Lyrics:
blue
You can tell I'm balling by the logos on my shoes
Part 1 was a hit so we making something
Got no hook but this is part 2
Bars are super hot got me
gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do
[Verse Two: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, what you want
And if you strap, we can trade like the Dial Jones
Where the Muh
Hope
dude
Just sit back and relax until it's time for part 2 lil foe
that shit ain't even funny
He be buyin' Louis and Gucci with them people money (crazy)
Ma$e said Diddy robbed him, I believe that shit
That's what
leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca
thru the same water
Don't fuck wit them same G's
Don't fuck wit that man please
Don't fuck wit his money
Don't fuck wit his gang breed
[Verse 2 - Lil
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came
(M-Money in the way)
And I can't see cause its money in the way (I can't see)
Repeat
[Verse 2] (Lil? Wayne)
I?m getting payed that?s all I have to say
see when I bleed cause we got different brains
Different dreams
You want me act like Bruce
But I'm a lil and those are different Wayne's
Different names
that, it's in my vein, nigga, I'ma die by that
Mollo
SLUM- I'm a dopeBoy
Slumdog chasing racks fuck these hoes boy
They fuck me up, my bitches left me
rituals religion
And I'm like bitch you know I'm sipping till I die
My name is
Lil Wayne bitch
Weezy F Baby
Her name went
From whatever it was
To Lil Wayne
nigga, Cash Money HB
Gotta lil' somethin' a lot niggaz hate me
It's all gravy, I'ma get mine dawg
Until the day I day I'ma get my shine on
Ride on chrome,
money like three six five
Keep my money in a shoe box, like i am a drug dealer
She gon give me brain, all you gon get is a hug nigga
You like Lil Wayne
say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo buyers
girl come, give her a pill give her girl one
Party time excellent yeah wayne's world, Campbell's soup on the wrist just call me earl
Lil ma don't
a long line
Two hoes in the bed, it's hard to wake up on the wrong side
Few bumps in the road, a little bump and grind I don't mind
Please know, for
I'm grown
I'ma lil nigga 5'8 wit 2
Slugs ready to kill niggas
Who give me mean mugs got niggas
Who down now ride wit me
Hit a block wit Glocks and
Start
Ceilings, yeah
This part 3, she OAT
The G.O.A.T., baby
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
And i'm so tired of this grind,
But they say I ain't grindin', if I ain't tired,
So i'm grindin' with my eyes wide,
Lookin'
and took 'em to Japan, didn't he?
I done pulled it out the lot and got the Lamb' dented (skrrt)
I get in that pussy, I'ma stand in it (what?)
I get money
case, I got my guns in my momma name
in my momma name…guns in my momma name
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
I'm
done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
[Chorus]
I'm goin' back in
Okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
Haha, 'cause I'm way more fly, yeah
Have you hangin' 'round a bunch
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
Haha, 'cause I'm way more fly, yeah
Have you hangin' 'round a bunch
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