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Lil Wayne
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100 Winters
Lyricist:Dwayne Carter, Roger Dickerson Ii
SB don't spy seven five jeans 5000 islands on my fuckin' wallet chain I be wallin' man, I'm a island man There ain't nothin' else by me, man (Ha, ha)
I tell them float on and go on to the ozone I'm so gone, my blunt like a prolong I pro long and hold on to it like a trombone I'm so blown and um, I got that cock back I don't need that thumb bone
So come on You get the one with the drum on it That's the one that goes dit Di-di-di-di-di-di-dit I'm so terrific when I spit
Put my foot up in yo ass Now I'm kickin' in yo shit Now I'm pitchin' at yo bitch
And she catch it with her lip Nah, she catch it with her mouth And since I'm the president She tried to catch it on her blouse
I tell her, whoa, easy, baby I'm king cake so she eat the baby, wait Shit gets way more crazier We flip the bitch like she was in the gymnasium I ain't fuckin' with the bitches with the stadium
That's no dome, bitch, go home Yeah, bi-bi-bi bitch, bitch I spit the hundred winters on my snow cone Lil' nigga walkin' like he get his bowl on Boss man, pimp stro, pimp stro I can let my money go when the wind blow
Then it come right back like a rental And make them bitches understand me like 10 fo Niggas is simple like instrumentals I bet you bitches understand me like 10 fo
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Get ya top chopped and get trimmed low Somethin' like my Benzo Ridin' with my friend's hoes No, I mean my hoe's friends
Fuckin' all my hoe's friends Takin' all my hoe's ends That will make that globe spin I tell these young niggas, pimp or die
Won't get that Benz if they don't split them Eyes dip 'em thighs, thin 'em ties and if you reach at I, I don't preach, I screech and give you beef with them fries Yeah
Come to the beach and find I live where all the little seagulls fly See baby, I'm so high All I need you to do is just shut up and fry (Ha, ha)
Yeah, look Me an' Mac is just two niggas from the same hood They all from the same tree, cut from the same wool I'm just the young lion and he the young bull Now slam me da bull That pistol on my hip, now I gotta hand in the pool
I had a Lammy in school, I think it was diablo red I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I-ed because of what you said Chyee, I'm sharp as an image And I keep it bumpin' like a mothafuckin' blemish Two twins shrink me up like genies When I'm finished, I say Billion
When I'm finished they say, 'Weezy, you killed it' Hop on yo shit and say, 'Weezy, you healed it' So fly I got wings tattooed on me A gun glued on me but I pop ya in ya stomach
Now I got yesterday's food on me Now that was real rude, homie And I smell like a weed plant Young Money muthafucka, where that cheese at?
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