Lyrics:
makin his G's
Lil one runnin them Keys
Lil one four-hundred degrees
Lil one be shy
Lil one got twenty inches on his ride
Lil one got two ?? for
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some p-ssy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthaf-cking laker
I don't love them hoes, f-ck
in from lil' Raider
Got bands and got bricks and they came in the trailer
Them niggas ain't poppin' shit got a shot on me like I am Stojaković
Broke
I fly over you, 'cause I'm so over you
Lil Wayne
Ha
Don't know what to believe (huh)
Don't know what to believe (yeah)
Don't know what
bottles in this bitch, ayy (ayy, ayy, ah)
Ridin' by myself, shoppin' bag in the backseat (in the backseat)
Niggas with the money to they ear don't attract
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
gone stop by
Seen Little Key and them, it was two or three of them
Standin' in the line he said "I'ma pay for me and them"
Pulled his money out,
God did, God did, I'm a witness (woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (woo)
Know the gang in the VIP by the pendant
Still in a meeting, be back
stylin
Money insane
My generals poppin bottle
I was buyin out planes just to fly around spain
Fuck a recession I'm still investin
Bout to buy dubai
Poppin' them pills
Poppin, poppin' them pills
Poppin' them pills
Poppin, poppin' them pills
Poppin' them pills
Poppin, poppin' them pills
Poppin
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,
Man of course I'm a one trick pony
Cause I'll be screaming on these whores 'til I'm hoarse
When them bottles stop poppin'
And them dollars start
yeah, ooh
(Gang) y'all niggas ain't gettin' money
Just playin' games like Jumanji (Lil Boat)
Them niggas ain't real hungry
Poppin' shit, all my niggas
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
its coming
I got focus now
Once is shadow in town
Everything goes down
Everybody wants the crown
I gotta suit up
All black like the bat
Lil shawty know
Tryna find his outlet, coulda been an outlaw
Lil Wayne wasn't out yet, inspried by DMX
Inspired my first rhyme, glad to find a 49
I hadn't struck a gold
[Snoop Dogg (Master P)]
Hey yo (Ghetto Postage)
Give me something that makes a nigga want to pop his motherfuckin' collar
(With a lil' West Coast
out a lil' more (Fa' sho')
Fresher than Ozium, cleaner than wax floors
I'm (What?) Slick as linoleum, swinging
My 'Lac doors, them
(What?) Franklins,
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
nigga
Pulled up to the club like what
Straight to V.I.P
Double cuppin' I stay too turned up
'Cause we poppin' bottles in here
Baby I'm just tryin'
ran into the game
Nigga, stop playin' with Lil Wayne
Come on!
It ain't a game, nigga, I don't know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if
waitin' to shape up and ship out
Somethin' in my brain said, "Wake up and kick out!"
Roberta and Wayne stayed up and flipped out
'Cause when I came, I
of control
Put a lil' bit of rum in my bottle; I'll dream about diamonds and gold
Gold, gold, to grow from an infant to toddler was effervescent
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Don't tell me, "Shut up," you are not my boss
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