Weezy f baby born in a manger
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[Wayne]
b_tch i'm me american gangster
weezy f baby born in a manger
trouble is my friend i aint foreign to danger
clip full of wings turn you boys into angels
shoot ya in your halo, shoot ya like halo
new orleans a-hole
free-o
fuego
all about my bread like bagels
They know
I'm raw like quelos
ball like gay-hos
weed so strong it's like I twist tornadoes
spit like nines, four fifths and 3 8 oh's
n-ggas want problems well I am problematic
it's back to picking cotton cuz you n-ggas cotton candy
I'm an eastside damu, deep water shamu
shoot you from ya head to your shoulders, shampoo
kush in the bamboo, p-ssy in the bedroom
pass that b-tch down like an airloom
tunechi
hold up
hold up
wait a minute
hold up
hold up
mannnn we hustle till night fall party till sunlight
guns in the boxes, don't make this a gunfight
f_ck them other n_ggas
i f_ck them n_ggas b_tches
benadryl sh_t
trigga finga itch