lil wayne - new cash money lyrics
(feat. brisco)
[brisco:]
i’m from de cocaine era, packs in my stroller,
two beepers and a flip, startech motorola,
bally silts? kangol tilts,
stand straight when the boss talkin, hush yo lips,
my affiliates contract hits,
i let da street declare war when you want dat beef,
talk cheap, get money, i was taught to ride,
loyalty came first and we dont switch no sides,
imma savage on the block, nickel rocks, and heroin hopes,
i walked da ghetto like them, but i was takin my notes
certified goon, the locks on standby
i just need a couple real n-gg-s i can stand by (cmb)
a bad b-tch wit hips
and two n-gg-s on the interstate takin them trips
im into carrots like bugs bunny
young brisco, da new cash money
[lil wayne:]
(waaah) reportin live from da booth,
im killin these b-tches, young wayne ??,
untamed and loose, plus drank and juice,
i was once a spark, into a flame it grew,
i dont complain to you, dont complain to me,
erbody got beef and i just came to eat,
im in da game for d, if you in my lane i beat,
i been runnin this sh-t and i aint neva sprained my knee,
and guess who came home, roney da og,
he still on paper, n-gg- we neva free,
and fo my homie streets imma twist one up,
he cant even hit da kush he gotta p-ss in da cup,
what is dis on my wrist, sh-t its sicker than uggh,
yo brisco, there aint a sky bigger than us,
wats good im in diamonds is you tippin or what,
i took ya b-tch and she aint comin back to work fo a month, weezy!
[brisco:]
im in da all red slide spur?, sittin on ashantis,
wit a bad red bone dat look somethin like ashanti,
[lil wayne:]
ok, light brown, tan medina,
wit a, light brown thick thing like trina,
um, you probably seen us,
rippin da streets up wit no top between us,
[brisco:]
your so genius,
dats my word you know i got you twin,
you a real n-gg- dog, thanks for lettin me in,
[lil wayne:]
yea, we in the game now and im bettin we win,
and im da rapper landlord just collectin my rent,
[brisco:]
i put da house on lil bris, he gon eat dis year,
stop fo da real n-gg-s who aint see dis year,
[lil wayne:]
open ya eyes, open ya eyes, cash money has a new face,
and we go tie da sh-t up like a shoelace’
[brisco:]
and dats me da young hood messiah,
07 imma set da f-ckin hood on fire
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