Zoom (Feat. Yung Joc)

Bounce drop the track, kinda make you buss the tec, what?
Lil Boosie Badazz
Yung Joc, we got a hit, let's go, baby

Everybody like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
They on them dubs like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom

I'm Boosie Badazz and I zoom right by ya
760 partner, Krispy Kreme on the tires
Smoke that fire, purple kush by the pound
Ask my dawg, Webbie, this is how it goes down
From my hood to your hood, man, we makin' money
In the club, we poppin' bottles, the room, we hittin' models
Rollin' through the bottom, all the kids hollin' Boosie
This life, a livin' like I'm starrin' in a movie

Fresh out the jacuzzi, lil' powder on my chest
Got 30 on my neck, Turk and Mel, just cut the check
Now, I'm zoomin' in my Charger on them 24's
Gotta think about Big Head Pimp, so slow your 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 K's
Red Gucci shades, me and Joc gettin' paid
Now the whole United States takin' pictures all day

Fresh pair of J's, I hit the club stuntin'
With a fresh pair of shades, makin' that money
Everybody gettin' paid, everything lovely
And I'm doin' my thing, my thing, my thing

Everybody like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We on them dubs like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We walk up in the club like

You see the way I hustle, they think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em, tell them hos 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'm poppin' prison tags 'cause the wrist cost
You can see me splurge, yeah, how to break a soft
Just ask my nigga Boosie, he tell you what it is
Face card good 'cause the face card trill

And if you gotta problem, I suggest you head home
He in the red zone nigga, leave your head gone
Don't hit me on my chirp nigga, that's the Fed phone
Keep talkin' 'bout the work nigga, now you dead wrong
Can't believe I keep them beans for them hos, sell 'em dreams
Ain't no on my team like my clothes crispy clean
I like my dough Krispy Kreme, 6'4, all lean
That's my nigga, Mouse, and Turk, who got to work for the fiends

A fresh pair of J's, I hit the club stuntin'
With a fresh pair of shades, makin' that money
Everybody gettin' paid, everything lovely
And I'm doin' my thing, my thing, my thing

Everybody like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We on them dubs like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We walk up in the club like

Man, I been zoomin' in my drop top, mobbin' through the city
Fresh fad, fresh J's with two bad bitches
One name Sarah, one name Tina
Together they make weather like Katrina, they a fool
Shawty red, she a Ruff Ryder
She get on back of that motorbike and all you see is back on that motorbike
I drive fast cars, they call me NASCAR
You feel me, but I'm in love with the Hummy

Get retarded in Ferraris, I get loose in the Coupe
Paranoid like Pac, so I keep that Glock
When I zoom, zoom
And after that, let's get a room, room (I'm VIP)
Yeah, I need a dime piece, a fine freak, get on back
You could ride on the bike or in the 'Lac, hah, bro?
Now we got everybody zoomin'
The lil' kids zoomin', look you got a hit, Boosie

A fresh pair of J's, I hit the club stuntin'
With a fresh pair of shades, makin' that money
Everybody gettin' paid, everything lovely
And I'm doin' my thing, my thing, my thing

Everybody like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We on them dubs like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We walk up in the club like

Ah, yeah, we in here
Get off the pedal like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
And all my girls like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
And all my thugs like zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Yeah, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom