Intro : '09 We Tote, My Ni**as ain't no joke.
And We keep them blows, so please don't get smoked,
f** around with them f** around, and you f** around and get smoked. f** around with them f** arounds and you f** around and get smoked.
(Lil Wayne)
Im Rollin, All my Ni**as Rollin.
Keep that f**in' red bandana, Holk Hogan.
Im cuttin' up like scissors, Comin' down hard like Blizzards,
Im getting head while giving head, Thats a head on Collision.
Im all up on pill, I keep this sh** Trill,
These n***as aint forreal,...Like a Fire Drill.
Yo Hoe on my back like a f**in' fith wheel.
That b**h make her pu**y open and close like fish gills,
I Put all my n***as on, But some of them n***as gone,
Them n***as callin my phone. Leave me alone.
Im lightin up that strong, then pa** it to my bro.
Numbers dont lie. Except 5-0.
Different color trukfit shirts, You ni**as pull down your skirts,
If i die off these purps, But a bad b**h in my hearse.
My hoes lift up their skirts, Im high as captain kirk, If we run out of work,
We Rob..Like Burke
(Chorus)
'09 We Tote, My Ni**as ain't no joke.
And We keep them blows, so please don't get smoked,
f** around with them f** around, and you f** around and get smoked. f** around with them f** arounds and you f** around and get smoked. [[x2]]
[Verse 2 Lil Mouse]
Corlay RIP him, Darnell RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you gone meet them
My n***as rollin for seetah, that b**h going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I turned her to a eater
his squad move burbons, yea n***a on feedback
.30 clip and them hollow tips make him do the running man
Go for them, f** man; I'm rolling with my hitters
I'll send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
n***as talking sh** in the club, he better watch his self
Melly got the .30 on his hip, he gone need some help
I'm a gangster, n***a, and I could do this sh** my f**ing self
Pistol to his melon; it ain't gone be nothing left
[Hook x2 Lil Mouse]
09, we tote - my n***as ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked
f** around with them f**-arounds, and you f** around and get smoked
f** around with them f**-arounds, and you f** around and get smoked
[Verse 3 Lil Wayne]
Runnin up with my gangstas, runnin up in this yella hoes
Everybody wanna f** my b**h
Her p**y lips like heaven doors
Its p**y money and kush
Skateboards and shroom
These n***as think they the sh**
These n***as perfume
Highly grove, so highly grove
On my road so highly grove
Im sick with it, Ive been diagnosed
We dont cut the coke, thats diet coke
These n***as broke, Im paid in full
Blood game, Redbull
My tongue like a serve board
Her p**y like a way pool
[Hook x2 Lil Mouse]
09, we tote - my n***as ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked
f** around with them f**-arounds, and you f** around and get smoked
f** around with them f**-arounds, and you f** around and get smoked