Lyrics:
out, gave him his half
Hooked up with a friend oh we started boomin
Then we go to some O's then I went solo
Stackin my pay gettin it on
Got myself
“Niggas always talkin all this ‘ohh i gotta up the score whoomp wop dip dop blah blah’ but niggas aint really ballin though”
Aye! lil nigga fuck yo
on 5th, moving some sacks, coppin some fits
Sippin on shamp, gettin fitted for pants
Told Taylor Leave room for the stick
I'm usually doli just me and my
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
gangsta but can't ride with my crowd, he ain't rough enough
I'm humble but my city in the head like gettin' a uppercut
Don't talk about no millions
rollin', but no lil' P.A. to be followed
Food lookin' shady, but I'm keepin' my head above the water
Playin' no cases, just drugs, didn't let go, I'm sour
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
rhyme its time and time again
I'm shootin like a star you shine before my eyes again
(Woo)
Now I'm goin off the head like my name Lil Wayne
Blue
gettin' praised every corner that I turn
They say, proud of you, lil' bro
And I say, bitch, it's wintur
You best remember the name
Cause lil' bitch, I'm
then I shoot at yo brain
These niggas be selling the soul for some fame
Youngest in charge like 2000 Wayne
I want my diamonds from king of bling
I don’t
Only On The Westside Fool
Surrounded By Section 8 Houses And The Projects
A Place Where You Make The Wrong Turn, You're Gettin Robbed At
We All
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
Damn back again up on track again
? 'round the bend
Some of y'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set out of sight out of mind
way superior
All black everything match the interior (Woo)
I'm an artist you really should not sleep on (No)
I seen some things I really should not
I'm prolly not amused
You think you can run it up, You don't gotta clue
I was quiet but it's time I need to say some
Hella music in the tuck, might have
what u betting
Just adjust ur settings
Cuz dub gettin lost in mode
Remember needing government assistance
But hit the top by myself
I aint even need no
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
(Lil' bitch, are you geekin'?)
I'm in this penthouse on top of the world (TraceO)
Just copped a Rolls and it came with a girl (vroom)
Just
let it
I'm on a role, i'm gettin extra
I be laughing in these nigga face
Like what that boy gone do
They say he lying in his rap
He cap, lil bra don't
a bitch with a mean lil' fadeaway (fadeaway)
Ayy, bitch, you not my type, tell her "stay away" (stay away)
The party is poppin' (poppin')
She whip it,
like some lunch
gettin head while smoking gruntz
I’ve been thinking bout , lovin you ... fucking you
You know what that’s about
Shawty when I’m
Lovin you
up with some flats
(Some flats)
I don't wanna fuck, give me head instead
(Instead) i'll shoot this bitch up
I don't gotta get tax (Get tax)
Get bro
and some still don't get it
And yeah, I might have said it way back
And got sweated by the same ones admittin' it now
But no credit came to me
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