Lyrics:
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
discreet
Dugo, pawes and luha ko
I stand by our people
And they know that I do
I got this bread on me brodie that's BIG Flip
Thats a BIG Flip
My pinoy
to be a millionaire off a kick and the snare
Got the hi-hat rollin' and the squad back rollin'
Got my fronto head high
Shorty takin' headshots
I'm not
(woo)
My diamonds gon' shine, might poke you in the eye (shine)
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by (whoa)
Put the birds in my
boy
Don't you know you might plummet?
BENCHWRMRS my squad, aye
Already know how I'm coming
What they doing, man I done it
Aye
Usain man I run it
Aye
15
gotta lie dawg you gotta watch your side
Cause everybody want to level up and never grind
Step aside pretender
I man a real warrior
Flip up the page
Arcitec
Couldn't have done it by myself
God was with me, ay
Every time I needed help
Squad would get me, ay
Couldn't have done it by myself
God was
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
aw come on, come on)
Waitin' for it all through the year.
(Flip flop and halter top rockin')
There'll be no sleep 'til summertime.
(T-Squad
with the streets, ain't no reason to do bad business
Fuckin' wit' that bag, have my mans kill 'em (go)
Flip 'em, how I get a nigga bitch robbed
See
(Pew, grr)
Love se točej jako bedna (Grr, grr)
Huh, ty by jsi toho měl nechat (2L BOYZZ, 2L BOYZZ)
2L BOYZZ, píčo, číslo jedna (Woo, woo)
Squad, squad
when the free Smokey he gon' rule by force
Ain't no gangster alive that can cool my torch
Or can press my line, I can shoot half-court
Do a trey flip
Told my nigga gone & get the chop
We gone flip Da car
Bad lil bitch with me on da side she gone suck da squad
Then it's back to da fucking trap get
Fuck the hook I'm the man
Kick flip over Mtn Dew can
Rep stains on my shirt
Band-Aids on my hand
We litty
Can I pet your kitty
Six lemon heads if you
Road Trip Music
cin't Darwezy made this beat
Made this beat
Fucking with the squad
It ain't no fine
Me and all my homies
Boy, we really bout that
at
Kop a brick
Bag the shit
Make some calls flip it
Hit the plug connect the play
Run the route ship it
Kop a brick
Bag the shit
Make some calls flip it
We gone flip yeah
Take my skills we gone flip em into bills
Fuck a pill, bitch I'm chasing all the mills
By the end bitch my life will be a film
We
time it is
Straight up
Straight motherfuckin' Def Squad L.O.D.
We can stand in the water and can't get wet
Def Squad always got some fly shit
bodies gonna stay there and rot
After we moved from the scene he was fooled by his dream
Because he moves really clean, that is not
Right, because the dude
squad up (we say boo koo)
30 inches on your impala (we say boo koo)
Yo I got boo koo flava
I got boo koo gators
I got boo koo paper so you know it's boo
just flip
(Zip, zip)
I love her and she loves me
And she's my zip, zip gal you see
She's a ball and full of fun
She's just loved by everyone
to your squad
CHORUS 2X
I'ma ride with my niggas
Die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas
Flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
my fit
Cocaine my whip
Drowning in this drip
My squad never flip
I know where I belong
Nigga from the 9 putting on for my home
Don't hit me when I'm
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