Lyrics:
nigga
Put me on my feet since a lil' nigga
Let my dawg drink too much huh
Might be gone, but he still wit' me
Bun B my G, my OG
RIP Big Pokey (Smoke
Ballin', ain't got no feddy, I hit em up
[Talking:]
That's how you spose' to hit a motherfucker up Lil Yo
You niggaz getting on tracks like this, you gotta
Know I can’t let you fuck up my day lil bitch
Niggas wanna hate they can’t wait for me to quit
Quick as dame
Switchin lanes
And I’m blazin
lucky if I put you on the payroll
Pesos by the million, tengo queso
Wait, whoa, how I'm ballin', might break your
Ankles, bitch, lay low
She say she bi,
ballin'
Revenge is my arts is crafty darts
While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how y'all niggas get past me
I been doin this before Nas dropped
too good, cause I got her by my side
Yeah, this lil' bitch from Spain, we have a foreign night
Uh, have a foreign night
"SHYNE ON" BABY A.K.A BIRDMAN FEAT. LIL' WAYNE:
Intro: BIRDMAN- Yeah.... yeah... we goin go (we goin go). Old school (old school). you kno what
Lil Wayne:
Yeahh
Uh-Huh
Ummmm Uh-huh
Hello Motherfucker hey hi how you dering its Weezy F Baby come to
take a shit and urine on these toilet bowl
fall
[Lil Wayne]
Bang ,
The shooter name is Wayne
The victim didn't complain
She just screamed 'shoot again'
I gave her extra rounds
My
brain
You make me wanna kiss you like Baby kiss Wayne
And make you call me daddy like Baby do Wayne
Damn that shit sounds gay, its insane
I guess that?s
Bitch, I'm ballin' like I play for Berkeley
Not in second, in third, only first place
Don't be trippin', bitch, I had the worst day (A-A-Astro got it
overjoyed if she make noise while I be stroking still
I'm her lil thug and that's my lil baby yea
I go by chain if you ain't know by now
I'm that dude...I
Listens in on christenings
It's lit it's lit it's lit it's lit
Likes living in carcinogens
Be v. safe, put sunscreen in
Your eyelids, blinded by
ion wanna hear nothin, wit my niggas I’m ballin
Drop 45 on the brand coupe I’m rich no talkin
Pass the lil rock to my mans in the back wit the stick
Lately I been smoking L's tryna get a win
Bad lil bitch her name Mercedes still might buy a Benz
And everybody really fake can't even trust my
getting these racks in
No way lil bitch, I done put so much thought in you for you to switch (Switch)
Yeah I ain't kidding, feels like I'm stuck in the trap
But baby girl, all you gotta do is just tap in
Bad lil' bitch, she poppin
Drop top Corvette, wanna hop in
She wanna slide with a real one
Ballin
more money in-in-in my fuckin' purse
C-court side, you in the C Section
I'm with them Bloods, you-you with the C Section
In Malibu I'm by the sea
Okay Lil
Okay Lil
You ain't heard shit
Okay Lil bitch
You ain't heard of me
Then listen you aint heard shit
I lift up my reppies
Wear no Hanes I'm
putting lil shawty up on the map
They Tellin lies on me and she already knowing it’s cap
You stayed by my side always down to ride so I feel like I owe you
Kicking shit with ya bae by the ocean
Getting bread by the load i ain't loafing
I'm Shitting on niggas my bad I can't hold it
Ran up my bag so big now I
I'm ballin'
Uh, I got rose gold diamonds all on me
Uh, bitch, I'm ballin'
Uh, tryna hit the top as far as I can see
I'm off too much drugs, my eye
sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
I booked studio with the trap money, Lil Wayne used to come get the bags from me
You still asking niggas for
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
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