Lyrics:
When I grab ya ass, I ain't gonna let it go
Ooh, I'm the shit and you the poo poo
Let a nigga fuck you with that uptown voo-doo
You my lil' mamma mia
of tummy guns
With a hundred round fuckin' drum
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight
Only way I die first, got
of tummy guns
With a hundred round fuckin' drum
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight
Only way I die first, got
the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
All them lil white babies runnin' 'round my block ya
See me see me now I'm runnin up by thousands
Catch you with ya dogs you don't act the same with
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
ain't a dope by 'til yo ass got a gun and chain
It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh)
It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
It's my time
the mac in the back of the Acura
I'm just spittin some flows that's Spitacular
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E yeah the bul Spitacular
Attacking ya with
Skelter means war, I'm on my rock ruckus
You block fam, gun cocked, the block jammed, Smuckers
Jealously spread over bread, when you're fam, fuck ya
figures
Got a red bone with dimples and her booty bigger
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, nigga call me Big Tigger
Got some skinny jeans on with a nice chain
Got
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
Uhh, bow wow wow yippie yo yippie ya
Can't trust these dog ass hoes today
I say bow wow wow yippie yo yippie ya
Can't trust these dog ass hoes today
But
languages
Into this fucking mic right now
Shawty wanna come thru
Yea Baby I'm lil Wayne
Yea I got the dreads now
Yea baby the fame coming
Yea baby the lane
Harder Birds On My Nerves To Chicks On My Dick
Guard Ya Women Dog I Went From Ashy To Classy
Went From A Kiss On The Cheek To Doin The Nasty
Reach Yo
drugs I go to the moon
Lil' spoiled bitch, 2000 on shoes
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in
the sector
Oh yeah
I'm killin'em... I'm killin'em
I might just pop another pill again
Might take another shot... shot
Lil' Wayne on'em I got the block... hot
to be the top gun
And I'm a dog off the collar, the marijuana globe trotters
You's got bud, uh-huh
Ayo, this one nigga that roll up that smoke
When
[Baby]
Yeah
We gon go old school
Ya know what I'm sayin
If you from where I'm from
Ya know what I'm talkin bout
the way we do this here
this is
to kill
Ya feel me no lie no lie
Ya feel me no lie no lie no lie
Ya feel on God
PMG we gon mob
And messin wit us'll leave ya scarred
I'm stuck between
a freak
How you ok today, but next day y'all just be crying about all your needs
See me in a party? Umm Nayski
I'm only by pulling up for the Treyski
I'm
help it I’m extra.
Same lil nigga fucked up in school pullin up in a Tesla.
Hit ya bitch from the front slam her on her back just like a wrestler
All
(M-Money in the way)
And I can't see cause its money in the way (I can't see)
Repeat
[Verse 2] (Lil? Wayne)
I?m getting payed that?s all I have to say
Krismas money went straight to da pack (Fuck)
Made a band had ta bring 4 back
Flip Da Lil Band Na I'm plottin on racks (Haaan)
Von tell me go In Like
bling that's my neck and wrist
Top notch the better shit
Hennessy and xtc that soft as Wayne leather shit
I'm geeked up off them yellow v's
Bitch ya bet
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