Lyrics:
Bitch, you could get left, so bitch, get me right, you gotta impress me
Lil' bitch walking 'round with her titties out like she gon' breastfeed
Police
fuck her good, you can tell by what her friends say (yeah)
I'm out the hood, lil' mama know we ain't friendly (nah)
We livin' good, lil' mama, Rovers
tryna fuck, but she tryna playski
Said that it's meant to be, wanted lil baeski
I'm just like nah, you can't be my bestie
It can go bad, don't ever test
I'm up and be down
They used to try to shit on me, lil' bitch, look at me now
If you can't see we fucking up, bitch you senile
I did this shit right by
shot
Lil' Wayne on'em I got the block ... hot
Can't wait to have my Bentley with a drop ... top
Come in we got the whole spot ... locked
Bring a friend
Respectfully
Bucket on low like Erick and Parrish
Closed casket flow, all you niggas get deaded
They don't give you one single rose while you
feeling like Lil Wayne, Young Carter on the mic
When you hear that Lil' Lighter go flick, got me feeling like a fireman
Song for song, man these niggas
fading
The culture is fading, it's not carried on by the people who made it
We were Barry Bonds on the 'roids can't break it, now we burry rhymes praise
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'
west Wayne
I make Soundcloud rap a little less lame
I could be rich as shit wit all the times I get played
Then again I'll be big by the next tape
(Why?)
at you when I walk by
You turn yo head, she wink her eye
I can't help if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy, and I be callin'
Your last nigga wasn’t bout that life
Lil mama don’t lie don’t lie don’t lie don’t lie don’t lie don’t lie don’t lie
Would you really hold a nigga down
out, I'm Lil Wayne
I got all these shiny chains and swag
Nigga you ain't gonna get no pussy
With that basic swag you need
To buy all this ice, this bling
There go Quando at the door, yeah
And, I swear, and I swear
By the corner store, that's the murder squad (yeah, yeah)
That's that third eye
I
can't do it, man, this is T-Wayne
Tell these fuck niggas that this is what we doompety doo
Hahaha, hey! Hey!
If you're fuckin' with Wayne then you
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
call me Wayne that is our chaperon
So far ahead of the race I don't know what lap I'm on no
Lil young Louisiana hit you with like MC Hammer
And money
Lortab, bits a shrooms, and I finish off a day
Anything to make the moves I said it like i'm Lil Wayne
Wait
I'm making tunes there ain't no need
[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
2 Hunna 2 hunna 2 hunna 2 hunna 2 hunna Sosavelli
You can't interrupt her it's a workday (Uh)
Come on lil mama it's ya birthday (Uh)
Pull up lil mama
On the remix, other stations I can't agree with
I been here for ten years ain't never leavin
It's been clear I went there so you could see shit
Let them fear we
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
And I just pulled up inside of the big body Tonka
Lil' bitch, you best know that I'm whippin' the curve
Lil' kid said that 'bout to pull up and shoot
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