Bitch I'm me, American gangsta
Weezy F baby, born in a manger
Trouble is my friend, I aint far in the danger
Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
... New orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego
All about my bread like bagels, they know
I'm raw like?, ball like gay hoes
Weed so strong it's like I twist tornadoes
Spit like 9′ s, 4 5th's, and 3 8 oh's
Niggas want problems, well I am problematic
It's back to pickin cotton cause you niggas cotton candy
Ima east side damu, deep water shamoo
Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the bedroom
Pass that bitch down like an heirloom,
Tunechi
Hold up [x4]
[Chorus:]
We Huslte till night fall
Party till Sunrise
Guns in the boxs
Don't make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
Fuck then niggas bitches
Benedryl shit
Trigga Finger itches
[X2]
[T-Streets Verse 2]
Bitch I'm streets, I rep that east
Gimmie the beef, I'll Put the beef in da grease
Kush in the sweets, Your bitch in the sheets
I fucked that bitch mission complete
Real nigga talk, Gangsta conversation
I'm a real nigga don't fuck wit immitations
Young Money nigga aint no limatations
I don't play games niggas simulations
Which one of yall niggas say ya bout it?
It's a fucked up world T streets take ya out it
That's word to the glock... Glock in the sock
? Better stop at the dot
[Lil Wayne Verse 3]
Uhh Married to the money, you welcome to the reception
And She came with problems, fuck it that's my step sons
Sleepin in the Maybach, Wake me when the jet come
And I keep the toast turn yo ass to bread crumbs
Uhh based on a true story, I got a million flows they aint even 2 storys
Sleepin on the edge, I hope I don't toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird and that's how I get the worm
Real nigga university... Alumni
Just check my watch and the bitch says sometimes
She say when I'm in her feels like I'm soul searchin
And they say money talks, well it's my spoke person
Uhh grab a star from the sun roof
I fuck her in her dreams and make her come true
Yeahh Young Money is the power Send my B's at you like a motherfuckin flower
[Chorus:]
Huslte till night fall
Party till Sunlight
Gun in the boxs?
Don't make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
I fuck then niggas bitches
Been with real shit
Trigga Finger itches
[X2]
[End]
[Lil Wayne Verse 1] Bitch I'm me, American gangsta Weezy F baby, born in a manger Trouble is my friend, I aint far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo ... New orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego All about my bread like bagels, they know I'm raw like?, ball like gay hoes Weed so strong it's like I twist tornadoes Spit like 9′ s, 4 5th's, and 3 8 oh's Niggas want problems, well I am problematic It's back to pickin cotton cause you niggas cotton candy Ima east side damu, deep water shamoo Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the bedroom Pass that bitch down like an heirloom, Tunechi Hold up [x4] [Chorus:] We Huslte till night fall Party till Sunrise Guns in the boxs Don't make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas Fuck then niggas bitches Benedryl shit Trigga Finger itches [X2] [T-Streets Verse 2] Bitch I'm streets, I rep that east Gimmie the beef, I'll Put the beef in da grease Kush in the sweets, Your bitch in the sheets I fucked that bitch mission complete Real nigga talk, Gangsta conversation I'm a real nigga don't fuck wit immitations Young Money nigga aint no limatations I don't play games niggas simulations Which one of yall niggas say ya bout it? It's a fucked up world T streets take ya out it That's word to the glock... Glock in the sock ? Better stop at the dot [Lil Wayne Verse 3] Uhh Married to the money, you welcome to the reception And She came with problems, fuck it that's my step sons Sleepin in the Maybach, Wake me when the jet come And I keep the toast turn yo ass to bread crumbs Uhh based on a true story, I got a million flows they aint even 2 storys Sleepin on the edge, I hope I don't toss and turn Shoot down the early bird and that's how I get the worm Real nigga university... Alumni Just check my watch and the bitch says sometimes She say when I'm in her feels like I'm soul searchin And they say money talks, well it's my spoke person Uhh grab a star from the sun roof I fuck her in her dreams and make her come true Yeahh Young Money is the power Send my B's at you like a motherfuckin flower [Chorus:] Huslte till night fall Party till Sunlight Gun in the boxs? Don't make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck then niggas bitches Been with real shit Trigga Finger itches [X2] [End] Explain Request ×
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