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By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
you're the one (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
So let's take a cruise somewhere
You and me
[Mr. Capone-E]
Come on, just cruise with me all night
you're the one (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
So let's take a cruise somewhere
You and me
[Mr. Capone-E]
Come on, just cruise with me all night
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro,
up know that she sold
Now her new guy getting controlled
Now Lil Kuzi be acting real bold
But that old girl made his heart cold
Woke up yea I made
eye to eye
I feel the vision
Serious acting silly I'm feeling like you my Mrs
Pressing I never do it go with the flow and the rhythm
Cause
That lil' bitch just want some cut
Mane she a cutter
And if she got the bread
I pull the knife and spread my butter
She drop that load off
And keep
by the way that I been talking
Cuz when money talk, it about me, I know
I was voted most likely to flip the script on these bitches
Mr. Unpredictable,
you need? (I need a real man)
Let's get down to the statistics
I'm fantastic, ask any mystik
Mr Joe grind to who we only passed through
A strong
[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, comin in stalkin
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, still shit talkin
[2x]
[Mr. Lil
a bitch my nigga (gossip)
I'm in the trap cookin' fish my nigga (trap)
You poppin' so fuck it let's hit my nigga (hit)
Surrounded by dawgs, they pits my
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
now I’m gettin paper
Was broke before but now I’m gettin paper
Like Kanye u can’t tell me nothin
Lil Bitch I stay stuntin
Run up tryda take it from me
dumb niggas watch (yeah)
Pray to god my dad win a lotto
So I can leave, with no stress on my back
Throw that nigga in a spiral
Lil Uzi vert, silly watch
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
I can tell by that silly ass chain it been slow
Chorus:
Wit a big bag, big bag
Got me all in my big bag, big bag
Saks top shelf big bag, big bag
Got
slaughter
When I brucked him he left his daughter
Smacked by body, smacked by silly
He was victim in Deptford Green (pussy)
Without me you can't get no
and a Glock fifty (let's go)
BM baby daddy keep on talkin' real silly (pussy)
I'll shoot this bitch up on Father's Day, nigga play with me (pussy)
Shooter
the homiez
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin'
You in the mood for some sexual
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
it
Hit me bout some bitch i didn't hit i can admit it
You intimidated by how i overstimulate it
When i'm in her body she say papi you can get it
Drip
being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin' line
Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me
They must think it's a G
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