How She Got Her Name - Boosie Badazz

That’s how she got her name

That’s how she got her name

She was a church girl, parents gave her everything

Had the best education but weak for conversation

She was chasing a life that she was blind to really

Fell hard for D-boys that never took her serious

And the L word made the church girl turn lame

Lil liquor in her system now she flipping, gettin' trained

Dude trip she move on now her sex sheet now river long

Nose still to the sky like she on, pussy wet she smell creed on Bond number 9

Ocean pussy, she was bad now the bitch ain’t even fine

Look in her iPhone, every baller in the city

Now she sexually transmitted, don’t know who even did it

Now she pointing fingers, need to reverse that finger

Got her daddy feeling bad like he a worthless preacher

People look and shake their heads, their conversation is her upbringing

That’s how she got the name Quick Fuck Tina

People use to love her, but she don’t know

And she don’t know

That’s how she got her name

That’s how she got her name

People use to love her, but she don’t know

And she don’t know

That’s how she got her name

That’s how she got her name

Let me tell you about Dirty Diana, she really come up with nothing

Uncle use to touch on her he was really a monster

And it affected her, gang banged niggas they respected her

The reason they respected her;

she loved setting niggas up

Cut throat from her own granny, taking cash

A nigga break up with her, she send niggas to his stash

She was envious, fuck her best friend boyfriend

Tell her leave her boyfriend then she fuck her best friend

Had a face full of sympathy but heart cold-blooded

Stayed fresh all the time but her little girl had nothing

She would con people, everybody not some people

Steal your birth date, your social and have you wanted by the folk

Got worst when she turned to cocaine for a high

She was a no brainier, loose cannon and all that

Set a young nigga up for like two hunnid stacks

He came back, Rest in Peace Dirty Diana

Now Katie the Chaser, mama was a gold-digger

She looked up to her so she took the same road with her

Mama use to tell her if he ain’t on don’t talk

Showed her how to put on M.A.C, even showed her how to walk

Katie was real pretty nice ass, nice titties

15 had a nigga, 25 really gettin' it

He went to prison, she moved on, it was an never ending cycle

On to the next baller, her last she don’t even write him

Go to rap concerts just to get backstage

Know it’s a high percentage, they see her she getting saved

Gold chain, gold earrings, kept her a Benz

Played big head Tony when she really got in

Tony fell, she went to gold mouth L

He been around, let her run his ho shop a lil bit shit he put her down

Years later saw Katie and her weight decreased

Gold mouth dun gave her HIV, Katie the Chaser