BIRDMAN & LIL WAYNE - Like Father, Like Son lyrics
rate me[Chorus:]
There Aint No Love, Like The Love Of A Daddy,(Like Like Like Father Like Son)
[Birdman:]
I'm Filthy Rich With Quarter Keys In The Kitchen On 'em
The Block Is Hot But We Still Out Here Gettin' On 'em
And Keep A Cool Everytime We Hit The Streets
'cause These Niggas Act A Fool. And We Be Quick To Put It On 'em
Them Tear Drops Homie We So Not..
The Niggas To Fuck With 'cause We Will Pop
40 Cal Keep It Cocked Nigga Ready To Block
Keep The Gun A Extra Clip Homie That's How We Rock
And Like Father Like Son Daddy We Don't Borrow
We Stay On The Grind Homie Cause We Grind Harder
And Fuckin' With Me Homie You Won't Like
You'll Be The Next Next T-Shirt Wearin' Your Hood All Nite
We Got Them Birds Flyin' Out
And We Den Loud The Pipes
We Do This State To State Thang To Achieve The Price
And Rufus Came Home And I Told Him They Shady
But He Was Talking About That Pussy Nigga Back In The '80s
[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne:]
Listen..
Birdman Put Me On When I Was Just Eleven
He Was My Teacher So I Was Like Fuck The Lessons
He Was My Preacher So I Was Like Fuck The Reverand
My Mother Setha She Say That I Was With The Devil
My Mother Setha Now Say That He Was Sent From Heaven
So I Take Heade To Every Single Word That He Tell Me
And I Remember What My Poppa Told Me..
Remember What My Poppa Told Me..
Young Stunna.
[Birdman:]
Yeah..I'm Out Here Homie Pitching The Game
And Yes I Do The Whole Thang
Nigga Give Me My Change
Yes We Do Them Old Thangs
Out That Brand New Range
Lil Nigga Like His Father Nigga Doin' His Thing
We Keep The Gun For The Paper Homie Aimed And Cocked
Every Nigga In My Circle Homie Ready To Pop
We Be Riding Drop Top That's Just How We Rock
And I'll Be Rollin' In The Phantom Through My Uptown Blocks
[Chorus]
[While Chorus: Lil Wayne] Alright..Money On My Mind.
Look..I I Hear You Niggas Wisprin'
I Say You Wispiring Cause You Niggas Ain't Hollerin' About Shit
Ol' Pussy Ass Niggas...
Understand Me...
[Lil' Wayne:]
Birdman Junior..Fuck The World Pops
And We Goin' Keep It Movin' Even If The World Stops
Stay Strapped And Laced Like Girl Socks
Stay Dapped And Drapped Like A Birthday Cake
Birthdays Was The Worst Days
Now We Sippin On Louie When We Thirsty..Ya Know?
I Do Believe The Money Cursed Me
So I Pray To God That The Devil Don't Murk Me..Huh..
Little Wizzle but you can just call me First Place
And Poppa Told Me Paper Chase Never Skirt Chase
I Put You Niggas In The Closet In The Shirts Space
You Niggas Yellow Like Sesame Street Burt's Face
Worst Case Seranio..Bury You
Two Toned Carrara..Like Mascara..Ugh
That G 4 Take Ya Boy Wherever
Like Father Like Son The Erra..Nigga
[Chorus]
