Dj Ill Will - Wooden Beads lyrics

[Intro] Canada You know the wooden beads Uh, Swavey, baby [Verse 1] Hola how you do me, this that Polo with that Louis I'm Pacino in this b**h and you Manolo in that movie This that Uzi, I'm no thug, no b**h can't use me, I'm no drug But I put that toolie to your mug, hot as a two-piece to your tongue Canada conglomerate, blammers I've got on my back You ain't gotta go to the zoo to see where them llamas at Put them 24s on my coupe, it look like I'm tryna stack Higher than a pile at the laundromat, Swavey I be stackin' books, so I'm a time-is-money author Please don't hit my phone, unless that thing a money offer I be ballin' so hard that my name fill the whole roster I can never go to jail 'cause boy I own a law firm b**h, I got that twista in my swisha This the sh** to hit ya frame until you n***as get the picture I just hit 180 on my jigsaw, that's your lady? She my b**h Look I'm so mixed up, where my fix-up? Hola, cómo está? Spanish women on my jock Spend so much guap at the club that they had to ban me from the spot I live in Miami where it's hot and I get in them panties, where your spot? I be sippin' that liquor that put me inside the position to get me to gettin' that guap, boy Hop in my delorous-lorious, y'all n***as should forfeit, forfeit My new chick is so bad, so bad, she used to be your b**h, your b**h Hear you haters talkin', but I just ignore it My money, my lady, she overweight, I feel like I'm Norbit [Hook] Don't take a picture, take a look at me Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads Hatin' on money, you couldn't be Oh and I'm so sick, these n***as sick of me Aww, Swavey, these n***as sick of me Aww, Swavey, these n***as sick of me Aww, Swavey, these n***as sick of me Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads [Verse 2] Back in this b**h and I'm packin' a fifth And I'm ready for action, you actin' the ish And you talkin' that trash, it's a smack to your lips I don't give a f** 'bout it, I'm packin' a clip That'll give you that static with that automatic I let n***as have it who's back in that ratchet Despite all the havoc, I have what you lackin' You a**holes, fastfo'd Rewind, now we are on me time n***as got them pies and I ain't talkin' 'bout them Key Limes Ooh, I'm sayin' this more than two times Sayin' this more than two times Thousand-thousand-thousand dollar necklace out of Dubai Look up in the sky and you would see me if I flew by Put that .22 right to the middle of your two eyes If you in the building, b**h, meet the new guy If you in the building, b**h, meet the new guy Oh you love me? Me too, I'm ridin' with no G2 I just call her up before I beat it, get her pre-juiced Tryna get this cash but if I smash, she can be loose I'm too busy bein' me, so f** tryna be you, Swavey [Hook] Don't take a picture, take a look at me Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads Hatin' on money, you couldn't be Oh and I'm so sick, these n***as sick of me Aww, Swavey, these n***as sick of me Aww, Swavey, these n***as sick of me Aww, Swavey, these n***as sick of me Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads [Outro] Ay, ay Jae Fresco, ay, ay, ay Jae Fresco. Give these n***as a f**in' year supply of thermometers, some Tylenol, and some robitussin. These n***as sick of us n***a. Yeah, Swavey, Canada. And I say that to the d**h, n***a, uh. Yo Cirraco take my beat out man, I don't want these n***as loopin' it