Lyrics:
your lane
Don't crash, feel the pain
Dope music in my veins
Skating on em with Lil Wayne
Boom, boom rich (Rich)
Way too much ice now I'm skating on em
down to roll
Swerving all in your lane
Dont crash, feel the pain
Dope music in my veins
Skating on em with Lil Wayne
Way too much ice now I'm
With kush and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
You Know I'm talkin' bout
Shout out to Gun Play - Shout out to T.O.
And they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch
(Lil' Wayne)
She a doggy
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
Love me right, keep it real
Guess that's too demanding
Could have a real one by your side
But you out here chasin' panties
I take it you, never
[Lil Boosie] U can catch me by tha school zone wit my McKinley blue on wit a tool on that'll have you you you and you gone you niggaz hatin on a boy cuz
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight
Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse
Weezy F middle finger to life
So
this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see Cita, Mrs. Rose, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dog, we really
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't
murder
Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner
Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order
We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner
lean sippender sich Greygous kippender x-beliebiger
noname fake dudes die alle lispeln wie lil wayne
Die Stimme mit A-tune plus bisschen die Läy zu guck
them motherfuckers see how handsome the boy is
They ain't see it coming like a fastball
Damn son, my money so young, it could be Lil Wayne's grandson
enough, so I'ma keep on doin' this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch (yeah)
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
like shaq (Gimmie Det)
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets Det
Krismas money went straight to da pack (Fuck)
Made a band had ta bring 4 back
Flip Da Lil Band
out, I'm Lil Wayne
I got all these shiny chains and swag
Nigga you ain't gonna get no pussy
With that basic swag you need
To buy all this ice, this bling
[Bridge: Lil Wayne]
Do you love this shit?
Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
Are you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
you thought? I was raised by this street shit
Dont take my kindness for weakness
Ima grind hard, go harder than you seen bitch
Self made boss so i get
nigga
Cooler than anti-freeze defrost on your window pane - Lil Wayne
But in Hollywood it's Litt-le Wayne
Don't make me nut
So that's why I got
H-Town, smoking, sipping on some medicine
Ain't nobody better than the boss when I floss
It's Slim Thugga motherfucker, still breaking boys off
Got
rank
Clicka un bandon gang
Siempre de negro wang
Tu hoe me tiro fan
Vivo pal hustle fiel
boss de último nivel
Solo cash money lil wayne
Fully
Exclusive
comme Lil Wayne
(Comme Lil Wayne, l'époque de Carter II tout ça, Cash Money tu connais)
On va arranger les choses.
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