Lyrics:
Two three four I don't know what I'm really here for
Two three four run up on me and shut the front door
Two three four I don't know what I'm really
moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I'm Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil' bro on the block, he got two
lives in the Philippines, the land of the rising sun
But by that time, the damage had been done
The damage to my heart that's broke
What are you, a doctor
Move just a lil bit just a lil bit...
Verse#2:
Now she got him thinking things he don't ever think
Got her dreaming dreams she didn't ever dream
(Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
Before he hit the floor,
demons I can't stop it
I got too much sins
Hey, hey
It's the twenty-three, twenty-four
However the fuck old
Always hate it when it rains
Always dressing
the block they gone shoot it up
2 Niggas died wit knockings on em
And still ain't get back
Yall talking too much and spinning no blocks
What's all of tha
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
know, 1
2 3 4 5 6 10, i'm comin' with the dimes
I be stuntin'
He's goin' crazy! Gimme the hook
Who the fuck remade my beat? Damn, uh, uh
Who the fuck
pissy
I than spin so many times got
Dizzy ride around with shotty pump
Call it Ricky
Ion talk much maybe cause it's
With me?
Dior twenty-two but ain't
So, Lil Wayne, wht's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You already)
So, Lil Wayne, what's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You
of this door, yeah
Way she takin' them shots, I swear, she drink enough for us both, okay
My lil' twins know we go down out in Fresno (twin)
So much
ain't lost
Commencing countdown takeoff
Another sound stage, rehearsing a fake space walk
Lil' Wayne is an ancient African
Jay-Z's been around since
to know
But nigga fuck what you goin' through this 2-0
And by that time I'm 17 if I ain't in that pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin' again
off V, he know that's me, Lil' Bruh been speakin' 0-2-3
I down my ski, he get the run, he think he sweet til' I push this button
Mali tryna go hard,
I found out like two weeks ago that I was a pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on everything
(I'm a beast)
I'm smokin' your man, he weak
SRT, two hundred on the Jeep
Lil' bad bitch with pretty teeth
Amiri jean, hundred bones on my sneaks
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