Lil Wayne - My Homies Still Music And Lyrics

My Homies Still Music And Lyrics by Lil Wayne

Lil Wayne - My Homies Still Lyrics

[lil wayne]
man, fuck y’all with the sickest
semi automatic, no click click
we don’t feel you, like an elephant
getting, with a tick tick
little little with a thick bitch
and before i fuck this bitch
i gotta put that patch over my third eye, slick rick
trukfit t-shirt, talk second, skeet first
boy your girl a jump off
i hope she land feet first
she give me brain, research
and i prefer reefer
but if you want some, want some
thats cool cause my homies still

[hook]
yeah my homies still
my homies still
yeah my homies still
don’t make my goons go stupid
go stupid, go stupid, yeah

don’t make my goons go stupid
go stupid, go stupid, yeah

[big sean]
okay, my girls a ?
i like the ? so wet i can surf off
in the hot spot cause a nigga never chillin’
i do it for my niggas, i just do it to these bitches
boy, i over grind, over shine
aint another nigga over sean
i’m gettin paid, it’s oprah time
i’m rollin’ pine, i’m so divine
i’m westside, westside
dark glasses on like i’m going blind
looking like easy e
it’s just me and lil weezy wee
get off my

[hook]

Travis Barker Ft. Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross & Game - Can A Drummer Get Some Lyrics

Enjoy these Can A Drummer Get Some Lyrics which are performed by Travis Barker Ft. Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross & Game.

Can A Drummer Get Some Lyrics by Travis Barker Ft. Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross & Game





Travis Barker Ft. Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross & Game - Can A Drummer Get Some Lyrics

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
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Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this rave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee’s cause I be killin’ ‘em
Most emcee’s turn into ghost emcee’s
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I’m famous for killin’ rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper’s heart out with a 16
Didn’t hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

Can a drummer get some
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(Can a drummer get some)

Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this shit like he run game
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain’t what I be on
I’m Leon, I pee on you pee-on’s for eon’s
I’m in my prime like Deion
I’mma shine like neon
I’m a Lion like Leon
But I’m ’bout to go off, cause that is all I know of
I don’t have to show y’all, I’d rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I’m an F’ing star
Haha, get it? I’m an FN star
Ha, and it’s the Rock you bastards
If I’m the rockstar, will rock you bastards

Can a drummer get some
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(Can a drummer get some)

Tupac and Juice riding ? on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin’ like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I’m a goof
Designer underwear she knows I’m a goose
Got the wide body I’m a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I’m screaming “stack muthaf-cker”
Ya homie won’t stop until I decide to
Until then I’m making rollie’s for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I’mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I’m from, Girls manage from the jump
Don’t trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so…

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
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can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)