Lyrics:
a shot like you tryna have a food fight then
cll my opps waitin' for me to be you, I bet (walk on by)
Said I got drive, I don't need a car
Money really all
earn stripes so I ride all night with my chrome
And these crackers steady harassing me won't leave Lil Black alone
Man I was dropping chicos for a mil'
pass her around
G fazos when im walkin out
My brother got hit with that stick
So i cant trust a bitch
He got set up by a trick
Like vroom the car goin
like a big dog
But somehow, I'm still the same
I was raised up by Rob and Wayne
I'll keep this cash, you take the fame
Know they gon ask you how you do
a
Nigga like Lil Wayne
All black, glove mask, car fast, Bruce Wayne
Duffle bag boy but I still ain't met 2 Chainz
Crippin' like I should've been
this time
Jay Rock and All My Life hit the airwaves
We almost got into some major
Beef over Lil’ Wayne
That part I'mma leave out
Theres certain things
tinted, masked up like I'm Bruce Wayne
So much kick, it's Liu Kang mixed with Liu Kang, huh
Told her, "Quit the playin', we ain't K-I-Ds"
Lil' bitch
but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
WAYNE: Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
M: We on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire...
W: Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
[TURK]
I got more ends, than
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
She give me head, then I her pick her up, put her legs in the air, fuck her but don't kiss
She ain't tryna have babies
Saw the flash in '89 on a drop-by drive-by
Hit the Bat Cave when I fly by, told you I'm a fly guy
Bruce Wayne waiting for the signatures to catch you
I did to em' choppa style gon' and put a cig to em'and you know how I know O silly cause I did all that shit with my babymama with me...
[Lil Wayne
Chops on the track! Ooh, yeah
Damn, I'm cold, damn, I'm cold ooh, yeah
Damn, I'm cold, damn, I'm cold
See, when I got Mercedes money
I went and got
needs to take a bath cuz it's too dirty
Chorus 2 ½ x
[the B.G.]
Ya know this world so dirty, believe it ain't clean at all
I gotta be a 'lil man
after that I feel like I
Could just die in love
For the streets I got dying love
2 teardrops I'm crying for all my dying thugs
Embrace my pistol with
the Magnolia, I can claim this, ya heard me?
Them niggas been street, man
We all was raised together, man
Niggas Birdman and Lil Wayne, gangsters for life,
talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
[Verse 7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four
fuck with me boy you insane
He stole my blunt I leave a stain
Daquanboi do your thang
Daquan and Dojo, the ultimate combo
Lil wayne and Drake, we are
You're blinded by that Bruce Wayne money
Haha, you on that new age nothing fronting Bruce Wayne money
See I'm the joker in that noose saying "fuck
with Lil Wayne
I'ma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
'Cause I'm a sucker for pain
Used to doin' bad, now we feel like we just now
I aint finna waste my feelings
Reverb plus bass I'm chilling
Laugh in the face of the limits
Feeling like Wayne aint got no ceilings
I aint finna
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
to go
It's time to go, go
I don't give a f*** about anything, that you're telling me
'Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high, I'm got
[Chorus 1 - Lil' Flip (Lil' James)]
You on point James (I'm on point Flip)
You act bad James (I act bad Flip)
You got skills (Nigga you know I got
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