Boosie BadAzz - Period lyrics

You ain’t no gangster, period (Period) You ain’t no gangster, you ain’t no gangster You ain’t no gangster, period Startin’ that .., b***h, you get slapped You ain’t no gangster, period, period, period You ni**as be talkin’ like gangsters (Like gangsters) But I ain’t gon’ play with you, period B***h in the back, full of that Boosie juice Tryna f**k on her period I put a b***h up, blood on my aim But it ain’t come from her period You ni**as be playin’, you ni**as be playin’ But I ain’t gon’ play with you, period Let’s go! I ain’t finna play with a n***a I do it on sight, ain’t gon’ lay on a n***a These lil’ ni**as know I go baby, lil’ n***a “That’s Baby, that lil’ n***a stay with a pistol” (Yeah, b***h) I can’t wait to do it, lil’ n***a Like the s**t that you pop in your music, lil’ n***a Got a b***h that I hit every Tu esday, n***a Send a hit, f**k around and go Boosie, lil’ n***a They call m e “Boosie”, I go stupid Keep the K ’cause it’s serious If I know ya, don’t know ya, you ain’t gon’ play with me, period (P***y-a*s) I make you walk it out, walk it out, walk it out Yeah, bought what I’m talkin’ ’bout Big mouth, shock collar, two Rottweilers like Nino Runnin’ up hundreds and cash she tryna f**k on a rat Please tell your p***y-a*s baby daddy, be cool, girl ‘fore I get on his a*s Diamonds like “Yeah”, diamonds like “Yeah, b***h I’m a boss” (Boss) I’m .. your .. you gon’ die for chasin’ that clout (Bow) I send them bars in your house (Bow), same ni**as sleep on my couch (Yeah) The more ni**as crossin’ the line, them ni**as gon’ go get a house I make that music, make heads bounce I got them shooters, gon’ air it out I got the juice, but you got no juice What you wanna do? B***h, let’s set it off You ni**as be talkin’ like gangsters (Like gangsters) But I ain’t gon’ play with you, period B***h in the back, full of that Boosie juice Tryna f**k on her period I put a b***h up, blood on my aim But it ain’t come from her period You ni**as be playin’, you ni**as be playin’ But I ain’t gon’ play with you, period Let’s go! I ain’t finna play with a n***a I do it on sight, ain’t gon’ lay on a n***a These lil’ ni**as know I go baby, lil’ n***a “That’s Baby, that lil’ n***a stay with a pistol” (Yeah, b***h) I can’t wait to do it, lil’ n***a Like the s**t that you pop in your music, lil’ n***a Got a b***h that I hit every Tuesday, n***a Send a hit, f**k around and go Boosie, lil’ n***a Okay, let’s go I got a b***h from the hood when I hit from the back, yeah, her booty, it jiggle (Yeah) I’m up in New York like Jigga My lil’ n***a just flew in the pistol Just got off the phone when my people got shot at, them ni**as can shoot but they missed ’em (Ha) Soon as you knock ’em off, I’ma send ’em Pull out blue hundreds with my picture (Blue) N***a be actin’ like I gotta do some, I don’t gotta do s**t but whisper I’m like “Ayy, go bun that n***a That n***a (Him too), and every n***a with ’em” N***a like to know I play in my video Play with my kids and play with y’all b*tches But I bet ya I’ma play up there with God or play ball on the yard Before I play with y’all ni**as (B***h-a*s ni**as) You ni**as be talkin’ like gangsters (Like gangsters) But I ain’t gon’ play with you, period (Yeah) B***h in the back, full of that Boosie juice Tryna f**k on her period (Ooh) I put a b***h up, blood on my aim But it ain’t come from her period You ni**as be playin’, you ni**as be playin’ But I ain’t gon’ play with you, period Let’s go! I ain’t finna play with a n***a I do it on sight, ain’t gon’ lay on a n***a (Yeah) These lil’ ni**as know I go baby, lil’ n***a (Uh) “That’s Baby, that lil’ n***a stay with a pistol” (Yeah, b***h) I can’t wait to do it, lil’ n***a Like the s**t that you pop in your music, lil’ n***a (Yeah) Got a b***h that I hit every Tuesday, n***a Send a hit, f**k around and go Boosie, lil’ n***a (B***h-a*s ni**as) Ayy, Boosie, mane, go give me that goddamn fifteen-hundred I gave you for that feature so I can go put it on a n***a head, real quick Nah n***a, you gettin’ a whole lot of money, and I’ll tell you what You just give me five Gs, and my lil’ partner gon’ handle that, and we gon’ call it even I ain’t fu*kin’ wit’ you bruh I’m gone