lil wayne - i'm a dboy lyrics
(feat. birdman)
[lil wayne]
yeah
ok i’m strapped
get ’em
black hat, black shades, black diamonds oh behave
no he can’t with the f-ckin seats back
got the paint job tho
and the f-ckin seats cracked
[chorus]
i’m a d-boy
b-tch i’m a d-boy
ho i’m a dopeboy
i got the scope in the rov for them jackboys
i got money in my pocket
i got money in my block
i got the money in the power
i’m a d-boy
b-tch i’m a d-boy
ho i’m a dopeboy
i got the scope in the rov for them jackboys
i got money in my pocket
i got money in my block
i got the money in the power
i’m gone
[lil wayne]
thinkin’ of a masta plan
i get money but i’m thinkin of a fasta plan
i’m tryin’ to cash it in
i got 5 in thet garbage can and the wrap saran
i need cash advance
see i know three sold
the other two a jam
i’ma sit on one and whip the other one much as i can
hot -ss f-ckin sadan
windows rolled down no sound
them bricks got the speakers drowned
i ain’t listenin for sh-t but sirens
i ain’t tryin to get to my ships sunk f-ck you pirates
i’ll touch you cowards
it ain’t nuthin to a boss
the n-gg-z in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost n-gg-
take a loss n-gg-
ss five five all black with the top chopped off dat
catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at
i ain’t tryin to prove nuttin i’m jus tryin to move somen
[chorus]
[baby]
see we cookin’ up a thousand grams
i’m in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans
triple color with the platinum jam
50 birds homeboy in the back of a van
a hundred grand in rubberbands
we got them birds in the coffee cans
we got the whips wit the extra clips
got b-tches outta state n-gg-z flippin them bricks
been in the caddy been in the alley
n-gg- been on the block
right in front of mrs gladdies (?)
n-gg- know bout hustlin’
know bout stuntin
did the curb servin shyned every summer (b–tch)
been on front, been in the back
n-gg- roll wit ducktape and ride wit the mac
we see these haters like f-ck them n-gg-z
we made men millionaire hustlin our nature
[chorus]
[lil wayne]
8 am open my eyes
yeah kick my b-tch tell her open the blinds
and i’m, over the stove at 9
yeah i’m cookin breakfast for the block then i let her cook mine
yeah quick line in the bathroom before we bounce
not me i mean her she go a day a ounce (d-mn)
y’all pray for her
while i’m at the bus station in the bently sittin’ low as i wait for ya
i’m gettin’ dough i’m a paper—boy i will take ya
for the right paper–boy i will take her
shake her–tape her–waist up
send her to the money she be back before i wake up
get cha cake up
y’all n-gg-z lame ducks
ya prolly get ya game up when i’m givin the game up
my name wayne what
hot boy flame up
you n-gg-z tryin to change up and i’m gettin my change up
[chorus]
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