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I'm A DBoy Ft Birdman Lil' Wayne Song Lyrics

I'm A DBoy Ft Birdman Lyrics
by Lil' Wayne

[Lil Wayne] Yeah Ok I'm strapped Get 'Em Black Hat, Black Shades, Black Diamonds Oh Behave No he can't with the fuckin seats back Got the paint job tho And the fuckin seats cracked [Chorus] I'm a d-boy Bitch I'm a d-boy Ho I'm a dopeboy I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys I got money in my pocket I got money in my block I got the money in the power I'm a d-boy Bitch I'm a d-boy Ho I'm a dopeboy I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys I got money in my pocket I got money in my block I got the money in the power I'm Gone [Lil Wayne] Thinkin' of a masta plan I get money but I'm thinkin of a fasta plan I'm tryin' to cash it in I got 5 in thet garbage can and the Wrap Saran I need cash advance See I know three sold The other two a jam I'ma sit on one and whip the other one much as I can Hot ass fuckin sadan Windows rolled down no sound Them bricks got the speakers drowned I ain't listenin for shit but sirens I ain't tryin to get to my ships sunk fuck you pirates I'll touch you cowards It ain't nuthin to a boss The niggaz in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost nigga Take a loss nigga SS five five all black with the top chopped off dat Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at I ain't tryin to prove nuttin I'm jus tryin to move somen [Chorus] [Baby] See we cookin' up a thousand grams I'm in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans Triple color with the platinum jam 50 birds homeboy in the back of a van A hundred grand in rubberbands We got them birds in the coffee cans We got the whips wit the extra clips Got bitches outta state niggaz flippin them bricks Been in the caddy been in the alley Nigga been on the block Right in front of mrs gladdies (?) Nigga know bout hustlin' Know bout stuntin Did the curb servin shyned every summer (Biatch) Been on front, been in the back Nigga roll wit ducktape and ride wit the mac We see these haters like fuck them niggaz We made men millionaire hustlin our nature [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] 8 AM open my eyes Yeah kick my bitch tell her open the blinds And I'm, over the stove at 9 Yeah I'm cookin breakfast for the block then I let her cook mine Yeah quick line in the bathroom before we bounce Not me I mean her she go a day a ounce (damn) Y'all pray for her While I'm at the bus station in the Bently sittin' low as I wait for ya I'm gettin' dough I'm a paper---boy I will take ya For the right paper--boy I will take her Shake her--tape her--waist up Send her to the money she be back before I wake up Get cha cake up Y'all niggaz lame ducks Ya prolly get ya game up when I'm givin the game up My name wayne what Hot boy flame up You niggaz tryin to change up and I'm gettin my change up [Chorus]


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