone prove tha fuckin savage when i shoot a bitch no foolishness.

(Chorus)x4
I got me sum iron a soon as i left tha porch, And only time a bust it for nuthin is on tha 4th.

(Verse 2)
I got my shit wen i was 12 hustlin on tha vl,
Knew daddy would raise hell so i stashed it in tha canal,
I chilled under a tree wit lil slugga and caught sells,
Packin sumthin wit 12 and i guess them niggas could tell,
Ready for tha rampage nigga any damn day,
Full of dam ngin wit a damn 12 gauge,
Fuck school court and a job,
Go to jail id rather hide go to work id rather rob,
Me and lil mike gettin hide wit lil clyde man holla at my nigga he got pounds goin for 5,
I cant trust no hoe like i trust me,
Except tha damn K and i call her ass sabrina,
Smokin indonesia in tha regal wit tha screens,
My round done pulled out a sumthin shiney wit a bling,
Semi automatic fully loaded wit a beam,
But only time we let u niggas see it is wen it scream.

(Chorus)x4
I got me sum iron a soon as i left tha porch, And only time a bust it for nuthin is on tha 4th.

(Verse 3)
When i was 14 i stole a smith and wessen lets hit tha club,
Follow tha bitch home then we jack’em for tha dubs,
Nigga want my head cuz im fuckin all tha gurls,
Some niggas want me dead cuz i beat they ass up,
Illegal fuckin pistols nigga come on mask up,
Aimin fuckin missles they gone tear yo ass up,
Savage ass niggas man we smoke tha grass up,
Cut throats fuckin right bitch dont put it past us,
Rougish ass nigga bitch i get it how i live,
Pussy ass nigga bitch i call’em how i see’em,
Fuckin right i got yo rims nigga,
Fuckin right i got some ends fuckin right i drank that gin nigga,
U Fuckin right i know lil ken nigga,
Fuckin right he got a regal,
Fuckin right that bitch illegal nigga,
Hell yea i got a double barrell u fuckin right,
Ask that nigga mike man he seen it last night.

(Chorus)x4
I got me sum iron a soon as i left tha porch, And only time a bust it for nuthin is on tha 4th.

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