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Lil Boosie lyrics - Zoom (feat. Yung Joc)

album: Bad Azz
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[Chorus - Yung Joc]:
Everybody like 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
They on them dubs like
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 

[Verse 1 - Lil Boosie]:

I'm Boosie Bad Azz
and I'll zoom right by you 
760 partna Crispy Cream on the tires
smoke that fire 
purple cush by the pound 
ask my dog Webbie 
this is how it goes down 
from my hood to yo hood, man 
we making money 
in the club we poppin bottles 
the room we hitting models 
rollin through the bottom 
all the kids holla 'Boosie' 
this life a nigga livin 
like I'm starring in a movie 
fresh out the jacuzzi
a little powder on my chest 
got thirty on my neck
turkey mell just cut ya check 
now I'm zoomin' in my Charger 
on them 24's 
got a thing about BigHead
Pimp so slow ya roll 
ice cold from my neck to my wrist 
we gettin paid 
on my feet I got them J's 
play with me I got them things 
red Gucci shades 
me and Joc gettin' paid 
now the whole United States
takin pictures all day 

[Chorus - Yung Joc]:
Fresh pair of J's 
I hit the club stuntin 
With a fresh pair of shades 
Makin that money 
Everybody gettin paid 
And everything lovely 
And I'm doing my thing 
My thing 
My thing 

Everybody like 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
We on them dubs like
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
We walk off in the club like 

[Verse 2 - Yung Joc]:
Every day im hustlin 
They think I'm Rick Ross 
As soon I fuck em' 
tell the hoes to get lost 
a lot of niggas mad 
they all pissed off 
If a nigga think he bad 
tell him 'Jump' like 'Kris Kross' 
I pop a triple tag 
what the wrist cost 
you could see me splurge 
help break us off 
just ask my nigga Boosie 
he tell you what it is 
face card good 
cuz the face card trill 
if you got a problem 
I suggest you head home 
you in the red zone 
nigga get ya head gone 
don't hit me on the chirp 
nigga that the fed phone 
talkin' bout the work 
nigga you dead wrong 
I keep them beams 
for them hoes sellin' dreams 
no hoes on team 
I like my clothes hrisp and clean 
I like my doe crisp and clean 
64 on lean
that my nigga 
get that work for them feigns 

[Chorus - Yung Joc]:
Fresh pair of J's 
I hit the club stuntin 
With a fresh pair of shades 
Makin that money 
Everybody gettin paid 
And everything lovely 
And I'm doing my thing 
My thing 
My thing 

Everybody like 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
We on them dubs like
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom
We walk off in the club like 

[Verse 3 - Lil Boosie]:
I be zoomin' in my drop top 
mobbin' through the city 
fresh fade 
fresh J's 
with two bad bitches 
one named Sara 
one named Tina 
together they make weather like Katrina 
they a fool shawty 
red she a ruff rider 
she get on back of that motorbike 
and all you see is back on that motorbike 
I drive fast car 
they call me Nascar 
but I'm in love with that hemi 
get retarded 
in Ferraris 
I get loose in the coup 
paranoid like Pac 
so I keep that glock 
when I zoom zoom 
man after that 
lets get a room room 
I need a dime piece 
a fine freak
get on back 
you can ride on the bike 
or in the 'Lac 
now we got everybody zoomin'
the lil' kids zoomin'
look like you got a hit Boosie

[Chorus - Yung Joc]:
Fresh pair of J's 
I hit the club stuntin 
With a fresh pair of shades 
Makin that money 
Everybody gettin paid 
And everything lovely 
And I'm doing my thing 
My thing 
My thing 

Everybody like 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
We on them dubs like
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom
We walk off in the club like 

We in here
Get off the pedal like 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
And all my girls like 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
And all my thugs like
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
Look at it 
Zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom