Album : 500 Degreez
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
[Hook]
You gotta walk like a (soldier)
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
You gotta walk like a (soldier)
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
Because I won't let y'all worry me
I got something chrome that I carry with me
It's Young Weezy Wee y'all ain't scaring me
I'm the seventeen don till they bury me

[Verse 1]
Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay
I'm H-O-T-B-O-Y ay ay
I'm so fly I'm the Birdman Jaya
Stunting in the gray uh
Shortie play your player
Slick clean hey ya
Fifteen riding with me spray ya
You don't want no drama with me play fa
Keep low or it's murda she wrote pussy nigga
I gotta keep it cooking 'cause the streets still hot for a shooking
Plus my late pops still looking
Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp
Think it's all big fish I don ate the shrimp
Roll out with the hood 'cause I'm so damn street
I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me
And that's how Weezy Wee be
And y'all gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I'm riding and I'm dolo on my way to the stizzo
Knowing on my waist is the sizzo
Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol
Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil
Mami want me 'cause I got pimping potential
I stick to my mental
Don't make me stick my fifth to your temple
Forget I'm getting rich for a cent
Bitch I'm coming get you for my baby mama's rent I will flip you
90 on the highway seeing what the whip do
Cops get behind me they want see the whip too
S-Q professor C-M-B alumni
Everybody else fails except the young guy
Don't worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine
Got th
[Hook]   You gotta walk like a (soldier)   Talk like a (stunna)   Move like a (player)   And get it like a (hustler)   You gotta walk like a (soldier)   Talk like a (stunna)   Move like a (player)   And get it like a (hustler)   Because I won't let y'all worry me   I got something chrome that I carry with me   It's Young Weezy Wee y'all ain't scaring me   I'm the seventeen don till they bury me      [Verse 1]   Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay   I'm H-O-T-B-O-Y ay ay   I'm so fly I'm the Birdman Jaya   Stunting in the gray uh   Shortie play your player   Slick clean hey ya   Fifteen riding with me spray ya   You don't want no drama with me play fa   Keep low or it's murda she wrote pussy nigga   I gotta keep it cooking 'cause the streets still hot for a shooking   Plus my late pops still looking   Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp   Think it's all big fish I don ate the shrimp   Roll out with the hood 'cause I'm so damn street   I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me   And that's how Weezy Wee be   And y'all gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me      [Hook]      [Verse 2]   I'm riding and I'm dolo on my way to the stizzo   Knowing on my waist is the sizzo   Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol   Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil   Mami want me 'cause I got pimping potential   I stick to my mental   Don't make me stick my fifth to your temple   Forget I'm getting rich for a cent   Bitch I'm coming get you for my baby mama's rent I will flip you   90 on the highway seeing what the whip do   Cops get behind me they want see the whip too   S-Q professor C-M-B alumni   Everybody else fails except the young guy   Don't worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine   Got th
blog comments powered by Disqus Comments