Woodlawn
Amine
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(Yung Lan on the track) (James about that check, boy) Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park Now young Aminé pushin' push to start Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark Playin' him my shit through the phone He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne You ain't really on, 'til all yo' niggas on I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home Look, R.I.p Kobe, nigga, R.I.p Kobe (yeah) You was like a dad to a nigga, so I'm sad my nigga Had to get you tatted on me (true) I keep the niggas that I trust by my side (true) 'Cause everybody want a piece of the pie There's a Buffie the Body in every city And sloppy toppy the hobby, so baby get in the ride (ooh) Bitch you bad as f*ck (ay), swipe the Visa (true, wait, wait) Just watch what you spend 'cause my Mama need rent And my neck gotta look like a freezer I keep some Prada on my ass (yeah) I put Chanel on her bag (you're welcome) Shawty wanna sit on my face like a new chair I ain't gon' show up 'til you pay up and it's all there (uh huh) Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park Now young Aminé pushin' push to start Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark Playin' him my shit through the phone He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne You ain't really on, 'til all yo' niggas on I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (oh) Back out (ohh), I'm finna blow her back out (ohh) I'm sippin' on a Moscow (ohh), yellow suit like The Mask now Sexy my nickname (yeah), you'll bump this for six days (straight) This shit is so hard, that'll make a hatin' nigga do the muhfuckin' thizz face (goddamn) Fly ass nigga handsome (jeeze), tantrum (jeeze) G got a lil' Tecca it's a ransom (jeeze) Don't play dumb muhfucka this the anthem (yeah) I'm the lead lil nigga you the stand in Ok, big money, big cash, Portland in this muhfucka, nigga, dig that (true) I'm in this bitch singin' nothings to a bitch who mean nothin' But I got a big heart with them big racks Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park Now young Aminé pushin' push to start Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark Playin' him my shit through the phone He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne You ain't really on, 'til all yo' niggas on I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (yeah) Came a long way Came a long way, I done came a long way, came a long way came a long way, I done came a long way Came a long way Came a long way, I done came a long way, yeah
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Written by: Adam Amine Daniel, Gregory Andrash Sekeres, James Michael Alexander Maddock, Milan Sunil Modi
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