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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

100 Winters Lyrics - Lil Wayne

SB don't spy seven five jeans 

5000 islands on my fuckin' wallet chain 

I be wallin' man, I'm a island man 

There ain't nothin' else by me, man 

(Ha, ha) 

 

I tell them float on and go on to the ozone 

I'm so gone, my blunt like a prolong 

I pro long and hold on to it like a trombone 

I'm so blown and um, I got that cock back 

I don't need that thumb bone 

 

So come on 

You get the one with the drum on it 

That's the one that goes dit 

Di-di-di-di-di-di-dit 

I'm so terrific when I spit 

 

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Put my foot up in yo ass 

Now I'm kickin' in yo shit 

Now I'm pitchin' at yo bitch 

 

And she catch it with her lip 

Nah, she catch it with her mouth 

And since I'm the president 

She tried to catch it on her blouse 

 

I tell her, whoa, easy, baby 

I'm king cake so she eat the baby, wait 

Shit gets way more crazier 

We flip the bitch like she was in the gymnasium 

I ain't fuckin' with the bitches with the stadium 

 

That's no dome, bitch, go home 

Yeah, bi-bi-bi bitch, bitch 

I spit the hundred winters on my snow cone 

Lil' nigga walkin' like he get his bowl on 

Boss man, pimp stro, pimp stro 

I can let my money go when the wind blow 

 

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Then it come right back like a rental 

And make them bitches understand me like 10 fo 

Niggas is simple like instrumentals 

I bet you bitches understand me like 10 fo 

 

Get ya top chopped and get trimmed low 

Somethin' like my Benzo 

Ridin' with my friend's hoes 

No, I mean my hoe's friends 

 

Fuckin' all my hoe's friends 

Takin' all my hoe's ends 

That will make that globe spin 

I tell these young niggas, pimp or die 

 

Won't get that Benz if they don't split them 

Eyes dip 'em thighs, thin 'em ties and if you reach at 

I, I don't preach, I screech and give you beef with them fries 

Yeah 

 

Come to the beach and find 

I live where all the little seagulls fly 

See baby, I'm so high 

All I need you to do is just shut up and fry 

(Ha, ha) 

 

Yeah, look 

Me an' Mac is just two niggas from the same hood 

They all from the same tree, cut from the same wool 

I'm just the young lion and he the young bull 

Now slam me da bull 

That pistol on my hip, now I gotta hand in the pool 

 

I had a Lammy in school, I think it was diablo red 

I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I-ed because of what you said 

Chyee, I'm sharp as an image 

And I keep it bumpin' like a mothafuckin' blemish 

Two twins shrink me up like genies 

When I'm finished, I say Billion 

 

When I'm finished they say, "Weezy, you killed it" 

Hop on yo shit and say, "Weezy, you healed it" 

So fly I got wings tattooed on me 

A gun glued on me but I pop ya in ya stomach 

 

Now I got yesterday's food on me 

Now that was real rude, homie 

And I smell like a weed plant 

Young Money muthafucka, where that cheese at? 

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