Lil Wayne - My Homies Still Lyrics

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Artist: Lil Wayne Lyrics
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Man, **** ya'll with a sick ****, semi automatic no click click
We don't feel you like an elephant, gettin' ****ed with a tick ****
Little ***** with a thick *****, and before I **** this *****
I gotta put that patch over my third eye slick rick
Trukfit, t-shirt, talk second, skeet first
Boy yo girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first
She give me brain, research, and I prefer, reefer
But if you want some coke, that's cool, cause my homies still

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

My girls and cars both skirt off
I like a ***** that's so wet that I can surf off
In a hot spot cause a ***** never chillin'
I do it for my *****s, I just do it to these *****es
Boy, I overgrind, overshine
Ain't another ***** over sean
I'm getting paid, it's oprah time
I’m rollin' pine, i’m so divine
I’m west side, west side
Dark glasses on like I'm goin' blind
Looking like eazy e, it’s just me and Lil Weezy-we
Get off my ****!

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

Look, i’m eastside them haters 90 going west
My *****s pumping so much bass, mutha****as going deaf
Weezy f, I'm eastside them haters 90 going west
Bump with so much bass
Tunechi, tunechi, tunechi
I don’t love them hoes
Got so much coke, you gon' need another nose man
And I just play my hand, but I am not the dealer
You see I got them tear drops, I cry yo *** a river
I got that trukfit t-shirt, listenin' to rebirth
I skate until my feet hurt, hot boy, free turk
***** for dessert
Put your hands beneath earth
And I don’t sell drugs, but if you need work
My homies still

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

Whoa, okay, boi this here’s what I do do
Got your sister dancing out the condo in a tutu
Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that voodoo
She said can’t nobody do it better, I tell her, true true yep
True true, my my bro bro say these *****es ain't ****
I got the girl you came with and the girl she came wit’
She leaking and drippin’, whoa there I might just come slip in
And your misses gonna go missin’
If she addicted to what my **** did
Boy I get it (lil' *****!)

Yeah, my homies still
My homies still (finally famous in this)
Yeah my homies still (G.O.O.D.)
Lil *****! make my goons go stupid!
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (boi boi)
Don’t make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (go dumb)
Look, i’m eastside them haters 90 going west
My *****s pumping so much bass, mutha****as going deaf
Weezy f, I'm eastside my ***** sean from the west
And *****s bump with so much bass
Yea, uh-huh, young mula
**** yo girl


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