I love them boosters   They love them boosters   You should love them too   Even if they don't know ya   They'll get it for ya   Like a whole outfit or shoe      I love them boosters   They love them boosters   You should love them too   Even if they don't know ya   They'll get it for ya   Like a whole outfit or shoe      A booster is a person who jacks from the retail   And sells it in the hood for dirt-cheap resale   In these hard times, and press on like Lee Nails   In all of my experience, sex has been a female   Back in elementary, my shoes used to rap   Every time my soles would hit the street they would flap   Then in high school Langston Anderson would cap   'Cause my jacket didn't have a brand name on the back   Years later this lady took me to her apartment   It looked like the Macy's sportswear department   Clothes on the chairs, on the couch, and the carpet   A twenty had me icy like leasing in the arctic   If it wasn't for the hard work of a booster   Most couldn't go to the clubs that we're used to   If you won't get the dress cold they'll boot ya   Like people who did dress up won't shoot ya   For some of y'all folks, this stuff might phase ya   This ain't the way the society raised ya   But most of it was made by children in Asia   The stores make money off of very low wages   The next time you see two women running out the Gap   With arms full of clothes still strapped to the rack   Once they jump in the car, hit the gas and scat   If you have to say something, just stand and clap      I love them boosters   They love them boosters   You should love them too   Even if they don't know ya   They'll get it for ya   Like a whole outfit or shoe      This goes to all them hard working women   Who risk jail-time just to make them a living   We know there'd probably be no one in prison   If rights to food, clothes, and shelter were given   Plus they be giving me dress so fresh   Even when my wallet yells, "S.O.S."   In a cheaper Sunday suit, you feel a little more blessed   So until the revolution that I profess   My shirt is from Stacey, my pants are from Rhonda   My shoes came out the trunk of a baby blue Honda   My wardrobe's in luck if something falls off a truck   If you're looking for some leather, then go see Yolanda   I'm on the red carpet and they ask who designed this   I'm gonna give a shout-out to Bay Area's finest   All on our own, we survive this with slyness   But when we come together, all our fashion is flyness      I love them boosters   They love them boosters   You should love them too   Even if they don't know ya   They'll get it for ya   Like a whole outfit or shoe