Lakewood Lane (Explicit Version)
young thad f
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Yeah, it's your boy Young Thang, calling this one Lakewood Lane Ray's got his boom boom room, I got my crib over there at Lakewood Lane man Ray's shit is dope, my shit is more dope Y'all gotta come over and see my shit man, this shit is dope It's twice lit man, you gotta come see my shit This shit is so dope, bang your head hard Nod to the beat, tough like the yard Bring your best man, loc like mad Stan Have your shit tight, they be twice hype Rock that fly bitch, they keep thick chicks Make yo' gear cool, they be old school Drink Yak with fools, sober one with tool Step early, not late, it's Macks at the gate So real, not fake, hanging at the lake Walk in head high, don't give a f*ck Eyes probe, walk by, led fly, you duck We sip top chef, bees swarm at bar Fat tip we left, my next movie star Grown folks like sexy, dope lyrics that bite Beats hard like grace, Air Jordan like might Night made for players, bees made for flight Password was money, mansion lit all night Daybreak I rise, sunny be my host No words are spoken, old school now ghost One for the win, two more miles home Three G's I spend, played all night long Come close to me, like what you hear Approach me with caution, show me no fear Push to the crib, twins are knocked out Crazy life we live, straight hustlers no doubt Gotta get to Vegas, two jobs to do Vegas jobs are tough, wild like the zoo Last corner to bend, mansion was far away Text my man later, dope thug mansion play Old school real shit, how'd we get down Thought we had left, once lost, now found Push limits and see the twins and me We hustle these streets, retiring plant seeds Let's see what's next, gotta book my flight Four hours to Vegas, my mind stay tight The lake was lit, things move so fast Trip will be quick, text when I land Wild like the wolf, sin city to shit Make my two drops, red eye out quick One drop when I land, then to the crib Late night for family, my Hamilton playbill Gotta check my trap, might have to ask Gonna show the twins, that Lakewood shack Gonna keep my mind tight, play by the rules Stack while I can, and watch out for fucking fools I said Lakewood Lane, y'all I'm telling you, come on over here I got you, man, I got you If I ain't here, I'll give you the password Ray had his shit, it was on my shit It's dope, I'm telling you, come on over Come hang, don't hate, Lakewood Lane on they ass Young thad one time
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