Lyrics:
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
pocket
Grab my strap, cockin to see my homie, hop in the fo' (Sup cous')
Watch the young hoes jockin that gangsta life
Niggas is heated, down to jump
, salute (yeah, uh)
It's Young Money, salute
So sick with the flow
Yeah, your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Been a pro way before Romo, no T.O
No
the police watch that
this young gangsta dipped in chocolate
and they can t stop that
so pass the brew and just keep drankin
we ball for all thisis
we holla
baby’s on the track
Yea yea yea, this is Gangsta Sqad Up nigga
Fuck with it… fe I see you
Wanye here
Ce C, T baby and Raj Smoove holla back
Young Yeezy…
streets of a-fucking-merica. and
Not to be fucked with, for which it stands, one nation, under the
Dope game, with liberty and money for all. gangstas that
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 Star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 Star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne (bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Ask Lil Wayne
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
fame, fame, not lame, lame
Get dick sucked by hoes (yeah)
Remember Lil Tay Tay?
I'm flexin' on those (Mmm, hmm)
Those got the stains, I don't worry about
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
(Young Money) (boy)
With your girl she tryna jerk me (Gangsta) (Young Money)
Drop it to the floor, make that dick shake
My homegirls slurp it like
n bought her black pearls like DAMN n she dont wann
she dont wanna let wayne go she just wanna wanna find
lil wayne bone n im gon let her cuz me n her
Ah shit. Man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again
I wonder who they fucked up today?
You motherfucker!
(Got him)
Pull over to the side
talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
[Verse 7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four
Money, Cash Money, man
(yeah, real shit nigga)
Gangsta shit, get your game up, boy, for real
The clock is ticking, the cops is sitting
Waiting on me
play nigga
My lil' "G" Lil' Chuckee
Young money lil' G,
Battle juice in my blood,
Jumpin' at the boy,
Man, you better have ya bungee cord,
Since
Lil' Chuckee
Young money lil' G,
Battle juice in my blood
Jumpin' at the boy
Man, you better have ya bungee cord
Since Wayne took me off the leash
a gangsta
I’ll take you to money
I ain’t fuckin with them funny hoes
Ball like a gangsta
(Fuckin with the funny hoes)
And I’mma always stand tall like
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
that (Shhh)
Lil' nigga get no playin', time on the bench like Cameron Payne
You niggas lame in the gangstas', y'all do anything for fame
No Bruce Wayne
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
apart
So darlin' don't go breakin' my heart (Don't go breakin' my heart)
[Lil Wayne (R&B Sample)]
Yeah! She say she love me won't leave me won't
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