Lyrics:
the music
Roll down the windows
Turn the corner
And let loose with the,
If ya don't know now
Then ya never will learn
You ca play with Lil' Wayne
games, I crave a real wild man
I’m st out on JOHN WAYNE!
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Does chorexo
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Blue collar
Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live
Turn the (?) spittin' stainin' witnesses and all
Ain't no escapin' choppers gone set it off
Lil' Wayne
on the video wit Lil' Wayne 'n' T-Pain
In the back of the hummer truck like switchin' four lanes
Hollin' out woosh boy like money ain't a thang
I gave her
with them wide-ass hips
Ya damn right I'm gon' beat
So I approached the chick with the real pretty face (face)
Big-ass booty with the lil' bitty
record, I'm highly respected
I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask lil' wayne
Ask judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol
what your mama gave ya
You know it's alright 'cause we all naughty by nature
It's a good night for a little bit of bad behavior
Just a lil' bit
in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol there," "violation here, violation here"
(Lil Wayne's Verse)
Brand new money, Brand new Boston
You act brand new, and get a brand new coffin
Little bro, I gotcha
Hold ya weight and ima spot
with them wide-ass hips
Ya damn right I'm gon' beat
So I approached the chick with the real pretty face (face)
Big-ass booty with the lil' bitty
own car
You ride my face just like a pornstar
I'm in it so deep, just caught a broke jaw
And I just want one thing, that's a phone call
Can I come
goin' suck a nigga dick
For a new outfit
And even if the sky come falling
Bitch I'ma still be high
I got faith in my weed man
But lil niggas got yay by
foundation, a nation
Believe this shit started in the basement
My uncle that died is amazin'
You see all the looks on my faces
I see all them racks on ya
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
Hehe, old playa new game i'm focused
I'm thinking like I got two brains
I'm in my prime I feel like a new Wayne
How come there is two bitches
But ain't no
the Suburban swervin' with the 4 T.V.'s playin'
[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne]
Hail baby, Cardion and the Kompressor
20 inch cyl-inders on the Lexus
Hummer got
nigga
Cooler than anti-freeze defrost on your window pane - Lil Wayne
But in Hollywood it's Litt-le Wayne
Don't make me nut
So that's why I got
ain’t stop nothing nigga
It’s like jail was third base and my lil’ nigga still came home, ya understand
I’m from the hood where bitches hold coke in they
snowballs, catch it in your face, bitch
Good game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith
Cocaine gang flow, dope in the vein flow
I'll only be smoking the purple
' boy, killa killa
Lil boat, bust a nigga, no fear (No fear)
Diamonds on my neck like a chandelier
Shotties in the party aim 'em at ya dub
(yeah)
Niggas
Check the pain I inflict, like a convict, the Fulton digger
Jump in the Acura Vigor, after I stick ya
Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny with
move like the mob, my capo send down the orders
Got some people in Texas, their crib is right by the border
Place your order for cola, ain't talkin'
In the ghetto infested by shade and drama
And niggas wit' thangs ain't afraid of karma
I'm thinkin' big like Lil Wayne and Tha Carters's that
want is power,
Don't worry 'bout why we did it, just be glad we did it
Master P, Lil Wayne, Ace-B, Gangsta, that's power
No Limit forever, we in this
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