club Made five thousand look like fifty I spend all my time in Houston Smoke that kush but I don't do Whitney I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay
Yeah A is for Adamsville B is Bowen Homes See if I give a fuck if you like me you know I don't If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone
a purple heart proven war vet' rookie You can't even sit next to me Now bring money or death to me, or don't step to me Now don't step nigga, march
but I aint buying Chopper dissect a nigga like science Put an end to the world like Mayans This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov It's a slim chance I fall, olive oil Tunechi be the name, don't
these niggas would know me when they really doesn't Like they was down with the old me, no, you fucking wasn't You're such a fucking loser He didn't
don't think I ain't said They got prices on my, nigga I don't slip Clips longer than giraffe necks, that's why I don't trip Just open up and let em rip
barbeque them wangs Sip Hennesey and coke cause I don't fuck with drank Don't pop pills either cause that shit ain't cool We just drunk a mad Dom 'fore
toes out, Call me a fire hydrants, i bring them hoes out, I got a lot of people want whats hanging from neck Call me what you want, just don?t call me
sweater on but I don't ever sweat shit, Swear the beats they give me got a mafuckin' death wish, Yeah, tell me who controls kings, I don't follow rules
You gon' be a dope fiend Your friends should call you dopey Tell 'em keep my name out they mouth if they don't know me Huh But you can't come and tunecha I'll fuck
will be Angeline and Braden Spazzin and blastin; blastin and rat- a- tattin And naw I don?t cook em like potatoes I mash em I don?t give a fuck bout
im so high fuck a plane Ill get you to your destination Holla at ya mizzan its young money Life is good fuck the forecast cuz everyday is sunny (Lil Wayne
cost me a whole pension [Jae Millz] I don't need nothing but my niggas And enough weed to go around A tinted sedan some grams and a loaded pound Fuck
it I'm a New Orleans nigga, I don't take no shit Take the brain off the whip now it don't make no sense Stunt hard on these bitches I ain't promised tomorrow
still a don, still got Love, for my baby moms, we just don't get along, hold the fuck on "Walk on" [Redman] Allow me to reintroduce -- nah, I don't need
uhh, you didn't see this one comin', did you? From the N.O. to the S.T.L. Nelly-Nel and Lil' Wayne Now, on a scale of one to ten, I've been rated a twelve
You ain't heard It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga [Lil Wayne] They call me gangsta gangsta Weezy, Weezy Lil Birdman junior Holla at ya nigga I fuck
mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga And I'm so high, no, I'm too high But a little work on a few blocks And I put a few skirts on a few blocks If