I Need U
Boosie & Webbie Lyrics


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[Verse One]
Like a dope fiend need his dope I need my money in stacks
if it don't work out with these rhymes I'm gone turn to my gats
I need cash and plus I need it fast
that's why I got a skimask if I ever need to blast
since I found out about you we been hangin like the fellas
you the reason why I'm beefin wit them niggaz who be jealous
we gone thug to the end that's cause you my fuckin friend
jump me straight out the pen when they had me facin ten
its just like with ken so together we actin fools
you the one that got Lil' Boosie poppin off to Baton Rouge
as long we pay our do's we gone sit back and just laugh
whether checks, credit cards or cash look I need you bad
I need ya

[Chorus]
like a weed head needs to smoke
like a dope fiend needs his dope
I need you
like a baby needs to cry
if you go I swear I'll die I need you
I need you
like a player needs to play
we laugh and go from day to day
I need you
I found out all about you
now I can't live without you
ohh no ohh nooooo

[Verse Two]
since I was small I been tryin to make some cheese
till I snatched a purse for 12 and went scored a couple p's
and now I keep my sacks in a dorito bag my rocks in my mouth
plus I'm on g-street the hardest rollin block in the south
and now I'm poppin it off and stackin green
got my first thousand dollars and I ain't even 17
and plus I keep that thang in my hand cause I don't care
go to school with a grand and pull it out them hoes stare
but tho without you I ain't shit
I hate to say it but it's the truth
on the slip these hoes fuckin me just to get to you
we'll never have no problems shit as long you keep in touch
and I love livin this life that's why I need so much
that's why I need you so much

[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
you the reason why I went at home kickin doors off
you the one who bought my clothes and put my golds in my mouth
but at times I gotta sit back and wonder why you sin
you the one that got my nigga in the feds doin 10
we don't look at the bad calls we look at all the fun shit
hoes and fast cars and power to make you run shit
as long as you comin I can't complain that's the game
like a weed head need his weed man I need my fuckin change
if I didn't I'll be lame probably still on the cornor
tryin to make two hundreds dollars off a ounce of marijuana
but its times like this like when my problems getting deeper
you got to understand niggaz robbing cause they need ya
they need ya





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "I Need U" by Boosie & Webbie is an ode to the importance of money and what it means to them. In the first verse, Boosie likens his need for money to that of a drug addict's need for their fix. He states that he needs cash fast, and he'll turn to his guns if his rap career doesn't work out. He also remarks that the person he is addressing in the song, presumably his wealth or success, is the reason he has beef with people who are jealous of him. He then talks about his friendship with this person and how they have helped him get to where he is now.


The chorus of the song states that Boosie & Webbie need this person (presumably their wealth/success) as much as a weed smoker needs to smoke or a baby needs to cry. The second verse talks about Boosie's past and how he had to resort to stealing when he was young but has since graduated to dealing drugs. He talks about the pride he feels in being able to buy himself and his friends nice things and how he carries a gun to protect himself and his money. Boosie & Webbie make it clear that without this person, they aren't anything and need him to keep living their current lifestyle.


Overall, "I Need U" conveys the idea that money is a crucial part of Boosie & Webbie's lives and they cannot function without it. They have an intense relationship with their wealth or success and attribute their current lifestyle to the presence of this person.


Line by Line Meaning

Like a dope fiend need his dope I need my money in stacks
My need for money is comparable to a dope fiend's need for dope.


if it don't work out with these rhymes I'm gone turn to my gats
If I can't make money with music, I'll turn to violence to obtain what I need.


I need cash and plus I need it fast
I require money and I require it quickly.


that's why I got a skimask if I ever need to blast
I have a disguise ready to use if I need to commit violent crimes.


since I found out about you we been hangin like the fellas
We've been close friends ever since I met you.


you the reason why I'm beefin wit them niggaz who be jealous
I'm in conflict with jealous people because of my association with you.


we gone thug to the end that's cause you my fuckin friend
We'll continue a life of crime because of our close friendship.


jump me straight out the pen when they had me facin ten
You bailed me out of prison when I was facing a ten-year sentence.


its just like with ken so together we actin fools
We act foolish together like the characters in Toy Story, Woody and Buzz Lightyear.


you the one that got Lil' Boosie poppin off to Baton Rouge
You helped me gain popularity in Baton Rouge.


as long we pay our do's we gone sit back and just laugh
As long as we fulfill our obligations, we can relax and enjoy ourselves.


whether checks, credit cards or cash look I need you bad
I need you badly, whether it's through checks, credit cards, or cash transactions.


like a weed head needs to smoke
I need you as much as a person addicted to smoking weed needs marijuana.


like a dope fiend needs his dope
I require you as much as a dope addict needs his drugs.


like a baby needs to cry
My need for you is like a baby's need to express its emotions through crying.


if you go I swear I'll die I need you
I can't live without you, and if you leave, I feel like I'll die.


like a player needs to play
I require you like a player requires playing in order to feel alive.


we laugh and go from day to day
We spend our days laughing and living life one day at a time.


I found out all about you
I've discovered all there is to know about you.


now I can't live without you
I can no longer live without you.


since I was small I been tryin to make some cheese
I've been trying to make money since I was young.


till I snatched a purse for 12 and went scored a couple p's
I made some quick money illegally by stealing a purse and selling drugs.


and now I keep my sacks in a dorito bag my rocks in my mouth
I hide my drugs in a Doritos bag and my jewelry in my mouth for safekeeping.


plus I'm on g-street the hardest rollin block in the south
I reside on the roughest block in the southern region called G-Street.


and now I'm poppin it off and stackin green
I'm making a lot of money and saving it up.


got my first thousand dollars and I ain't even 17
I earned my first $1000 before I even turned 17 years old.


and plus I keep that thang in my hand cause I don't care
I carry a weapon because I don't care about the consequences of using it.


go to school with a grand and pull it out them hoes stare
I take $1,000 to school and attract attention from women when I display it.


but tho without you I ain't shit
Without you, I am nothing.


I hate to say it but it's the truth
I don't enjoy admitting it, but it's the reality.


on the slip these hoes fuckin me just to get to you
Women have sex with me just to get closer to you.


we'll never have no problems shit as long you keep in touch
We won't have any issues as long as you consistently communicate with me.


and I love livin this life that's why I need so much
I enjoy this criminal lifestyle, which is why I need a lot of money.


you the reason why I went at home kickin doors off
You caused me to start breaking into homes and stealing items.


you the one who bought my clothes and put my golds in my mouth
You bought my clothing and gave me gold teeth to wear.


but at times I gotta sit back and wonder why you sin
Sometimes I have to question why you engage in sinful activities.


you the one that got my nigga in the feds doin 10
You're responsible for my friend being in prison for a ten-year sentence.


we don't look at the bad calls we look at all the fun shit
We focus on the fun aspects of our lifestyle and ignore the negative consequences.


hoes and fast cars and power to make you run shit
We have access to women, fast cars, and enough money to control situations.


as long as you comin I can't complain that's the game
As long as you continue to provide, I have no reason to complain because it's part of the game.


if I didn't I'll be lame probably still on the cornor
If I didn't have you, I'd be uncool and likely still standing on the corner.


tryin to make two hundreds dollars off a ounce of marijuana
I'd be trying to make $200 by selling an ounce of marijuana.


but its times like this like when my problems getting deeper
In times like these, when my problems are getting more serious, I realize how much I need you.


you got to understand niggaz robbing cause they need ya
You must understand that people are committing theft because they need money like I do.


they need ya
People need money, just like I need you.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANDREA MONICA MARTIN, GREGORY DARRYL SMITH

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@BrokenLegnd

Boosie bad ass(bad ass)
You ain't bout what you be talkin' bout(bitch ass nigga)
You ain't bout that murda' murda' shit
You ain't down to lose yo cool and go and hurt a bitch
We got them hook ups on them rentals now we murkin' shit
Tinted up spinnin' spinnin' let that 30 spit
Bitch do want fuckin' family in black clothes
The bitches in black dresses the niggas in black vo's(u ain't know)
I'm cut throat Kinival Imma buy the bar survival
Sip syrup and smoke fire and I'm wilder(than an average thug)
I'm hard headed my momma told me that
And you got to be real all this drama showed me that
Lose yo mind if you want to(if you want to)
I gotta click of real niggas who gon' stomp you
And want you to be hollerin' bout that iron plate(that iron plate)
And we gon' hit yo street tonight and not the next day
The Tec spray nigga don't worry bout that
They gon' get what they deserve bout that
We gon' cut down they whole curve bout that
You ain't bout what you be talkin' bout(uh ah)
You ain't ready for yo momma to be walkin' out(uh ah)
That big ass church wit all yo people cryin' hollerin' 'bout (hollerin' bout)
Why you had to take my son thats what them choppas bout(is you bout that boy)
You ain't really bout that shit you be talkin' so quit that talkin' ya heard me
Quit that talkin' and walkin' if you gon serve me then serve me
Now I'm young trill entertainment so know one thang I ain't worried
Cause my family do damage business ain't handled its murda'
Niggas sweeter than skittles so they spittin' in riddles
See that little shit you be spittin' gon' have you sleep in hospitals
And if you beef wit my niggas we gonna really squad up
From choppas to a 6 bitch you can't avoid us
Rappin' bout smokin' that killa don't even smoke killa
Even if you did I wouldn't even smoke witcha
Ya bitch ya fraud ya fake ya muthafuckin' fluke
Pussy all wet ya fuckin' booty all loose
You and them other two niggas duck duck goose
Under the throwback jersey the vest bulletproof
Gangsta shit jump off boy you know you finna run out
Close yo fuckin' mouth fore I rip yo damn tongue out
You ain't bout layin' under a nigga house like a mouse
And you light his ass up when he come out(when its a drought)
We get sick wit it you heard about lil' Trell
Gunned downed when he was 12 ever since then its been hell
And Webbie they don't live like we live(fuck no)
They don't deal like we deal they ain't real like we real
Look I'm from that track like that bottom of that S.S.B
Whateva' you call it that shit lives in me them niggas kill for free
Like lil' Trell on the lum
Cause you niggas ain't my equal and they hatin' on this lil' thug
A lot of niggas scared of y'all but not me
This for them niggas in rap game who knock me but can't stop me
And my posse is full of thugs
Like Headbussa baby Junior and my nigga Jug
We dumpin' slugs on a enemy
I thought you was my closest friend but now on you just a friend to me
And this fuckin' penitentiary make niggas think they real
But when they get out they got a nerve to pop a pill(but look here)
They ain't bout what they be talkin' bout you know what I'm sayin'
Niggas be rappin niggas be spittin' but they ain't never do none of that shit
So you don't get no cool points from Boosie (believe that)
They don't get no cool points from me



All comments from YouTube:

@dariuswilliams6683

A Boosie song that will never get old!! ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ

@otgsloog3004

On bro

@ashley3k

One of my favorite songs of all time. Been blasting this shit for damn near 15 years!

@reubenfuller9414

M

@marcusmiami3707

Lets jam it together then

@jarrodvrbetic6503

I dedicate this to all the people who lie and try to lead us astray. Please forgive Boosie for his violence he deserves forgiveness. ๐Ÿ™

@shyundriaaaqua1453

Never realized how hard Webbie went on this until now Iโ€™ve always been a boosie fan

@tpmcfly1782

My favorite song by them 2!

@familyof4551

Wats Yo Fb Or Snap

@olschoolmonieluv6187

Yasss Webbie sounded so good rapping... you wouldn't think he could barely talk lol noo shade just saying the difference lol

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