Lil Wayne - Loud Pipes lyrics

[Mannie] Wha wha wha n***a n***a I put piss stains on private planes cause its my jet n***a Money ain't sh** cause my rottweilers drink moet Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers Player, I use Cristal to lubricate rubbers Who got sh** on his wrist that cost 3 nickel Who got the project on lock when that n***a slanging pickle Who got Benz, a prowler, playboy, and a Vette Tell the truth--who f**ed ya on the same night when we met? Now, who got baby mamas from the noila to new york Who got every b**h attention in this motherf**er when he talk Now who the f** we talking bout, look, y'all don't know? I'll give you a hint, see that b**h you with? He f**ed that hoe Now look here, y'all ain't seen my watch, its like Harlem world video White diamonds, red rubies, blue baguettes, I don't know Shorty, when the next time I'ma be up in your bed I love you? you love me? Well go head on and gimme some head [Chorus: x2] Loud pipes big rims Wodie that's our life When we pull up at the club Sorry that's our night I know a lot of haters out there saying That that's not right But our diamonds are much bigger So that's our life [Verse 2: (Baby)] I told four I need something With some hell of a ice n***a came back with a hell of a price That ain't nothing These hoes doing ghella wrong Calling these n***as on our cell phone b**h riding Benz on 20 inch chrome Gimme the key, the car hoe, and the alarm For my prowler, my jag, my Benz and my home b**h you'll never ride 20 inch chrome I love to shine, that's why the choppa is mine Hit my block in my Benz hoe with stretch tires Bought a new car that I couldn't drive Ordered the tunes before a n***a could drive When I put the Bose system right behind my eyes With the vc's and tv's so a n***a could shine With my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5 And tell all my hoes they don't need no job [Chorus 2x] [B.G] I ride the best from a Benz to a jag to a beamer to a lex Might fly first cla** on delta, helicopter or a jet I'm a stunter, I'm a reppa Geezy like to shine Drink Don, Moet, and Cris See that's the finest wine 20 inches is the only thing I sit my sh** on Don't bring ya b**h around me Cause my dick she'll wanna sit on And I ain't gonna tell her nothing different That's ya issue But after she come back Your best out is not to kiss her Hoes sick saying damn, look at Fresh pinky ring Look at BG watch That b**h blingalingaling I'm a ice wearer, trust me, you will never See me sporting nothing that ain't 20 g's or better Me and Wayne take the left Juve and Baby take the right Its dark in the room, we hold up our watches and its light Cash Money millionaires living a hell of a life Like my n***a weezay said, we surrounded by ice [Chorus: x2] [Lil Wayne] Whoa whoa whoa Now I'm shining baby glossing Big tymin stuntin and flossing Lamborghini sitting on broads With two more in my garages Plus a blue and black ferrari With Nintendo and Atari Man I swear the car is awesome Vroom! sorry we lost 'em I'm back I pull up smelling like dime sacks and cognac I leave in the hummer, Hour later I'm flying back Whoosh, private jets about to land The women fall out when I let em touch my hand I get out the plane into a Mercedes Benz van TVs all over with chrome 20 inch fans, damn Got damn Man I am L-I-L, weezy, off the heezy But still in all, ice flooding on my watch And in my grill and all Porch blocks front blocks Still in all, me and Slim in the Rover Beatrice brick holder, Cash Money young soulja [Chorus]