Lyrics:
the thang (yeah, facts)
Half of these rappers ain't shit without a chain (21)
Straight up out the six, yeah, free my nigga Taint (21)
Two revolvers on my
Money son, I live a life of cheddar
Not a rat though, hat low, Nikes is leather
Lil' ma twist two, get my life together
Your bitch meet me at the bar
Money son, I live a life of cheddar
Not a rat though, hat low, Nikes is leather
Lil' ma twist two, get my life together
Your bitch meet me at the bar
hard got the fuckin sun hatin on me
Everywhere I go man I always keep my 30 on me
Cheese in my pocket lil baby this ain't Macaroni
Bitch I'm 24 I'mma
I'm on whatever you want, I ain't worried Bout shit, I just wanna rock steady, keep
Doubling up, flips, don't want me to leave Her, say you gotta
feel me
Lil n**** we don't rock the same clothes, f*** the same hoes
'Cause it's levels to this s***
Lil n**** we don't drive the same whips, we
Bling bling, was well known to flash money
Hit the liquor store, after my Vic authority
Quick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
Pistol
crib, with the flat I's.. (I's)..
CHORUS (2x)
LIL' WAYNE:
Hold up - there go Wayne, everybody be quiet,
Oh my God! He's drivin from the passenger's
girl come, give her a pill give her girl one
Party time excellent yeah wayne's world, Campbell's soup on the wrist just call me earl
Lil ma don't
your dental
See happiness don't got to be a rental
But you get what you give, ain't no accidental
I give no fucks (None)
I give 2 shits (2)
Stuck
mumbling that aint real rap where im from we do not feel that
Wish I can bring carter 2 wayne back but he gone away
Damn no disrespect to lil wayne nigga he
it from da back bitch
Give it a smack bitch woooo this shit fat bitch
Long bread ling poles betta ask about me
Got raided two times cant keep me out it
the bottle
Never I play, you know I'm 'bout murderin'
I ain't gotta say it
You don't cross me, I don't cross you
But understand a Hot Boy gotta floss too
Look,
thru the same water
Don't fuck wit them same G's
Don't fuck wit that man please
Don't fuck wit his money
Don't fuck wit his gang breed
[Verse 2 - Lil
Crazy
[Lil Wayne:]
And The Chair Or Stool Move Was Cool
You Make Me Wanna Oh
But I'm Be Cool I Need A Moment
I Think You are The Finest Human On Earth
We
dicky I keep me a blicky I call up my bros smashin hoes in the city
Ain't gettin hunnids by talkin bout 50's, you can't forget P when you talkin bout
can't do shit for free bitch
I'm doing me
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two
Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit
Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you know what I mean?
Fucking head blown off, nigga; you
lil' chrome stuck bitch
Who made that car? I never
Seen that on the streets
We were in the Vibe magazine
Baby got thirty-two gold teeth
Me and my dogs
Tellin me how I dont luv, I put that shit on, it don't matter just take me a pic (take me a flick)
Ms daisy benz aint pose to be doing 140, don't matter
fall on my Bathing Apes
Yeah, I'm glad I found ya
Can't wait to bring Wayne and
Mack Maine around ya
Gave me head in the pool and
I damn near drowned her
See when I got Mercedes money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I went and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it
(Turn me up, YC)
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
We took the fuckin' ceiling off
Brr, hello? I thought a broke nigga said something
I let that
Ay
Yea
Ay
Yea yea pull up with the gang
Top down screaming out money ain't a thang (nigga)
Batman coupe Bruce Wayne
With the top down screaming out
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