Lyrics:
All black whip I'm bruce wayne
Throwing up W's like Wu-Tang
See through you niggas like dasani
I got all of my niggas behind me
Please do not try it
I'm tryna get out my Lil situation
Afford more than income housing
Better look out get dropped by the thousands
Check my lil bag
It just turned into
everyone gonna receive the privilege
To hang around me and my niggas
Pray by his graces that we see a million
Before my lil navy conceived into children
Tryn
Hook
I ain't been around for a minute
But ill be back in town yea (Said i'll be back in town Bae)
Don't you count me out lil baby
Said I'ma put it
aunties to tell me keep My head up lil nigga
I had to listen to music
So I can show you to do it
So I'm giving you game
Because we learn like the same
So
out
Fold a wire-hanger through your nose
Take your brain out, hey now
On the stage I'm like great balls of fire
One more year I'll be on Lake
Parked At Guillardo
I Got That Off White Go, Nelly Furtado
[Lil Wayne:]
I Got That White Girl, That Lindsay Lohan
And All U Got 2 Do Is Ask Lindsay Lohan
or prison
Drive bys, little homies hit the store for liquor
I gotta steer my life different, where to begin with?
Mama told me go back to school, I said I'm
One thing we all got is Time
Im so far Im out my Mind
Smoke a lil, Sip a lil
How we Unwind
This just what we do to
Get by Aye
One thing we all
a nigga pipe down
Aye, I been a fan o’ Wayne
Eva since these dropped Lights Out
Ha, one bad drae, yeah, nigga I’m fresh
I ain’t talkin’ lights out
Aye, ride
mean nothing to me
These Niggas sweet ain't talking about honey but Lil Nigga I'm surrounded by Bs
I'm trying to run it up
Pour a four in my double cup
I
Iss Wayne
No Relations
Yeah
I'm surrounded by the mist
They can't touch, it's like I don't exist
The middle finger gon' pull the trigger
You don't
I ain't slimey, but I'm grimy though
Lil' buddy, he be perkin', he ain't no killer, but he be robbin' though
And splat to splat, these niggas be
I'm not sleepin' on ya mama never gonna Snooze
Saint Laurent and Jimmy Choo's cop designer By the two's
My lil' girl she cute, she my lil' Kurrueche ahh
north with Slim Shady
We hangin' out down south with Lil' Wayne
East coast raised me, west coast pays me
This is Hip-Hop, them critics don't phase me
Two what it do
Lil shawty so real (Lil shawty so real, lil shawty so real)
Look me in my eyes
(On the map)
Lil shawty so real I’m thinking bout
I been taking these drug and been playing wit guns
And lil bro said I'm making him nervous
If I see a opp and that nigga get shot and it come from my
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
picked on by the other kids
Used to get rejected by them cake-faced mids
Now I'm in a bedroom with some bad lil bitch
Bad lil bitch, now she fuckin' on me
to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter top and knee-knockers
But before I freak
say
They pagin' and beepin', beggin' for me to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter
Hangin' with my sweet amour
She came out with a lion's roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the corner store,"
Be back at quarter to four
"Don't slam you
T-Bone & Lil Zane]
[T] I'm sick of packin' all these nines, slayin' dimes
And smokin' on the mighty whina
Chillin' with pretty mommas from Havana in
a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
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