Lyrics:
Wayne I'mma hold you down on this rap shit, mane
Ha, once again it's on
My respect level now is unheard of
Niggas was laughin' now they wish
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
its levels to this shit
Lil nigga 'cause its levels to this shit
Oh lord
'Cause its levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can't fuck my ho 'cause
its levels to this shit
Lil nigga cause its levels to this shit
Oh lord
Cause its levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can't fuck my ho cause its
a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
[Lil Wayne]
Sittin’ in a Ferrari, thinking ’bout money
I swear I will go head up with all of y’all, bumper cars
Bullshit fly by me, I’m ducking all
put it to the curb
We was, young and buckwild in the hood havin fun
A van drove by and my boy caught one
My heart poundin, I was chasin the past
I seen
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
I hate that you mad, you a lil' man (Lil' man)
I'm out here chasin' the big bag (Shit)
I stay in the kitchen till my wrist hurts
I'm goin' so hard for
me take to to the neck of the woods
In my hood (uptown)
Show you wat we livin like (uptown)
[Lil Wayne]
Shhh
Gangsta to the core
Ankle wrap flamer
I ain't thinkin' that I ain't gon' feel it, yeah (feel it)
All these drugs hit right in my system (hey, no way)
Yeah, I just put the matte black by
School
Keep Cool With A Foo
Before You Meet My Tool
Know To Loot In The Juice
Lil Homie Thought You Knew
I’m BIG But Times Two
With A Southern Cali Krew
the price the lil nigga pays for fame
But baby dim the lights now, here more my lifestyle
I had to be sexual, I wanna get next to you,
I may be get in
In this bitch with D Weave and we making amends
I call up Vynce Wayne cause she said bring a friend
This bitch said she love me, wasn't her man
This
Bitch! Put my dick in yo' face, put my gun in yo' purse
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch don't cum on the work
Pass the weed to your slime, these
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
Thug
Born in my hood like Quan
Shootin' off my gun like Quan
Now I'mma Cash Money nigga like Wayne
Cash Money nigga like baby (Like baby)
Started
this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see Cita, Mrs. Rose, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dog, we really
the gangsters (uh, come on)
Anything goes when we ride (when we ride)
Even with my little shorty by my side
Nuh long talk, nuh bag of noise (nuh bag
Jumped in the game well prepared, I'm ready
Got my Nikes on, don't check me
Couple dawgs playing with a stick, Wayne Gretzky
Switch it up, how many
Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some
the flame to him
All of a sudden the thing hits straight through him
Cause I'm the same nigga, pimper boy, Lil' Wayne
Thugged out, pants fall to my shoe
out, I'm Lil Wayne
I got all these shiny chains and swag
Nigga you ain't gonna get no pussy
With that basic swag you need
To buy all this ice, this bling
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