Artist: Lil Wayne
EP: D6: Reloaded
Year: 2017
[Verse 1 – Lil Wayne]
Lean made me swerve in the cruising lane
Your money funny like Pootie Tang
Had to leave Cash Money, had to do my thing
New password, new username
My new teams loves having newer things
One phone call and my jeweler came
I bought you, and you, and you, and you, and you a chain
Daddy got bust at the gun range
My drugs cost more than your mortgage
The hoes gon’ throw ’em out regardless
I’mma throw the hoes another party
Nigga I ain’t got hoes, I got an audience, damn
Every week fashion week, runway
Fly the bitch overseas, one way
The bitch come out here and go both ways
Made her eat so much pussy, need a lunch break, damn
She ain’t even hable inglés
Got the booty with the thighs and a shrunk waist
And right between her thighs is an entreé
And she know I’mma need more than one plate, yeah
And I look up in the sky through my sun shades
Lookin’ in the eyes of a sun ray
I ask it: “can I shine?”, it say: “all day”
Made the sign of cross over the heart ray, Amen
Boom bang, red beam, blue flame
Tunechi got clique like Hussain
Stick got kick like Liu Kang
My bitch got tits and two chains
Damn, I’m tied to the track of a money train
You blind to the fact, that’s a fucking shame
I still come bread with the butter stain
Got the world on my back, you got puppet strings, yeah
[Chorus – Lil Wayne]
Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]
Your bitch fucked till the Uber came
My clique love sipping Houston drank
Yeah that’s purple, magenta, and fuchsia man
My bitch love watching Boomerang
My kids love watching Stranger Things
It’s gorilla warfare, y’all orangutans
She gon’ hit the cocaine like a hurricane
It gon’ make her do a whole lot of other things
It gon’ make her takeoff then jump off the plane
Make her race racecars in the lovin’ lane, pew
Make her drop the top in the summer rain
Make her pussy come again, tell these pussies: “come again”
Fuck her hard, fuck her soft, she want love and pain
She gon’ have to walk it off, or do the Running Man
Nigga fuck the game, fuck the game, fuck the game
What they think it’s wonderland? Think it’s fun and games
These funny ass niggas think they Martin Payne
Try to walk it like you talk it, never walk again
Hundred thousand flat in a rubber band
But I could get you whacked for some pocket change
And my niggas snap like the paparazzi gang
And you know they say a picture say a thousand things
She wanna be with me and feel alive again
She wanna join a gang, but she gotta train
I never knew her name, still forgot her name
Thots shall never ever thot again
I flew her to Columbia, her body changed
She came back home with the model frame
Now all the hoes wanna know her doctor name
All these hoes looking for a power change, brr
Damn, who that is? Him? Not again
He don’t get the picture till it’s out the frame
Nigga washed up like a box of Gain
He don’t get the scripture till the choir sang, Amen
Tunechi mayne, Tunechi mayne, Mula gang
Live life, Superman running through the veins
Street smart nigga, I could be a tutor mayne
My shooters aim at your motherfucking pupil mayne, bang
Don’t talk stupid, it’s your block, we gon’ be loopin’ mayne
My gang stay away from the trooper gang
Spit flame like my name King Koopa mayne
But if the pussy sweet, you can call me Sugar Shane
[Chorus – Lil Wayne]
Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
[Verse 3 – Lil Wayne]
Your bitch out of my groupie gang
Can’t blame her, it’s you to blame
Eat xan bars like Nutrigain
Coochi better smell like sushi mayne
Another pain pill, that’ll sooth the pain
Tunechi mayne, Tunchi mayne, Mula gang
Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
Your bitch out of my groupie gang
Your bitch fucked till the Uber came
My bitch love to do hookah mayne
Black barbies got booty fame
My white barbies got Hooters fame
I’m the eye doctor that you should blame
When she tell you she don’t wanna see you again
The lean made me swerve in the cruising lane
Your money funny like Pootie Tang
Had to leave Cash Money, had to do my thing
New password, new username, ayy
[Outro – Lil Wayne]
Thots shall never ever thot again
Thots shall never ever thot again
Thots shall never ever thot again
Thots shall never ever thot again
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