Lyrics:
Said that I dissed her,
'cause I wouldnt kiss her,
But I got her a picture and said I'd holla back witcha,
Hey, they say I'm like Mr. Bigsta,
All
spill it all over the place
(Hold up, watch my shoes, I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you?)
Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted
momma cry
I'm getting to the point where
I don't even gotta try
She said I'm too fly I'm that fucking guy
I be getting to that money
You just getting by i
dem nuh tek chat
Blind who weh si an’ dumb who weh chat
Big 45 wid di light attack
Mac 10, Mac 11 pon rapid, non-stop
Hollow-point shot lick out yuh
ride wit a nine and dem hollow tips
Lift niggaz like a chrome hydraulic switch
Wit a hood rat in the car that swallow dicks
So good that I got P
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
a light
Touch me again and I'll tell Mrs. Hughes
Touch me again and she might blow a fuse
That's the end of the news
Rush me to the hospital, steal me
Murder one dead pig, close casket case
All out war, don't ring the alarm
These hollow points'll cave ya chest in
And fuck up your arm
Fool, I'll drops
with nothin when there's food on the shelf
I keep tightening by belt
Feeling hungry as hell
But to eat is to be weak oh I might as well
Keep on saying I
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
found by a lil' fishin' boy
Arnold Schwarzenegger, toss a nigga
Like codeine mixed with a roid
Slow punch make a nigga chin collide
For talking how
say, "Farewell."
And I thought my heart had stopped
On a night so still
I heard a needle drop
And your voice spilled
Into the cracks and hollows so
argue i sound the alarms
Like how the fuck is this shit get boring
Hit and quit it she gone by the morning
Keeping my cool no emotion I'm yawning
Fine lil
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
I'm eatin' day by day; ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
new Rover, drive it like a 4 wheeler
Solid gold, AP
Flooded out with them crystals
Shinning just like molly, I woke up in a new bugatti
Free lil Kirk
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
Pull up wit a semi auto (Semi auto, semi auto)
He talking that shit till I (Pull up with a semi auto)
He a dead one if I let him eat a fucking hollow
you say
Tonight you'll take a hit that's understood
From the smell and by what I payed
You know it's good
Them niggas with me, they from the hood
Now we
empty days
Opaque fading eyes stumble in my face Through the crowd I forsake Demised I'm aside weaked by the lonely haze Of no point, no aim
Cause
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
Point
Downtown
Uptown
Downtown
East bank
WestBank
Downtown
East-bank
Westbank
Put it in her ribs
Make her ancestors feel it
SOB when I pipe
Stand
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