Look honey I ain't never ran from a ****a and I. Class is now in session now try to stay focus mayn. Shoot that moutherfucker till I get arthiritis. Talking to myself because I am my own consultant. Welcome to hell I let em burn. Von Playaz Circle feat. Ok Dipset, Santana, let's go, ya dig? Clothesline the beat, Ted DiBiase flow. For a second you were here, now you over there. Then we take a shower together, and wash each others back.
We play with ak's boy you need to bring that mac back. Producer: Diplo, Afrojack, Free School. Stunna, I got em, I'm back on them bitches. Back to my journey, that bullshit don't concern me. With my money blowing, don't matter I got more and. I ain't looking for the beef but I ain't seen it in a while. Album: Me, Myself & I. When I step in the spot, motherfuckers say 'who that? Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation. Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder. Tyler, the Creator ft. Lil Wayne – "Hot Wind Blows". Bitch I'm on my, bitch I'm on my tick tock, tick tock. And them niggas pussies, camel toes. You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids.
I don't see no future in your front and I be stunting hard. That's that salad dressin? Walked in the kitchen and found a pocket pissin'. On the road to redemption, go on and use a few stairs. Dolla Boy & Lil Wayne].
Make it come back even harder than before. Chris Brown ft. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes – "Look at Me Now". Fear nobody but God almighty. Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill. All yeah baby, I know you lovin' that. OutKast ft. Lil Wayne – "Hollywood Divorce". Aint it funny momma, only son be baking cakes. You f-ck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck. We jackson and then light up a l, Sameul.
Try me and run into a wall, outfielder. If this real nigga business, then you niggas unemployed. It's better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em.
Guns in compartments hidden, I was real young, little youth, a novice nigga. Yeah, Now what we doing with it. Young moola, skinnies and some supras. I don't even talk, I let the Visa speak And I like my Sprite Easter pink And my wrist-wear Chopard but the Müller's cooler I have more jewels than your jeweler Touch and I will bust your medulla That's a bullethole, it is not a tumor Red light, red light, stop your rumors I stay on track like a box of Pumas Now just r-r-rock with Junior I am the little big kahuna, y'dig? And you could take that to the bank and deposit that.
Get out my mix man, just go' get you stuck. I know you ****as ain't heard no shit like this. Ain't nothin' to a boss we ballin' when you see us. Ok, I'm walking on needles, sticking to the point. You're far from the usual.
He says he was gravy, I say I was jelly. I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect. Fighting over the mythical truth. We die rich & young. So I guess I'm famous like a Ninja Turtle. Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder. And now I'm itching and scratching, that's that love bug.
Song: Duffle Bag Boy. This is the last song I'm writing for you. Further, guess what I'm a go do with' this women when we're eatin' Gerber. EVerybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one. Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh. Tranquilizer in the trunk, put your ass to sleep man. You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk. And you can sit right on my middle finger for the night.