Songtexte:
Lil O Seven

: Verse One: Lil' Wayne Head buster off top Grab the chopper and chop At the top is my spot And nigger it's flip or get flopped Let it drip or get dropped

Lions and Tigers, Geoffrey Fieger, my style's Kevorkian Sting you like a scorpion with this lyrical torturin' A seven in my Elly rider, who you tellin' I come from o

took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C. And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube And I'm C-walkin on

: [Intro:] Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there... shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit

all that crap (o oh) Just tryin to be appreciated Nappy headed brothers never had no ladies Then I hit the barber shop real quick Had a mini lil twist

won a quick fifty G's And I'm still poppin up on Smack DVD's Aint got no platinum plaques for records sold But if eatin rappers was sales, I'm seven times

snake on eggs in a Beamer eight-hundred-forty It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna

do Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you Check it out [Nelly] I - opened up shop at 13 Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O

Crack I crease sound like a big bitch In the back tryin get up out a little nigga trunk Turn heads for I even hit the block Lil kids runnin up when they