Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana

Rollers And Riders
[Lil Wayne:] Yessir, Weezy F. Baby, ya, I thank the lord each and every day, And I'll have three blunts to sip air'y-aid My grill looks like an iced out baracade And I got more green than the everglades I'm the ****, I am funky like I never bathe, Baby, I'm tryin' to do numbers like a yellow page When I was 14 I told my ma we will see better days And sure enough I got misita in a better place I ****s with Marley and Kapeeto from the eastside, On the eastside we all blood, we all family, never D.I. Keep my knees high in my levi, Now, don't **** up my de-sign Yeah, I am big dog, big dog, barkin' at you felines Yeah, you nigga's is simple, what's a Bentley to a Nissan? I can **** around go by the store, but go head and get your lease sign Yeah, go head, add another finger to the peace sign, that's the W and B sign, bitch Yeah, ya' understands me, Mack they gonna' respect me 'Cause I'm a rider, I'm just another motha'****in' southsider I'm on that syurp, so I act a 'lil tired And everybody sippin', baby, I'm a rider And everybody with me [Repeat] [Juelz Santana:] Songtexte(Haha) Money over everything, accept blood, For money I do everything; shed blood, spill blood, kill 'ya Fo'sho paper, you get slow'mo paper They say my money ****in' up the ozone layer (Woah) I got yacht money, you got robo' paper, Told ya', my money waver tip yo' robo ova' (Ova') I let the gats flare (Yep), quicker than the mac flare (Yep) I hear ya' pussies need a pap-smear, haha, yeah So come follow this (Come), gun-dermatoligist (Me) One gun by the hip (Uh-oh), show you how the Poppa's sit (Pop, pop, pop) Believe me, my bullets bite with a lobster grip (Damn) And trust me, I know how to fish (Gotcha'), Boy And I feel like a shark on his worst day (Move) 'Cause you're just a little mermaid I got that promethazine flow (What's that?), Slow They can't **** with me (Nope) Let's go, come'on Dipset, you know what it is, Santana, ay', ye'dig, all right, Dipset bitch, I'm a roller, just another motha'****in' east'coasta' I get high, I get twisted, never sober And all my nigga's keep they hand on that toasta' And you know what? [Repeat] Aus Songtexte Mania