Lyrics:
I'ma still cry (still cry)
We ain't doin' no drive-bys, I look him in his eyes (I look him in his eyes)
Stand over with this fire
And I'ma watch that
the grass
How you get caught by a Cobra?
Freaky lil bitch want me put it inside of her ass, bitch can you not bend over?
Twenty two thousand I'm finna go
to ride
Jungle Brothers' in the house and we're by your side
I know you know how we do that there
Move your body to the side
Put your hands in the air
setup by his bitch
Your time's up
I'm 'bout to air the whole switch
You find us, she'll probably be on my dick
If crime pays, lil' nigga never did shit
Yeah, fah
Bad bitch at my show on every drug, she takin' shrooms
Lil' bitch said she wanna smoke a rock and it came off the moon
She said she wanna
run it right back like rehearsal
We met in the club, we fallin' in love, we takin' a leap like a hurdle
We started as friends, but then by the end, we
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!
'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n
that I really got to eat
Living where it be
Like 3 degrees hotter than hell
Tell me don't sin
Lil bitch well I am already here
So when in Rome
Get out
since that day she been getting to the profits
Yeah we know this shit ain’t gon happen over night this a process boy we come form the projects
Cook that
this work together
Let's set up shop on the block now, takin over yo' tip
Even if we gotta slang dubs
Go to war because I love blood, with a Queen by
met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I'm like oh shit we gon' tear up this bitch, pull out
is illegal (damn)
They let Gunna go, we tryin' to figure out that happened (he snitchin')
He took a plea deal, Lil Boosie say that nigga rattin' (aw)
and forth to my city
Takin' flights
Be in Las Vegas over night
Chillin' with Lo Jack
Sippin' on cognac
Goin' to casinos
Gamblin' with the young ninos
Loosin'
on me bitch these amiri with knots
She follow my lead, baby, what you need
Attention, that's my lil' bop
head's so ferocious, suck me right up by my
him
Us as rappers underestimate the power
and the effects that we have on these kids
Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by
taking off and I ain't takin no Rocket
Circle tighter than a virgin so I know my niggas solid
I know my momma watching gotta let her feel the profit
Lil
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
my fears just brick by brick then we build up beat by beat
I like to be a lil lonely prolly be lone when it's time to go six feet deep
Double check had
by my side
Hop on a jet together takin' flights
Take you to Tokyo I get you right
Yeah yeah
That lil darlin' my best friend
That baby girl is my best
bitch we Keep It Lit
Drinking Henny and that’s by the 5th
Step up in the party, we might take ya bitch
Me and all my niggas wit the shits
If it come down
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
livin
Maryland Summers, Miami winters
We really livin' this stuntin' ain't for beginners
She ate me for breakfast I'm takin' her out to dinner
Wind
And swallow and drain damn she wild
Make her trip out Lil' Wayne
Damn she loud, now
It's all over 'cause I'm finished with mine
I'ma tell her call tomorrow
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