Birdman - Days And Days lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Money ain't sh**, b**hes ain't neither You know I'm on that gra**, don't cut on the sprinklers p**y on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers n***as try to bite my style, but my style a jalapeño I got skinny a** jeans, trucks on the pocket Money talks, n***a, I'm caught up in that gossip You know all my b**hes badder, and all my swishas fatterI milk this sh** like cattle, that's my word like Scrabble And yo main girl is a ho, I go Wayne's World in her throat She swallow so many nuts, you f** around, find a squirrel in her throat I go tape worm in that ho, let my snake squirm in that ho n***a we take turns in that ho, these n***as so green they glow I am the best thing since wet p**y, on my private jet with my chef cookin' So big headed my neck crooked, my n***as foul when the ref's lookin' My big bro is Mack Maine, so much weed I got gra** stains Deez nuts, that's baggage claim, I'm on them trees like Candy Canes Lil Tunechi [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] I might book me for a show Charge my a** the low and pick up the whole dough That's hustlenomics, I was high in my cla** pictures I like math, all I did was add b**hes Swagga galore, got your girl on all fours It's not doggystyle, I call it froggystyle You dog her out, I tell her, hop in 2 Chainz, my first chain had a twin Gas in my blunt, watching ESPN And, if that p**y good I wanna see her again Yeah, I'm from College Park and I got ya broad with me Salt water pool, I can put a shark in it Everything authentic, plus I named my pistols Last name f**, first name I Don't Give A Pockets look pregnant, they 'bout to deliver So when I start pimpin', you know the procedure [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] All my n***as gangstas, all my b**hes freaks I tickle her p**y, got that p**y tickle pink I'm the heart of the streets, and I just skipped a beat And if that p**y sweet, I want that candy, trick or treat I got diamonds in my teeth, so all my words are precious I'm so f**in' hot I sssssss....I'ma need some more S's Man I'm on some other sh**, I want another b**h That want another b**h, and I don't cuddle b**h I hit her with that shovel dick, I got in that p**y and dug a ditch Some people gotta punch the clock, man I rather punch a brick Cuz I'm that n***a, and I'm so cold I just shivered These n***as think they hard, these n***as just nipples I pop a n***a like a 'sicle, drop a n***a like a missle Mo' money mo' issues, I size you up then fit you Tunechi