Green Ranger Lyrics - Dedication 4 - Lil Wayne

When this shit dropped, I was like 16 

Tryna get some head from a mixed thing, big dreams 

Say goodbye to ripped jeans, nigga got a job 

Had my little wad, worst fear is getting robbed 

For my last 50 dollars that I had left over 

5 dollars in they pocket, nigga in his left shoulder 

Minimum wage $5.15, 13′s on the whip, kept my shit clean 

Uh, actually that was my momma shit 

But I'm driving 'round town on my Obama shit 

Middle class my ass, just to get a tank of gas 

Had to run the guns up the street and pawn the shit 

But yeah I'm headed for a scholarship 

Little scrap game, but I got a lot of lip 

That's why them niggas don't like me and always wanna fight me 

A dumb nigga hate a smart mouth most-likely 

Uh, I know the game, I'm an expert 

Nigga how you gonna jump me if my legs work? 

Nigga I'm gone, showed up at the crib tryna bone 

And I ain't fuck yet cause her momma always home 

God damn, Lor-Lord Have Mercy 

Please God don't let this little broad have herpes 

My nigga say she fast like Jackie Joyner-Kersee 

Gold medals if we gave hoes medals 

No rose petals on a bed in the ghettos 

Spiderman sheets got us singing falsetto 

Tall white tee's, can't believe we used to wear those 

White folks looking at us like we're weirdos 

But we was only kiddo's 

Grabbing titties in the club, pocket full of skittles 

Tryna get the kitty was like tryna solve a riddle 

Tryin' get to Diddy cause I murder instrumentals 

It's that good old fashioned Mark Jackson 

Fucked then I'll pass, y'all Utah Jazz 

And y'all borin', I don't play nigga I'm Mark Madsen 

That's why my knots thick like a fucking Kardashian 

I'm not asking my nigga I don't need favors 

I'm in the streets with the fiends, I done seen danger 

My team major, we party like teenagers 

I'm in the green Range, nigga I'm the green ranger 

(I fucking ran out of breath) 

Team major, we party like teenagers 

I'm in the green Range, nigga I'm the green ranger 

Cole 

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Yeah, yeah, yeah 

I don't even like this beat, but fuck it 

I'm only gon' spit a few bars cause I don't like this beat 

Let's go, uh 

Bitch I'm the old news, I'm more like gold shoes 

She eat my whole dick, she like Whole Foods 

They say I'm old school, but I dropped out 

Drop ya body off at a cops house 

They throwing up them bricks, you better box out 

My niggas got enough white to build Barack house 

I got my drawers on, Sam Rothstein 

.44 on my waist, Rick Ross jeans 

I've been faded, stone wash jeans 

New pussy, new money, New Orleans 

50 up in that Uzi, G-G-G-G-Unit 

I murk you with that bitch, scratch the serial number, re-use it 

Uh, I'm from the N.O., stretch niggas out like limo's 

That Uzi go zit-zit-zit-zit-zit-zit, that's pimples 

Uh, I'm 'bout to go banana puddin' 

Haha, you a dyke cause your man a pussy 

Hit you from the blindside, no Sandra Bullock 

Never bite the hand that feeds you, always watch the hand that's cooking 

Tunechi 

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Hahahaha, yeah man 

D4 hoe 

Shout out Cole 

You already know what it is 

Cole World, Wayne's World 

We in this bitch hoe 

Special delivery at your front door 

Hahahahahahaa 

Red bow biatch!