Lyrics:
tuh spot an officer in plain clothes.
Starin at you pussy niggas, all I see is rainbows.
Hoppin on a jet tuh every lil wayne show.
Me and lil jazzy
Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh
Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Born Again
And we won't stop, get money niggas
cocaine
Fifty niggas always riding wit Lil Wayne
My rees string up bo's fall halfway
I'm jumpin' out a tree with a camouflage AK
I spots my target
balmains
Locks hanging, tatted up like lil Wayne
Used to warm up for the ball games
Step dad used bag that cocain
Feds through the door ain’t saying no names
about me plane
But that bih know that I’m fly
I told that bih make that nigga your ex
She looked at me like “Crucial why?”
Just like that Lil Wayne
(Aye), Lil Crank topper noen charts Aye)
Dette her føles så rart, føler jeg er midt i en car chase (Vroom vroom)
Ouu, føler jeg er midt i en car chase, car
(old K)
My lil' brother beat his body, OJ (OJ)
Niggas talkin' 'bout they lit, I'm La Flame (pussy)
That lil' boy a mascot, he ain't gang (pussy)
can't keep making fire, I never pass the torch (yeah)
Lil' Bruce Wayne, I'm so special with it
Beyond your reach tryna big up all these Terry McGinnis'
You need a nigga that'll put you in your place
Put that dick on ya at anytime of tha day
A nigga that'll give ya a lil' somethin' if it's right
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
sing, ain't have a thing, ain't wanna ask my mama, I used to rob
They used to tell me, "Lil' boy, get a job", still the same, on the sofa and I used
'em clean
Gotta keep that thing by my thing 'cause it's bling bling (Hitboy)
I was on my block, gangways, all street signs
Ain't nobody good, fuck
Losing friends like loose change
Whole family gone like bruce wayne
I'm different inna fight like two chainz
Demons and my vices on the food chain
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
Junior daddy - shitting on the game
You probably see me sitting on the Range
I'm
is right (yeah, yee, yeah, ayy, ayy)
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
(Lil Wayne) on my daddy soul
That nigga shirt says the
Best rapper alive with
A picture of me on that motherfucker
(Richie Rich)
Started chasing
to get fix, how to get mix
'09 Wop, I was tryna go Wayne
Took a little half, tryna find my brain
One million, two million, what am I saying?
Quarter
I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out
mood swings
Make em Say damn no Hussein
Always the victim Bruce Wayne
Always with the kidding boo thang
You raid the stores like a Viking
You gonna
stop sinning
Lil' Wayne keeps spitting, and, when push comes to shove:
Would you turn your shoulder, or would you learn to love?
And, if I only had
Discuss these georgiabush by lil wayne Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In