Lyrics:
And they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch
(Lil' Wayne)
She a doggy
[Lil Wayne]
Sittin’ in a Ferrari, thinking ’bout money
I swear I will go head up with all of y’all, bumper cars
Bullshit fly by me, I’m ducking all
It's ironic
They all wanna sound the same
Lil imitations Waynes
Shits lame
In no way iKhanik
I guess in a certain way
I'm the product
Of the certain
Arkansas, Carolina to Kentucky
Dem Boyz got golds, candy paint on buttons
Even doe Lil Wayne, and Baby like to stunt
They still stayed humble and Cash Money
Oh by the way
If you didn't know now you know
Issa mufuckin Profit World
13 Hunnid
Keep close eyes on the kids
PG 13
I just be comin a lil different
them boys ain't put you through no flame
Get an M I by ma dukes a house, don't care about no chain
I ain't go up on no drill, with you lil' bro, you not
real
Blue devils hauntin' me
They wantin' me yeah
Racks come in by the minute
(The minute)
Party at the graveyard
(Party at the grave yard)
Gravy drip
of you bitches
Let the lord be my witness
What y'all don't know
Lil' Wayne the nigga from hind ta grow
Quick ta strap up and ride play the blunt
shit but it's all a bluff
Been through hard times but I still stay tough
And I'm on my shit like wu tang (One time)
Get that money like Bruce Wayne (Mhm)
(uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
can't see
Understand I'ma live for Lil B
Rich nigga shit, I'ma die for Lil B
I never take the stand, allow Lil B
Ride Rolls Royce money on the seat
Nigga
the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep your bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
all the swag might create a lil puddle
Tryna get money bags lil Wayne with the duffels
Everyday struggle
How many times I gotta say it
The game is my
get money with stacks
Sabb out here he don't know how to act
Vynce Wayne that's my shooter you know that's a fact
AC he on go and you know he attack
out, I'm Lil Wayne
I got all these shiny chains and swag
Nigga you ain't gonna get no pussy
With that basic swag you need
To buy all this ice, this bling
servin junkies makin money
dumpin toys I aint in tha mood 4 it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] We in tha club throwin bows pourin 4's blowin joes
(gang)
Made the money go up, made the money go down
Make that shit disappear if you lame (gang)
Peel off in that big body Tonka, lil' bitch
You best
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
And they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch
(Lil' Wayne)
She a doggy
comin through da neighborhood on da 24' Os dolla shoot upper some mo' fast money cash money thats all I know! One...
Corous: 4X..... Lil Wayne Intro with
Got my deal without a demo, Tunechi
So much fire, more fire
Let's get it, No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
double bag it
Money so tall it should play in the paint
My second home look a lot like the bank
Ha ha ha laughing don't get in my way
Dun nah nah Batman
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