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    Lil' Wayne »

    Lil' Wayne Young Playa текст песни

    Young Playa

    [Lil Wayne]
    He he hee
    I’m a young playa nigga, (what)
    I get the game from the big tymers, nigga (what, what)
    Who else? (Speak on it) On the real nigga, on the real nigga
    Respect the game
    Cuz I got the game

    [Lil Wayne]
    Y’all know who I is
    Weezy coming thru in the bubble eye Benz
    See me front in back with the wood all around
    Plus I got that *boom boom* surround sound
    Don’t hate on me boy if you do *pow* get down
    Come from under my shirt try to lift you off the ground
    But on the other hand, I’ma keep running man
    I got about a hundred coming up with three Hummers man
    We stuntas man
    I might stumble across a grand and give it to you wifey
    And watch how she *slurp* on my pipey like a Icee
    I might be in a Range that night
    I might be in a Lex watching the game tonight
    I got a hundred on Kobe, hope he playing it right
    But if I lose, its cool, that’s some change lil shite
    That ain’t nothing
    I ain’t doing nothing if I, I ain’t stunting
    Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming.

    Slow yo roll lil one
    You ain’t glad its bought
    And Ms. Pat and gray head over there
    In the back card gambling
    At the bar dranking
    But go head, just be quiet with ‘em lil one

    [Lil Wayne]
    Broads I use ‘em
    Hatas I bluse ‘em
    My whole front grill is full of confusion
    Got dammit
    Weezy pull up in a Porsche, expanded (expanded)
    I was to the back, niggas couldn’t stand it
    Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished
    I got it like that
    Got Rolex, blue shit hard to say watches
    Plus I bought all of my niggas Cartier watches
    Weezy and his clique leave with forty b-e-atches
    Million dolla man baby tear da beasy
    Catch me sippin on some Hen, maybe Covoursier
    Sammy, Mario, tody Taz, that’s my posse
    And what
    You might see me dippin low in a Benz truck
    Tell yo girl hello
    I done did her, what you muggin me for
    Keep playin with me, I’ll put a slug in yo do

    Now looky here, young blood
    Pull yo pants up on yo ass and put that piece of metal up in yo shirt
    Don’t make me get up out this wheel chair and kick yo ass
    Now keep doing what you doing
    Go head

    Y’all know me, young playa, stomp with the big dogs
    Play with me boy I give you cancer like menthol
    Cough cough cough up
    Got a cat eye benz on brollas
    They call us
    Uptown shiners
    Original hot boy$ baby, big tymers
    I spit game
    Get in they head, they be like, “Quit Wayne!”
    Half hour later, I’m in they split man
    Hehehehe it be kicks man
    Let me get real
    I’ll kill on the battlefield
    Steal for the scrill
    I will never leave my clique nigga, I’m to trill
    I’m a little peepsqueal
    But I’m a ape in that jungle
    And if you get it twisted,
    Nigga, I’m taking yo lover
    I mean I’m raping yo lover
    Leave her taste in my rubber
    I’m a playa nigga, I’m a playa

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