HollyWeezy lyrics

by

Timbaland


[Intro]
Uh
Yeah (x2)
Eh
Yeah(x2)
Uh
(I-I-I-I-AM-SU)

[Verse 1]
This here ain't free, this ain't oxygen
I'm taking all the love I can give
I'm on some 'I'm right back papa sh*t'
Why you just floppin' sh*t?
We do the opposite
My flow is stupid
My swagga retarded
But b*tch I'm not far from incompetent
Don't condone violence
But if they want problems
We want the phone like we parliment
Someone tell Weezy to gimme a call
I'm feelin' like him in 2008
A whole bunch of haters, I whole bunch of favors
I feelin' like granus a mile away
I'm lookin' adversity in her face
Imma drink coffee, all I need is mug
Like 4 b*tch I like you better when you dress down
She be acting too satiti when she clean up
I'm fresh off a tour
My granny just died
I feel like I have got no patience left
To walk in my shoes, is to follow a giant
But this n*gga still takin' baby steps
They must not know who they rappin' with
I'm way too focused an accurate
I'm on my grind, I'm so Indie
That sh*t be from Indianapolis
If theres a will we can make a way
That s what the [?] can't take away
Take her pants off. like she wearing break aways
And we finish off , Mary Jane, paper planes
Heavy kicking like i'm weraing ackle weights
Dodgoing my exes for o's like i'm writing' plays
I swear I feel like jhonny cage
Inside my whole mouth like Jhanny dang
Money is nothin'. I make a G, eazy
Do that from the Bay to the Universe
In lovewith the money
I'm all in m y feelings and b*tch i would not get my feelings hurt
I can;t do nothing probono
n*gga don't like me, it's f*ck em
No homo
sh*t done got crazy i hit the road solo
I can;t f*ck with you, bor, batty boys no more
We come from Cali, my girls come from Soho
Lie to me baby, my di*k like Pinociho
89 baby like 5'5's and 44
Smoking that loud got me so anti-social
Study my vocals
Copy my style
How can this rap n*ggas not be my child?
I guess we in Bae what they got to do now
Ohh, my grandma is proud of her child
I be feeling like the man when i roll
West coast wanna ht, we can roll too
n*gga hit my twitter like he missin the old Su
Swallow my pride it was nasty like cold food
Yeah
Lets get it
(I-I-I-I-AM-SU) [x4]
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