Search results for 'block is hot by lil wayne' Page #113

cape at
Hot boy i'm like wayne before the face tats
Dont go say noth'n can't take back
Turn a blind eye or you gotta face facts
Bet they gonna hate that

I make it hot in this bitch
I got a Glock with a stick
Make a move it's a pack with a opp in this shit
Thirty round it ain't no cock blocking this

cll I need is Sandy beaches
Sun dipped skin lick me
I'm golden honey baby
Florida sun yes its a party
Drinks on me
It's Hot like a Sweat Shoppe
Booty

Know What I'm Doin'

Birdman

Major Flavours, Vol. 2

2007

got the candy on the whips and the bike, nigga

[Chorus: x2]

[Lil Wayne]
Started wit' some hubbers, twelve years old
Man, I swear to God I was

Know What I'm Doin'

Birdman

Hosted by the Game: Southern Slang

2007

got the candy on the whips and the bike, nigga

[Chorus: x2]

[Lil Wayne]
Started wit' some hubbers, twelve years old
Man, I swear to God I was

version of Carbi B
My bank account hit lottery, 21 Savage slaughterin’
I’m insane blame Wayne ‘n Tha Carter III
Hot, hot, hot boy, I’m hot to touch got

rockin'
In a lil' pouch or something arm-reach where my Glock at (I got that)
Streets got me paranoid, what you starin' for
Pacing back and forth I'mma

wear green to make you look redder
Lil' Wayne and Game are jealous
I got shells and you got pellets
You just whisper, I am yellin'
You can't see me 'til

bitch not my type
Rockstar bitch what I like
But I'll still giver that pipe
Yea
Lil bitch like my vibe swear to god imma fuck by the end of the night
My

to goonies

Miss Lil A, Zae, Quis, and Tajae my day ones
Rip, my sleepin homies 
Shit happens left a nigga lonely 
Caught lackin' so ran up onnem
Onnat block

through the block
GFK Baby
Still Free the block
We was only 12 trynna make it hot
Free Ken
Free Rozay
Eddie with me
And We spinning through both Ways
Fuck

Watching what I say I know the feds hot
Glock tucked right up on my waist with a lil red dot
Blast his ass if he get to wolfin or he name drop
I heard he

spun his block four times in a row (Yea)
Pop a perc don't know the time Im finna be late to my show (Uh)
I stayed down for so long to the top only way I

Di-Diamonds and Girls
Di-Diamonds and Girls
Di-Diamonds and Diamonds
Di-Diamonds and Girls and girls and girls
Di-Diamonds and

[Verse 3: - Lil Wayne]
Speed

stand it
Ill dig em a grave make em one with the planet
The stars are aligning this bitch is a taurus
Back to the pad she my lil tourist
Going full circle

block
Invest my own time
Built my own stock
Now yo chick, use my dick as a thermometer
She know the boy hot
She took it out and told me, fuck what they be

Fried Rice

Bas

Fried Rice

2019

ready if this rap shit ever fail get me hot
My borough taught me how to run a block
Confidence is quiet, I don't talk a lot
I call my mama, and I call

The year 2029 is gon' be the apocalypse caused by the Apophis - ME
I got it lock and key
Tell the labels we 'bout to go on a shoppin spree
And if y'all don't

By 2 da Bad Guy

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

and money we don made on the spot
I make the hood hot along with the faculty and ganegreen P.A.C
every thang we gain is green
to the bay
where my boy Lil

[Intro: Erich Gillespie]
Born on the block... He was born on the block... yeah

[Hook: Erich Gillespie]
That day when Stoop kid came out to mob
And I

(Hot) 
You got the drip
Ya your lil flow trickle 
The rap game is super superficial 
Not talking fish oil 
On some rappers taking pills by the fist full

on the block posted up chillin by the barbershop 

I told my nigga make the holla if them people pull up 

So I can get the fuck 'cause I ain't tryin to get that

his block
I got hot shells make him dance the bachata
Yea we offin his matta
Heard he spoke 12
He a rat, he a goner
No I won't tell your honor
Just know

10s bumping lil wayne and gucci mane mixed
Leveled up on them lames quick now we really on some big bank shit
Blood stamps no ink pins everything got