Lyrics:
smoking red
Miss Cammy, miss Red, lil' DT, that's my brother too
I know what I said hurt you, but you had hurt me too
I'm drankin' purple juice in
ain't got nothing to lose, you just got more to gain
Life ain't no joke, this ain't no Damon Wayne
But I was going through the rain and I felt Major Pain
Bitch wanna fuck with me cause i'm icy now
Know this dick be in her kidney when you now around
When i'm out you know i'm clean lil bitch wipe me down
cocaine
Fifty niggas always riding wit Lil Wayne
My rees string up bo's fall halfway
I'm jumpin' out a tree with a camouflage AK
I spots my target
a mad villain
Dirty bars, can’t no one clean it
I’m in the millennium falcon
Boutta bust a u-wee while the homies just be smokin’ on ganja
Waiting for
got that purp and I got that brown and I got that green
When I'm in yo town and I hit your scene in a candy painted car that'll sit so clean
trunk
Punching down the Devils doorstep
I know he watching me
Buried my emotions deep
And now they went off in me
Baby it’s lil 2k, touché
Cooking up
gotta get more big game and a lil piece
I need tall money and a lil bitch (Come on)
Kick game on Liu Kang
And my, whip game on Bruce Wayne
I'm coolin'
Boom
Guillotine to your team
That's a clean execute
The same for the rules
Here for the the quake and the fumes
Wave as I blaze by the moon
Say it plain
knees lil baby, I don't play Arcade
I'm laying by the palm trees, got a fresh fade like blade
I'm icey lil baby, can you see that I'm paid
Rolling
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
OutKast so fresh and so clean
Use to have to weigh out on the beam
Up all night cause my phone always ring
Block is hot talkin that lil Wayne
Now
with a purse in it
And her pussy so clean I can go to church in it!
Oh Lord, O-M-G, I am the O-N-E
How ya like me now, it's cool but she want more D
talk now it’s too late
Wanna be my friend now it’s too late
Shoulda been going hard right out of the gate
I’m not lil Wayne but I’m so sorry for the wait
feel like Lil Wayne, take it up to my chest, bitch
I feel like Kobe, All-Star Game, bitch, I'm this
Bitch, I'm a ball hog, ball lame, come correct
Leftovers waffles from roscoes
Head down then I bless the bottle
Drinking with models gassing shit full throttle
Westside gunna
And I ain’t from buffalo
clean
staying? I'm insane
I ain't worried bout shit, cause I got money like Bruce Wayne
Feel like Frozone, by the way, I iced out my chain
We be hella high, like
years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin' to say you're out there dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say lil nigga listen
Before you grab the mic
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
fuckin' pissed off (Why?)
'Cause everybody's sayin' Lil Wayne spits raw
I start a big brawl
And slam his ass into a brick wall
And have a fat nigga sit
with a purse in it
And her pussy so clean I can go to church in it!
Oh Lord, O-M-G, I am the O-N-E
How ya like me now, it's cool but she want more D
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
Humble Hart from the start
Kenny Wayne Bruh
Well Well
Let's go
I'm Humble Hart
In this thang
Label me a poet
Got a new 5th of Heem
They want me
Double cup fill it up
And a lil puff
Rave the whole night
Dem want see me dead
Deh a nine night
Nam fish and bread
Or get locked up by the feds
But life
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