Lyrics:
[Intro: (Wyclef Jean (Lil Wayne))]
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill
She wined for the bill
Grind for the bill
(and she used to be
that ship sinking
You hoes drowning
I ain't savin shit
Told em I'm the one
Like I'm the playerest
Talk to me like god
Lil baby is you who Satan is
I be
sickenin'"
If you not runnin' some top, we not gon' keep kickin' it
No Ceilings 3
Lil Wayne and Drake, let's go
Ayy, the blues is now kickin'
YMCMB
I'm so twisted
Mack
Dark ass shades, I can't see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink
your money come right (For real?)
When shit get bad, them hoes clean outta sight (For real?)
B.G. downed the broad and he passed her to Juvy (What?)
Fronted my lil' wodie a ounce of crack
The bricks look the same, but them youngsters be strapped
From snortin' dope smokin' momo's, and jackin'
Old folks
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy
Wishy washy, I can not trust them
Wishy washy, I can not love them
You gotta watch them, these hoes wishy washy
Cash Money hot, Bizzy, Lil Wizzy get with me
Now I'ma, I'ma ask you again
You know my name right bitch
Bitch say it (W-E-E-Z)
Weezy Weezy fo sheezy
broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up,
smoked
Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes
Like shit get masked out over dog hoes
Really doe
Bullet holes be so big
Innocent bystanders get
wanna get a lotta love I'll show you passion
Imma tell you now I left them hoes up in the past tense
I played the game and learned a lot from her just
[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Lil Wayne Verse 1]
Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
yourself a hat,shirt
A hoodie, or a mask
I know people in them industries
Just look me up and ask
Shoutout Tray and Kenny
Shoutout Miray, Jetta
Shoutout JD,
where the wraps, he said yeah gang we used them
Next nigga, claim that he too fed, shots right at his fitted
My lil' brother feel like Wayne, cause that
bout gettin my fuckin shine on
I'm com'n, draped in diamonds, you blind homes
I'm com'n, bout gettin my fuckin shine on
(Lil' Wayne)
In all
show 'em how to do it
Yea
I remember grey skies now the hunnids blue
Now the cars, clothes, hoes coming by the two
I remember grey skies now the hunnids
I suc-ceed
Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'ma spit in ya face!!!
Kevin!
[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)]
Singing ay yo oo
the lil pain yea I popped a molly
Just ask yo lil bitch yeah she topped somebody
She topped me and the gang
And you know me I be dripping like rain
You
stunners
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothing from us
Young nigga, living a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're
fuck hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes
Lil' hoe, ya know you a hoe, yeah
Now get at me if you live
And I'll flip you through the Sqad
After that put on ya shit then
nigga
Lil' Wayne representin'
I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs
I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure
What? From the 17th, I
album coming, I ain't Lil Wayne
Bitch, yeah, I just wish that God could clear the world of all the lames
Bitch, I'm versatile, I really be talkin' shit
to do these hoes in
U fucked the wrong nigga
Caught the wrong bitch
Hit the wrong club, and got yo ass kicked
I fuck wit hood hoes
Them hoes stay jacking
hard? Why they put
Wayne head all on my shirt?
I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil' Turk
He just caught 30
That shit'll make me go berserk
Punchline, I
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