Rappers By Lyric

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti

That's why I need a one dance, got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go, higher powers taking a hold on me

A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire Tougher than Nigerian hair

This one is for the boys with the boomin' system Top down, AC with the cooler system

Rack city b****, rack rack city b**** Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties, b****

And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us Straight up weed, no angel dust, label us notorious

When the pimp's in the crib, ma Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot

So I ball so hard, m*****f*****s wanna fine me But first n****s gotta find me

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a n**** with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin’ this

Rappers I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin' Musician, inflictin' composition, of pain

First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil For real, you the only father that I ever knew

Go, shorty, it's your birthday We gon' party like it's your birthday

Let's get lost tonight You could be my black Kate Moss tonight

Percocets (ya), molly, Percocets (Percocets) Rep the set (yee), gotta rep the set (gang, gang)

I've been f****n' h**s and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (ayy, ayy)

Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again

(Woo) Made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose

I still see your shadows in my room Can't take back the love that I gave you

Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh N***a, why you trippin'? Get your mood right, uh