Lyrics:
call it
[Pimp C]
Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta' candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, 'cause I'ma "Hot Boy",
call it
[Pimp C]
Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta' candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, 'cause I'ma "Hot Boy",
Wit it wit it
Whatever you with with
We wit it we wit it
Wit wit nigga we wit it wit it
Whatever you with with
Oh nigga we wit it wit it
You had your
City!
[Chorus]
This fire is outta control
Where gonna burn this city burn this city (burn this city) [x4]
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, stop
thumpin[00:51.21]Nigga want a QP, you know I ain't frontin' Feel like Lil Wayne, like my pops, you know I'm stuntin[00:55.12]And when they hear this shit gang nem, gon' be
bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
Hey...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight
gang (gang)
Lil nigga broke you do shit for fame (fame)
Go get some money yea run up ya change (change)
I’m laughing at niggas all da way to da bank
playin'? Kaepernick
Niggas don't know a star from an asterisk
This that new coffin, new casket shit
My killers killin' on purpose by accident
And you
That I fucked her
Left jail no time, money I done ran up
Every real nigga fuck wit' me gon' stand up
I was on the ground
Real quick I done came up
runnin' to the money wit Sonic the Hedgehog legs
Whole clique counterfeit my homie Ca$h is hot shit
We got it on lock bitch I just killed the locksmith
You know my nigga dtay wit me
You know my nigga Tay wit me too
Shit, we tryna get some money nigga what you on, yea
You ain riding wit my shotta
Riding
Verse One: Lil' Wayne
Head buster off top
Grab the chopper and chop
At the top is my spot
And nigger it's flip or get flopped
Let it drip or get
They call me P lil bitch you know how I do
Now we finished wit the drugs pull yo paintes up
She don't wanna good Nigga she in love wit thugs
Young
I want the money
And you want the fame
Im sorry lil buddy just stay out the way
Like wayne
Imma need both lanes
Chasing a check on the road
and Fucc)
I jus wanna get money wit my niggas
I jus wanna keep it real
I pray I never switch up
I jus want a Beamer or a Benz
I can't picc
But I jus want some
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
I just copped a lil p to put me on my feet
Back
instructing me
It's up wit me, cross em like I'm AI and I hit the 3
I'm on my own shit because y'all lil niggas can't fuck wit me
When this lighting fire I'm
And what's up with these rappers I ain't feeling these niggas
Had a talk with Birdman he told me "kill these lil bitches"
Man they can't fuck wit me
I hope
night cause she my boo thang
Running my money up tryna get to these bands
Niggas claim that they up there
Walk by these niggas don't care to stare
My shit
with a shovel, now you're dead, nigga
Freaking the funk, I be the ill funk freaker
With the diabolical sound coming through your speaker (come on)
worried bout my figures
So bitch I'm burning bridges
Mixtape is still on the way
Like Lil Wayne I'm sorry for the wait
I'm still out here taking it day by
Don’t know if i want me some Ruccis or Dayton’s
Been talking to satan
These niggas keep hating
But shit I just run it up
In the spot wit the money
times 'til it's fuck you (fuck 'em)
So how you want do it, baby, we can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it
Money and murder, you my
times 'til it's fuck you (fuck 'em)
So how you want do it, baby, we can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it
Money and murder, you my
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