Duck
Lil Wayne, Jae Millz, Gudda Gudda, Shanell
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Come on man, what's happening? Come on man What's up with these niggas man? (Yeah) Nigga Miller with that New York shit man One time for my nigga T in that bitch Yeah Tired of you niggas, me I can make her do tricks Make the bitch do splits Write your name on a bullet like a gift I'm St. Nick Overdosing off the dope Comatosin' on the low Keep my hands on some coke Like guns n' roses, rock n' roll The guns we tote is not for show Welcome to the murder show Welcome to the murder capital That's capital N.O That's New Orleans, it's you or me If that's so you gotta go You drop the gun, I drop the world I drop some cash, you drop the soap Rep that soo woo dada doe I just got Bluetooth on my stove You don't wan try me like Dej Loaf Yeah I know I know I know My Spanish hoe she love me so She say, "amo amo amo" These lil boys don't want a war Them toy soldiers, G.I. Joe Mystical Here I go, here I go Vehicle, diablo All black, white seats, piano Yeah your folks Santiago You don't want no fiasco We don't do Donnie Brasco And tell your crew I said let's go Tell your crew I said let's go Oh it's way past midnight Shadows in them streetlights Gotta trap for them niggas tryna act like A bitch ain't got a whole team right Yeah ah He think that he gon' take it from me He said I should give it up 'cause he got money Told him I don't think that I can please ya But I got a bunch of killas wanna meet ya All of my niggas is real, all of my niggas is silent All of my money is in rubber bands, I do not carry a wallet All of my bitches stay ready, soon as I walk in she gone pop it Everyday I be floating, forever on autopilot If that nigga ain't got my money though Wrap him up like a mummy though Regular wolves howl at the moon My wolves come out when it's sunny though My niggas ain't got no words for police You tell the cops what they wanna know This shit right here is my dummy flow No Ibaka but I bring that thunder though Your girl a jumpoff, I holla Geronimo Slam in that pussy like dominoes That boy Millz he got beats and all kinds of flows What y'all think Weezy signed me for? Stayed down and I'm still down True definition of lo-yal My style timeless, my style vintage as Crown Ro-yal From birth to now, heart big like El Notorious and Pun I want what I deserve, and some Yeah I'm ballin', And1 All my niggas outside with me All my niggas down the ride with me And every freak that I ever meet Gotta f*ck my girl if she slide with me That's word Oh it's way past midnight Shadows in them streetlights Gotta trap for them niggas tryna act like A bitch ain't got a whole team right Yeah ah He think that he gon' take it from me He said I should give it up 'cause he got money Told him I don't think that I can please ya But I got a bunch of killas wanna meet ya We kick down the door, said it before We did not come 'round to play games with you niggas They say you nobody 'til somebody kills ya Well I'm 'bout to make you a famous lil nigga No game in this killer, murder he wrote Can get life behind bars with these murderous quotes The flow is like meth, it's like crack, it's like heroin Yes I am spitting this dope I am the future, I'm seeing right through you I'm so New Orleans but I do not know voodoo My piece will come face-to-face with you like Oovoo Have niggas searching for you like it's Google I'm brutal I've been slept on for a long time Been patient for a minute I want mine I hear a lot of niggas talking down I'mma put my mothafuckin foot where the sun don't shine Can't rhyme in a cypher like this I've been rockin' with the best They don't put me on the list I'm a underground king Underrated in the streets favorite Every street corner gonna speak bout this Rest in peace Pimp C Still got the muddy cup full of Morgan Freeman, yep, lean on me Like Wu-Tang cash rules everything around me You know I got the cream on me Gun barrel smoking like hydro Middle fingers up f*ck five-o Still reppin' peace like an H-town nigga When I'm finished in this bitch call Geico nigga Looking at a god man, I put that on the Bible Killin' everything f*ck rivals Hundred round drum on the stick When I let the bitch off man it sound like pyro Oh it's way past midnight Shadows in them streetlights Gotta trap for them niggas tryna act like A bitch ain't got a whole team right Yeah ah He think that he gon' take it from me He said I should give it up 'cause he got money Told him I don't think that I can please ya But I got a bunch of killas wanna meet ya
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Written by: Carl Lilly Jr., Dwayne Carter, Jarvis Mills, Shanell Lynn Woodgett
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