Lyrics:
I hit a lick without my mans
Plus I bust a nigga ass
Don't give a fuck he throw a flag (Hold up)
Try to run I blow a hole through yo' ass
I was stolo
up, baby
Promote this bitch, baby, I need that lil' money, please
It's goin' down, in stores now, we got Lil Wyte, "Phinally Phamous"
Go get that
Yeah, y'all ready for this?
Turn that shit up, let's go
I hate what I became, so goddamn insane
A man without a brain that's trying to run away
to my Lois lane
Couple year I'll be rocking like lil Wayne
Oh wait I'll be king in couple years
Drinking Jin
Making hits
Fuck what you hear
I'm the raise
my guap grease, then I'll step up to kick it like Liu Kang
Cause I went out and made me a lil' money just to spend all of that on a new chain
Vision
worry 'bout what I do 'cause I'm gon' get me some dough
Stack my money up, and then I buy a old school on 24s
Yeah, this Slime, man
Lil Top, this
up though
They just feed into the uproar
And I give it all to the utmost
Tell the truth, they don't even come close
Big man feeling like Big man
Lil
Wayne, what up, though?
You know what time it is, let's get it
I get that one shit, sell it, throw the profit in the stash
Gotta toss me what I
You already know gangsta music
You know how the gangsters do it
Bangers, exlcusive shankers and uzis
I got Maine in the booth wayne in the booth
the whole FTK
You know, Mr. Mike Love, Bulumaster, what up!
Can't forget, Veedaugh, DJ Pharus, Coops, DJ Timbuktu
K-scratch, The Base Man, Boogie Boy
Dj
don't want no static
I get real erratic
So please, get tf up out my way
Get tf up out my way
Get tf up out my
(Verse 2)
Way, lil nigga
Started doin
still fill up with seeds
Back to back blowing I couldn't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the Ps
I can't believe I got caught with them
the hoes nigga
I don' fucked mo' than Big Daddy Kane in '88
So tell your man to get back
If the dogs with me, they obedient
I lift a finger up from my hand
Oh oh oh oh
it's Hell down here
And we've got to make a change
It's Hell tryin to do right
By everyone you know
No matter how hard you try lil
the city gon' dance on a poll
Crash up the party with gun sounds
Better bring up a coat cause it's funna get cold
I'mma be the man, I'mma be the man, yeah
shirt, ball like a Nerf, word!
Mo' green nigga and smoking pot
Wanna see more? I'm that whore from that lil' shop
Chop, butcher shot, open up yo top
All
to catch a city bus way to the swap
I done growed up, young nigga 18
Mondo let me hold a 9 and that shit there got a beam
Went on a lil mission by myself,
to a spot, we could burn up
Uh, learn some - been a real one since my past life
Spiritual bish went to yoga
Came back wit a chocolate chip mocha
Lil pussy
it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up
I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of the gas
of the same things,
A lil jaded by the game, but I saw green.
Thought up my first million dollars I was 17.
Thats off the topic, I'm vibing heavy and doing
the help you gave me
We had a relationship like Lil Wayne and Baby
The day you gave me the plack saying Screwed Up Click
The Freestyle King forever is
up
Diamonds on my hoes' feet, when they walk, they spark
Diamonds in my fuckin' teeth, when I talk, I spark
Don't fuck around with beef, when it
[Lil Wayne]
(Okay) Uh-huh (uh-huh) okay (mmhmm) uh-huh
(Mmhmm) Street mix (street mix)
(Uh-huh) Listen, listen, listen..
(Ladies
down Ap
But I know the plain Jane rollie better
No you niggas can't fuck with me
Lil nigga better up his cheddar
Hold up wait I'm just getting started
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