Lyrics:
braggin' in close friends
That she ride good pipe
Told her get a lil' darker, for real
Let me see what ya like
Hit them lights
I gotta get a lil' darker
[Lil Wayne]
Got a early call from Kisha
Kisha wanted me to meet her
She said she thought it was time to make the relationship get deeper
Said
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
around the city wit’ my boo thang
By tomorrow might just pull up in a Bruce Wayne
Sorry that I snapped must be my mood swings
I’m just doin’ me don’t care
Wayne took me off the leash,
I ain't lose a fight yet,
Now come drag ya dog out the ring how he love that,
Young wit' a attitude, watch how ya talk
Lil' Chuckee
Young money lil' G,
Battle juice in my blood
Jumpin' at the boy
Man, you better have ya bungee cord
Since Wayne took me off the leash
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lah Lah Lah Lay)
Lah Lah Lah Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
Lil kids running up when they hear the beat knock
Crank it to the max whenever I pass cops
Heart skip a beat whenever the bass drop
My shit is quakin
a lil fuck nigga making tales
Out here popping up looking pale
Lil nigga why you act like a hoe (act like a hoe)
Down on my nuts you choke by the throat
head (ay)
I was gettin' some head (ay)
Gettin', gettin' some head (ay)
I was with the kinda girl that make ya toes pop (ay)
She looked me up
How freaky can you get to a long fat dick
Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
I'm the dirty rapper Too Short, the triple X
Run up in
off, push 'em off)
(Get 'em up)
Well, pour out the Hen' and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is
then you gotta pay
If you want 'em dead dead then he gone lay
That n**** gone ah
Two-tone Maybach, two bad h***
Got a Backwood twisting up 'dro
Two more
at Lil Wayne"
In that booger-green lay like should've been Mase
Sweet, do speak but I should've put tres
Forget it, I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blades
at Lil Wayne"
In that booger-green lay like should've been Mase
Sweet, do speak but I should've put tres
Forget it, I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blades
And the pistols right next to him cousin
I'm a player having sex with dozens
Sex with cousins, hoes dissed with husbands
That's what's up
My pants down and her
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lah Lah Lah Lay)
Lah Lah Lah Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lay Lay Lay Lay)
Lay Lay Lay Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
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
to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study
off, push 'em off)
(Get 'em up)
Well, pour out the Hen' and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming ahh
I'm dreaming
I say we on pound nine
Roll it up I got that dro double cup we sip it slow
Roll it up I got that
' Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear this in the club
Just put your hands up
Just put your hands up
Just put your hands up
When we up in the club
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