Osinachi - The Cliche Lil Wayne Feature (It's the Remix Baby!) lyrics

[Hook] I'm just doin' what I got to do Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots Flyer then the rest of them Flyer then the rest of them Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots Flyer then the rest of them Flyer then the rest of them Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots Still got my nike boots [x8] [Verse 1: Wale] It's the return of the amba**ador heard you bammas sa**in' Now I'm laughin' cause I'm pa**ing ya Yeah And bammas rap but, they lack the pa**ion for it They lack the vision young Folarin now can labrador em I reel them in, Goadomes on see I'm on my scott storch staying clear of Timbalands Yea I be clever no thug but the street love em YBM and EMP it's like we brothers And peace Harlem and the Dipset phenomena D.C. got you we got them like you got 'em on... yeah Yea my fan base pilin' on... yeah My haters need Tylenol And by the way I seen the iTunes hatin' I think it's more racist than ratings Anyways give it up the capital the nation Where weapons similar to dry grapes Or babies they raisin [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] If it's bullsh** you want, bullsh** I shall Yea I'm a kick it off n***a heads and tails Red lobster everyday shrimp heads and tails And bad b**hes give me head and tail And bad b**hes give me head and tell See I'm ahead but you stay the snail I move they see the back of my Nikes Got to the end of the tunnel And I was the light Always strapped so I was alright Naked woman rub my back And ask me how was my night I say 'b**h stay out of my business' When we f** she say 'Just stay out of my kidneys' I say 'don't say it if Simon didn't' And America idolize a n***a But they better cause b**h I'm me And you are you too, but b**h I'm three I be [Hook] [Verse 3: Wale] The revolution has arrived Luchador like I been masked but still remain fly That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with Young Rey Mysterio mixed with Chavo Guerrero Flyer than the rest of them make 'em all remember me Make 'em all similar to mind of an elephant Mine reeks excellence y'all reeks estrogen Everybody know me like the Contra code for extra men Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone Train of thought running like it's Kenyan I carry on Been in more beef than Jerry Yum's, I buried 'em Always next to Madness like Kenyon, carry on Flyer them the rest I told you I'm ish Watch me exercise my excrement while sending messages DMV's messenger love it so I'm reppin' it Hail to the Skins rest in peace Sean Taylor 1 [Hook]