Lil Wayne Used To Lyrics
[Intro:]
(?) listen, we got more god damn TV screens on the outside the damn tour bus than on that motherfucker. Boys playin' Playstation we come through motherfuckin' hang gliding off motherfuckin' Versace skyscrapers. I don't get it, what more can you ask for?
[Verse 1: Drake]
Yea, when you get to where I'm at
You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at
Every time they talkin' it's behind your back
Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack
They gone say your name on them airwaves
They gone hit you up right after like it's only rap
Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' treasure map
And they (?) where the fuck it's at
Shout out to the G's from the (?)
We don't love no girls from the (?)
I'm gone hit 'em with the wham once again
I'mma always end up as a man at the end, dog
It's just a (?) year
Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror
Lookin' at myself like there it is there
Yea, like there it is there man, whoop
I ain't tryna chance it
I be with the bands like a nigga went to Jackso
Stayed at Grambling
Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
Watch the way I handle it
Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit
She know I'm the man with it, uh
With the bands like I'm (?) went to (?) went to Hampton
I ain't playin' with it
[Hook: Drake]
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gone take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to man
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
When you get to where the fuck I'm at
You gotta remind 'em about where you been
About the money that done come and went
About the two cents I ain't never spent
When they say you're too famous to pack a gat
I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from
Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone
Steppin' on to squish a roach like a steppin' stone
Goin' at a nigga throat like a (?) bone
Boy do I smell beef? Mmmm pheromones
Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns
Trap pumpin' all night like Chevron
Suck a nigga dick for an iPhone 6
Fuck my nigga Terry for a new Blackberry
You can buried for an ounce of Katy Perry
I was only five but still remember the drought in '87
Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no time to play games with 'em
I ain't got no time
Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence
I'm fuckin' her mind
I got, mind control over people
Parmesan my (?)
Promethazine over (?)
And when my blood start shootin' that's (?) bitch
[Hook: Drake + Lil Wayne]
[Outro:]
Let's just let bygones be bygones, okay?
Let's just go ahead and just let bygones be bygones
I pull up lookin' like a damn cyborg, weighin' 224
Oh man, these boys don't even understand
Listen when you see OVO Jodi pull up on the scene with Drake
For goodness sakes, well for goodness sakes
You see this mixtape you listenin' to? This an album
Yea, we could have, we could have sold it to you for 17.99 or 29.99 with the shirt, buy it at the Target
These motherfuckers trippin' so hard I had to look down and see if their shoes tied together
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