Lyrics:
like hiddin
tie the nigga up make him comfy inside it
me and lil chuckie still ridin, lurkin
Lil Chuckie.
ax in the trunk when we find him its hurtin
niggas
Crucify these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill
on an breakin' me off by the end of the night
You can ride with me
Cause I like ya Simmon's jeans
Ain't tryin' to make a love scene
Truly I just want you
money, no, this is not no silly guap
Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch (whoa)
All this money make me wanna hit my Diddy Bop
Tell the teller
niggas
Crucify these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill
niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
Fuckin on a freak lil shawty
Wake up, bake up, work my move
Gotta make some
(haha)
Nigga, call me Mitch Romney
Fuck nigga, them fuck niggas
My blunt bigger than these lil' niggas
Keep stuntin' with your bitch ass
You'll get
[Lil' Wayne]
Now wait, Bubble
You gon' make me go buy a Grape Hummer
And put my name in diamonds on the license plate, cousin
[Baby]
Now, peep me, slick
Snatch all the honey from your honeycomb
Now the bees keep flyin' by me
I'm on that piff, that potty
That shit, smokin' like Vladi, spendin' dough from
Did everything that I had to do to make it by
Did everything on my own and now that boy so fly
They can't see what I'm doing they tryna ask me why
[Chorus 1 - Lil Wayne]
I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady
And you can never pay me I'm from Uptown baby
I wake up in the mornin' take
took that dick
[Lil Wayne]
She a doggy wit it
She could wobbledee then she know how to money wit it
Open her legs and squeeze a nigga like she want me
the bank
I make that lil' money look less than you think
Yeah you think you got more, ain't as much as you think
When you see than I am everything that
Ooh, you a angel
Swallow the cum and say, "Thank you"
I say, "De nada, mi amore"
She wants some Topanga, let me get my dreads out the way
I'm
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
characters of love, ayy ayy
Slide into my DMs like a tongue, ayy ayy
Snap it one more time and make me cum
Ayy ayy
Now everybody say that they the plug, ayy
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
drive by
Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money
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
darling off that heezing darling
I', surrounded by the ice it got me freezing darling
It's plain and simple
My change and it's natural
Now Wayne
Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that's length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
It's the return of the Blood, 'bout to turn up
pulling them out of their Pathfinders
It makes me want to scream, but I just chill by the end of the week
How many punks must I kill?
I'm sicking up
Come and make it Wayne down on me
(I like that)
I'm calling you daddy, daddy (and that's Shanell by the way)
Can you be my daddy, daddy? (Young
block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop
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