Тексты песен «Lil' Wyte»

[chorus x2] Shiny rims like a star, i've been tippin on some bong Blow a ounce of that good, when i come through my hood They be like, i likes dat bout dat boy They be like, i likes dat bout dat boy Night lite flickin...

That's why you gotta come talk to me, Cause Jesus kept you alive for a reason. He knew Satan was in my heart raisin my hand to kill you, And Satan... he knew i had a good 6 or 7 years of appeal Before they dropped them...

That's why you gotta come talk to me, Cause Jesus kept you alive for a reason. He knew Satan was in my heart raisin my hand to kill you, And Satan... he knew i had a good 6 or 7 years of appeal Before they dropped them...

Hit that Hit that Hit that Hit that Hit that Hit that Hit that Hit that alright im thinkin bout getting slumed out fuck that i know give me the lean been in the trap hustlin all night were its hard to keep my sneakers...

Hey, hey don't take those man.. What? I almost gave you the wrong shit man.. Hey man I already took 'em man.. Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Hey what do ya mean "whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa"? Haha Wow man Hey what was that shit...

[DJ Paul + Juicy J talking] Motherfucker it's on nigga Hypnotize motherfucking Minds got damn it Once again Lil' Wyte it's going down Lil' Wyte Doubt Me Now The new album, Yea for all you haters and you motherfuckin'...

[DJ Paul + Juicy J talking] Motherfucker it's on nigga Hypnotize motherfucking Minds got damn it Once again Lil' Wyte it's going down Lil' Wyte Doubt Me Now The new album, Yea for all you haters and you motherfuckin'...

Start this night out right so i dont fall on my face I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge They got 6 shots of tequila and half a bottle of bacardi The bottle came from someones cooler when we...

Start this night out right so I dona??t fall on my face I got some rednecks with me Ready to get drunk and shoot the gauge They got 6 shots of tequila and half a bottle of Bacardi The bottle came from someone cooler...

[Chorus: repeat 4X] Drop it off drop it off Bitch I got a sawed off Put that money in the bag Hoe I'll blow yo ass off [Verse One] It all started out cool and calm, we had it under control We had blueprints to the bank...

[Chorus: repeat 4X] Drop it off drop it off Bitch I got a sawed off Put that money in the bag Hoe I'll blow yo ass off [Verse One] It all started out cool and calm, we had it under control We had blueprints to the bank...

[chorus] Yo mamma yo daddy yo greasy greasy grand mammy Man they gettin wild as fuck era body gettin crunk [x2] Gimme room gimme room quit stepin on my toes [x4] Yo mamma, yea I seen her butt naked in the front row Yo...

[Chorus - Project Pat] In the hood stackin funds Got me feelin real pimpish Purple kush in my lungs Got me feelin real pimpish Got carrots in the charms? Got me feelin real pimpish Feelin real pimpish Got me feelin real...

[Chorus - Juicy J:] Im getting fucked up mane im getting fucked up [4x] A playa drinkin makas maka cranberry vodka [Lil Wyte] Give me a cup some ice some vodka let's go Give me some dro let me put down the crown n coke...

"George Bush" [Chorus 2x] Some people call it dro some people call it Kush If it's some mutherfuckin killer Imma call it George Bush Imma call it George Bush Imma call it George Bush If it's some mutherfuckin killer...

"Get Gone" [Chorus 2x] I got no heart no soul a ski mask a big toe You get wrong and I'm a show you how you can get gone (get gone) I'm a show you how you can get gone (get gone) I'm a show you how you can get gone...

[Chorus] Break it down (Break it down) Roll it up (Roll it up) Lite it up (Lite it up) Get high. get high, get high Break it down (Break it down) Roll it up (Roll it up) Lite it up (Lite it up) Get high. get high, get...

(feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse) [Intro: DJ Paul] yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsayn Once again it's on baby, y'all know what time it is I know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn, You gatta actually killa a mothafucka out here Just ta let a...

"Get Wrong" [Hook:] We brought a pound in da club, we don't give a fuck Unit on my hip, ho, click pour it up Get wrong if you wanna, If you wanna get wrong, if you wanna, If you wanna [Verse 1:] Welcome everybody, I...

[Chorus] You see me on them 24s fuckin tatted up These suckas hate my guts cause i whip that batter up Im gettin money boy Im gettin money boy Im gettin money boy Im gettin money boy I keep a K or a sawed off in my hand...