Lyrics:
promoted
Moved out my momma house but still
This music was the motive
Around this time I'm bumpin'
Tunnel Rats and CMR but Lil' Jon was on the
Radio
cops
Tried moving his ass
Lil pagua banging out smoove
This be the anthem
Money is said to rule everything
May this shit not hold a nigga for ransom
[Lil' Wayne talking:]
What's up
It's me
Yep, uhm
I've had plenty episodes with various women,
but it's just this one I must tell you about...
the same rhythm he has
That's how the hood sound
Grew up in the hood town
West side ghetto, Windy City could count
Black skies lookin' up, crack pipes
Alright
Aye, aye
(CringeO Music)
Yeah, pull up to the crib, Lil Eli
Lil Eli, autotune
CringeO Music, bro
Okay, this is the best song
CringeO Music, baby,
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
the villain peeling in the jag
Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had
I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?)
[Lil Wayne]
Just
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
on that bitch and I tell her its over
You saying you know me, lil bitch I don't know ya
Locs in my hair and i feel like Lil Wayne
She loving the music
She
running this shit
You should try tackling,
Lil Wayne in one word immaculate,
You see the Biggie, you see the Jay, the Tupac in him,
The Kurt Cobain,
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Soaring through the clouds, smell of mary and she by my side (by my side)
We gon be the
Talk of the town, this is the start of the crown
I was ignored by
smoke it like a train
Spend that shit on my Porsche
This my lil' shawty first time inside the Lamb'
She can't open the doors
I do not fuck with you
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
hard got the fuckin sun hatin on me
Everywhere I go man I always keep my 30 on me
Cheese in my pocket lil baby this ain't Macaroni
Bitch I'm 24 I'mma
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
Punk, put a hump in your back
They call you "Igor"
War? This shit is hard, any yard where we are
We call that cocaine "rice"
I got that Condoleezza
Huh?
ain't gon let you get away
And you can ride this
Load it up pull it back then aim
Bust and release fifty flame in hang
Bullets slang like crack
pahs, and knives
Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
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
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
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