Ch-chill like, ch-chill like an Eskimo. You should see my 11 year old daughter do they dance. Back to: Soundtracks. Artist||Lil' Wayne Lyrics|. All lyrics are property and copyright of their respective authors, artists and labels. OK, No Ceilings, motherf*cker, good morning. Leggi il Testo, la Traduzione in Italiano, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Watch My Shoes di Lil Wayne. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only. Cause all I eat is rappers. What the f*ck your b*tch got on her mind? Yeah, you get served like a f*cking hors d'œuvre around this ho. I'ma f*ck this beat, you b*tch, ooh, you better c*m. Lil wayne watch my shoes lyrics lil wayne. Bet I run this sh*t, I don't run from sh*t. I still b-beat your ass like a f*cking drumstick. "I don't like to do real songs on there, 'cause the producers be wanting their money, " he shared at the time. Insanely hot track off of Lil Wayne's 2009 mixtape No Ceilings.
Watch My Shoes Songtext. And I ain′t gas'd up because I′m more like a hybrid, You think I'm stunting no I'm just surviving, And I′ve been here but my soul is just arriving, Look up in the air, it′s a crow it's a robin, No ceilings full dose. Strike you like a Bic head, your flow sick? On my Papa Bear sh*t, need hot porridge. Daddy, I go nuts on any beat they throw at me. That's not the intentions. No I don't shine in front of no bitch. Marley why they started me? Watch My Shoes - Lil Wayne. Stripe ya like a big head, yo flow sick my shit dead. Than you'll ever taste or see. "Watch My Shoes" è una canzone di Lil Wayne. Of the woman, On a scale of 1 – 10 and my girl be a 20, My girls so bad make a n-gga think he sinning, My goons so pretty my goons are so with me, Haters got to go on iTunes to go get me. And as we've witnessed, no song has been safe since he figured out this formula. Justin Bieber, Quavo, Chance the Rapper & Lil Wayne).
The God to these Evangelists. Lil Wayne - Shoes Lyrics. Writer/s: Jeremy Allen, Shelton Martin, Melvin Vernell.
Officer, stop arresting your b*tches. Now I'm right back in it, like the drawers of the women. Some better tasting weed That you'll ever taste or see. I call her dickhead, spicy like a Big Red. Straight lyricism, no hooks. 'No Ceilings', R. I. P, amen.
Hold court here and trial and the case around there. Like the drawers of the women. That's why I liked it. The money can't fit in my pockets. And I'm flyer than the highest flyin' bird around this hoe. Weezy Fucking Baby, baby.
And I'm so unfit cause all I eat is rappers. My girl so bad, make a n*gga think he sinnin'. I ain't lying, I can do whatever if I'm planning that. The Fillmore Minneapolis.