Lyrics:
sure
I told Mac to come and punch me in
Yeah, I'm turnin' active when we land, it ain't no tappin' in
My lil' brothers strapped up, I was fuckin'
and I set the stack
Sweet treats in my veins, mixed with the green propane
My mask shines bright, I'm the teams Bruce Wayne
Handler prey, strapped down,
Yeah oouuu yeah yeah yeah
Ima boss I go get it by any means yeah
I guarantee that my niggaz is gone eat yeah
Dirty money but you know we whippin'
guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit
Got a nigga confused, but why a nigga gotta choose?
Don't even matter dawg 'cause I'ma always be a real nigga
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It's a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball
[Lil Wayne]
No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin'
I'm a nigga that's on the grind for six figures
I'm a chilla but bring me out my back I'm always splita
You kill me it really don't matter to lil
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It's a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball
[Lil Wayne]
No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin'
[Lil' Wyte]
...ah yeah Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the REMIX!! - and its goin' down for you
Lil Wayne who the five-star bitch is
That's a five-star bitch, that's a five-star bitch
Now that's a five-star bitch, now that's a five-star bitch
block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop
guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit
Got a nigga confused, but why a nigga gotta choose?
Don't even matter dawg 'cause I'ma always be a real nigga
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this
on nigga
She said sorry a million times like Lil Wayne's figures
He clinched up his fist this nigga bout to trip
Baby mag in the bag i just got yo slip in
Lil Wayne who the five-star bitch is
That's a five-star bitch, that's a five-star bitch
Now that's a five-star bitch, now that's a five-star bitch
of course he lyin'
Over three hundred thousand Americans done died
Lil Wayne and Lil Pump jumped on Trump dick
Now look, now they look stupid for doin'
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
fuck with Lil Wayne
Please don’t give me a hickey
Cause my girlfriend insane
So I asked for a quickie
She says how much you paying
Baby don’t you be
I know the BasedGod
(Swag! BasedGod)
I know Lil Yachty, I know the Bitch Mob
(Figaro) i know Mack Maine (Mack Maine)
I know Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I'm
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Heard they
[Lil Wayne talking]
I like my seat down low and my window slighty
Crack'd ridin wit a bad hoe and her girlfriend in the back. I
Like to get real
feeling great
Oh yeah by the way I can't feel my face
Uh like Santana Lil Wayne off the fossil drank
Double the *Ching* and the problems what the fuck you
salute (yeah, uh)
It's Young Money, salute
So sick with the flow
Yeah, your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Been a pro way before Romo, no T.O
No
rolling heavy metal
Man I’m always strapped in
Yeah I got this on my own
I did it by myself
I was running through the city
With a shower cap
Yeah I need my
you better bust on
Aye, you better not freeze when we clutch up
Lil' nigga, you is not that, put your gun up
Talking real tough on the net, now he
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