LIL WAYNE & JUELZ SANTANA - No More lyrics

rate me

Come on home biscut for mans sake

No more fake hugs and handshakes

Stand straight you sweeter then a pancake

Me I'm tryna get that green like a landscape

That's for my team originate

See what I gotta say can't wait I demand cake

Gotta eat keep the family straight

They all holdin out dey hands and plates, yeah

Waynes from a place called hollygrove

Flow up outa another globe

Area code 5 zero 4

Be hero joe, and not zero in

With the egale when there be no him

I need help, I don't need no homie, I don't need no buddy

Nigga I got money, nigga I got heart to go along with the guns

Call me weezy f baby I'll be by myself when I come

No more lying friends, all these crappy friends

Know that you pretend, they won't know when I know

So muthafucka I was born by myself with my dick in my hand

With my mind on the million dollar plan

Now baby you are lookin at the million dollar man

And I'm a die alone so alone let's stand

Dudes that never spoke to me now wanna speak

Girls that never said a word now wanna creep me

Guys that never ran with me wanna be

The only passanger in my coup with two seats

Damn what is it homes your boys breath soft

And fake I can feel silicone

You all about your pamala andersons

Me the family man, I take care the family man

And it seems like my day one niggas

Ain't acting like day one niggas

I ain't change I jus came up niggas

And trust me I say I ain't put the street down

All the thangs up nigga

I bring the phantom through the hood

I ain't frontin on ya'll

Jus tryna let you know it's bigger then the corner my dawg

I ain't playin basketball but I'm ballin for sure

Now back to the money, catch me when I come off tour

Fuck Em

The rims mer vinue wanna shit I slide into Fuck you

Send you to the desert tell you be cool

Eh eh hold on the pistols

Roll by the cops and turn up your steros

Sittin at the corner lookin like the owner

Talking to the owner yeah my price goin up

All in the strip club never get a boner

Only get hard for dope I'm homer

And your a simpson I'm a pimpson

And she ain't coming to the crib till her friend come

We gettin money over here you need to get some

Out comes the cold still from my income

Out comes the cold still for my victims

Born alone die alone but you can die with em

Cars white and sexy like nicole kidman

Bad chick by myself video vicson

You might fly to LA jus to shop at kitson

Thouasnd dollar hoddies I'm pickin, up about

15 that's about 15 thouasand I'm trickin

Zero em bitches Zero

Savaski Crystals great china wall

And my money run longer then the great china wall

And my pockets is Mediterranean Sea deep

So keep ploting and prayin to get me