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Correct We Ain't Got Much Lyrics
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Boosie Badazz
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Correct We Ain't Got Much
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[Intro] Man, let's go to the park, y'all Don't nobody wanna go to no park, I wanna go to the pool I wanna go to the pool, too. We go to the park every day Y'all wanna pencil break? No, you always tryna break pencils, you need to be usin' them in class I got better grades than you Both of y'all need to stop arguin', first of all Shut up, I'm goin' home and watch a movie [Verse 1] When I was young my favorite movie was Menace Cousin' go to sleep, I'd be takin' off his tennis Fuckin' with the hood girls at the pool swimmin' When I was half swaggin', when I had no rhythm It's the hood, I was born, every night we had suppers Gamble 'til the sun come, I guess we all hustlers Everybody had a flame, mane, we all had crushes Happy if we had mayonaisse, never had mustard Walked to the movies, stop and eat, Louie's Steal a couple bicycles 'fore I make it home Can't let mama see the bikes, so I park 'em 'round the corn' Diggin' all the gangsters who was ballin' on the corner Know they gon' pop it off 'cause our fuckin' block rolled Daytons and Vogues and Keith Sweat on the speakers Back then we ain't even listen to the fuckin' teachers Mad, mom the only one up in the bleachers, where's dad? Still, we was grateful for the times we never had I say a prayer every night that my cousin' hit up on the dice And get him some cash [Chorus] We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, we comin' up and it's gon' be alright [Verse 2] Heat the water on the stove, make it hot (Make it hot) Make the water bubble up when we fart (B-b-rb) Police puttin' handcuffs on my pops So I cried on Holly Road in '93 Long as we had granny seemed like we had peace How y'all smile that happy when y'all got that least How your hair that nappy and it just got hit I remember Jeanie sayin', "Boosie, brush that shit" Walkin' to the sto' gettin' granny her tobacc' (Ayy) Fuckin' with the youngest they would always bring me laughter (Ayy) Cross a nigga over, step back, hit the three But the ball had lumps, it was hard, but it was sweet Thirteen, fourteen, we shot the two in the three Never used rubbers, we was happy we was fuckin' (Yeah) Used to steal our dealers Polos, I was cuffin' (Yeah) I can't afford the Js, but I'm gon' get 'em from my cousin [Chorus] We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, we comin' up and it's gon' be alright [Verse 3] Ever had to pass Jordans to three friends? Four people fucked up, two shots of Henn? Watchin' dice games, hopin' that your potna win Knowin' if he lose, he get mad and he wanna sin We was sleep on the school bus I guess we all had our lessons 'cause the tool tucked Everybody like, "Damn, we done grew up" Get your money, what the OGs schooled us We ain't had nothin' but some dreams and some fuckin' gold chains And some nugget earrings and a slap Today I'm goin' get some pickle chips and a fifty dollar flip 'Cause right now, shit, that's all a nigga have Ride down the levee, treat my bike like a Chevy Got them rims on it, dustin' pretty as I flipped (Boss) Bronson brought me K-Swiss, bitch, now I'm flexin' I remember when I got my ears pierced, I was eleven Prayin' every night makin' sure we go to heaven (Yeah) Watchin' dad squeezin' on his three-five-seven Granny said we got a blessin' comin' She always said we got a blessin' comin' But it ain't even 'bout the money Go to church on Sunday, my grandpa was the preacher Died when I was eight and we cried, me and Trina The police killed Pernell and the whole hood cried (Yeah) But the hood got stronger every time somebody died [Chorus] We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, but we got it We ain't got much, we comin' up and it's gon' be alright
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