City] That boy, I see ya lil daddy That grill, I see ya lil daddy That truck, I see ya lil daddy Them grillz, I see ya lil daddy Got a deal, now it's
3] In the mid east of that I was doin my thang and I met this four foot hustla they called him Lil Wayne that was my lil nigga called my lil brotha Baby
: [Intro: B.G.] Whats happenin' look (whhaaaa) It's Lil B. Gizzle ya heard me One of New Orleans finest and if you walk with me for a minute in New Orleans
taste of the chopper strikin' you in the face Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya bubble I'm behind the trigga, so niggas in trouble [Mac] T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy
hustle serious with this rap like we playing in the playoffs bitch nigga's lagging catch the side line and lay-off we bout that paper lil daddy we bout that drama lil
looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother I'm the father of this gangsta shit never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids lil' bad-ass kids
m drunk actin' a fool Big Bro, wusup nigga, let me use yo fuckin' tool I need the chopper Mag-11 so I can act a fool (Chopper, Chopper) They got some
: (feat. Lil Jon, Lil' Wayne & Trick Daddy) [Chorus] Stand up If you don't like what I'm saying then buck Swing when you see me we can throw them hands
, wit no daddy present I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they keep me straight 7 and 8, I'm countin money while they movin weight My daddy send me clothes
: (feat. Choppa, Magic) [Hook] We gone take it to the Body We gone take it to the Head We bust a bitch head We bust a bitch head We gone take it to
from the chopper leave 'em real sleepy You know how we be smellin' weedy up in our clothes Cutthroatin', connivin' killers, but that's all I know Huh? Huh? Huh? [Hook] [Lil
Cock the hollow points And tote my black calicoe My lil' brother Weezy [Lil' Wayne] My big brother Juvi Four hit the blocks Strapped up with the Uzis [Verse 2 (Lil
i'm cocking back jump out the Hummer and say lil shorty wear your stocking cap dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50 round drums hit your daddy
: (feat. Lil Jon, T.I., Trick Daddy) [Chorus] Stand up If you don't like what I'm saying then buck Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker
I get off it by 8PM it's been a hard night It's a hard knock life my lil nigga J still double-up twice My lil nigga Marl still livin' on the block
Cash Money heart bleed, Young Money, one hunny [Lil' Twist] (Twist... Young Money) Before I leave home, well manner nice, respectful young man Momma taught me well but Daddy
and rice This rap a lot mafia life super tight Skip Daddy ain't said must of started smokin' rocks We got game on loud bitch you ain't proud Smoke private stock-got blades chopped
Ayo we down south posted and we counting our figgas Know how to treat these bitches and how to handle these niggas Don't play with us lil' daddy 'cuz
