BlocBoy JB - Go DJ (Lil Wayne Tribute) lyrics

[Intro] What the f** What the f**, Haha, yuh Crip, crip, uh, uh, crip Crip, crip, uh, uh, uh, crip Crip, crip, uh, uh, uh, crip Crip, crip, uh, uh, uh, crip [Verse 1] Won a BET, I got my strap in the award shows Diamonds up on Ten-Seventeen, Gucci and Pablo Fresh in Versac-o Chine, it's a light show Try to take it from me, Imma stomp you like a co*kroach Gu-Gu-Gucci boots, that's at least twelve-hunnid Y-Y-You can't get this sh**, you ain't making no money You gon' rob who? You ain't taking nun' from me Gave a bit' 'bout fifteen-hunnid', she gon' make that sh** back for me New Stingray, Imma speed race San Andreas we gon' do it, just like CJ I got a gun but I ain't gon' use it, that's a dis-play That's why everytime I see you, you go this way They say that I'm broke, well I'm bringing out the racks again They say that I'm a ho, till I pull up and I blast again The Bloc trap oh, all this work that I be traffickin' They took me on a boat, just to go srve some Africans [Bridge] My n***a I be fre-re-re-re-fresh, fre-re-re-re-fresh My n***a I be fre-re-re-re-fresh, fre-re-re-re-fresh My n***a I be fre-re-re-re-fresh, fre-re-re-re-fresh My n***a I be fre-re-re-re-fre-re-re-re-fre-re-re-re-fresh Aye [Verse 2] Bank account got area codes, just like a phone number Get your shot from area codes, call that a long jumper I got a bay-area ho, she let me long pump her She eat the meat, I beat the sheets, and now she in a long coma She eat the meat, I beat the sheets, and now she in a long coma She eat the meat, I beat the sheets, and now she in a long coma She eat the meat, I beat the sheets, and now she in a long coma