Tony Yayo - Wannabe lyrics

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Tony Yayo - Wannabe lyrics

[Chorus: Tony Yayo] n***a I'm a baller, shot caller 23 inches on a phantom with the spoiler Baller gettin head tonight Dutchie rolled tight duck the feds tonight On the high wayyyy I got the things on the high wayy Moving bricks the better way Better way, better way, yeaaaaah [Tony Yayo:] I used to smoke blunts in the amp you know the hoop ride Now it's hermee jeans with the patch on the inside The 800 hold a blicky up I'm in all white, roll the sticky up Rest in peace to ethel, rest in peace to huey n***a make a move, I'm a make a movie Righteous k** like deniro and paccino f** boys sweet like some f**ing frappuchino n***as on the set and handle all the fiends orders Rod need a bathroom set for his daughter I used to buy weed right by the fish house 1 2 1 1 10 when the dreads out Pieces go up, pieces go down Task run up, n***as go down I hold a 4 pound, not to be frank f** a pair of sneakers got a marble fish tank I got fish scales, my pills have you cellabit They have you seeing t-pain on a pink elephant I'm a hustler, you a strusstler Strugglin to hustle I don't move a muscle [Chorus] [Spider Loc:] If it don't make dollars then it don't make the attenary We do move more heat like the millitary Air force ones, top guns go hard In miami waters more than the coast guards Jump off the jet ski, hop on a speed boat Cut throats commit the murder that greed wrote Me and my guerillas got gravy deals But still k** at will like navy seals Handle on the eagle just flash and accord Got the streets on lock like the national guard If you want me better bring an army 21 gun saluter I'm a shooter [Chorus] [40 Glocc:] Never claimed to be a baller but I'm all in Kobe bryant in the courtroom what they call him 32 slim jeans, that's f*g That's my b**h size, call that fat I'm crack on a track worth 15 5 10 east next stop I-95 My altitude 40 thou I'm so higggh My license revoked, I don't drive Cobalt city homeboy born to ride 2 hands minus a finger use that 9 A brick ain't 10 a key don't use that line Bite the hand when it feeds put his teeth on the side [Chorus]