Days and Days lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Intro: Lydia Pense & Lil Wayne]
You leave your home for days and days
Yeah (Hey)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne & Lydia Pense]
Money ain't sh*t, b*tches ain't neither (But hey)
You know I'm on that grass, don't cut on the sprinklers (But hey)
pus*y on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers (But hey)
n*ggas try to bite my style, but my style a jalapeño (Hey)
I got skinny ass jeans, trucks on the pocket (But hey)
Money talks, n*gga, I'm caught up in that gossip (But hey)
You know all my b*tches badder, and all my swishas fatter (But hey)
I milk this sh*t like cattle, that's my word like Scrabble
And yo main girl is a ho, I go Wayne's World in her throat
She swallow so many nuts, you f*ck around, find a squirrel in her throat
I go tapeworm in that ho, let my snake squirm in that ho
n*gga we take turns in that ho, these n*ggas so green they glow
I am the best thing since wet pus*y, on my private jet with my chef cookin'
So big-headed, my neck crooked, my n*ggas foul when the ref's lookin'
My big bro is Mack Maine, so much weed I got grass stains
Deez nuts, that's baggage claim, I'm on them trees like Candy Canes
Lil Tunechi (Hey)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz & Lydia Pense]
(But hey) Yeah, 2 Chainz (But hey)
I might book me for a show (But hey)
Charge my ass the low and pick up the whole dough (But hey)
That's hustlenomics, I was high in my class pictures (But hey)
I like math, all I did was add b*tches (Hey)
Swagga galore, got your girl on all fours (But hey)
It's not doggystyle, I call it froggystyle (Hey)
You dog her out, I tell her, hop in (Hey)
2 Chainz, my first chain had a twin
Gas in my blunt, watching ESPN
And, if that pus*y good I wanna see her again
Yeah, I'm from College Park and I got ya broad with me (With me)
Salt water pool, I can put a shark in it (Damn)
Everything authentic (Tru), plus I named my pistols
Last name "f*ck," first name "I Don't Give A" (Bah)
Pockets look pregnant, they 'bout to deliver
So when I start pimpin', you know the procedure, yeah
[Refrain: Lydia Pense & Lil Wayne]
You leave your home for days and days
Alright, uh (Hey)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Lydia Pense]
All my n*ggas gangstas, all my b*tches freaks (But he—)
I tickle her pus*y, got that pus*y tickle pink (Hey)
I'm the heart of the streets, and I just skipped a beat (But hey)
And if that pus*y sweet, I want that candy, trick or treat (But hey)
I got diamonds in my teeth, so all my words are precious (But—)
I'm so f*ckin' hot I sssssss, I'ma need some more S's
Man I'm on some other sh*t, I want another b*tch
That want another b*tch, and I don't cuddle b*tch
I hit her with that shovel di*k, I got in that pus*y and dug a ditch
Some people gotta punch the clock, man I rather punch a brick
'Cause I'm that n*gga, and I'm so cold I just shivered
These n*ggas think they hard, these n*ggas just nipples
I pop a n*gga like a 'sicle, drop a n*gga like a missle
Mo' money mo' issues, I size you up then fit you
Tunechi

[Outro: Lydia Pense]
You leave your home for days and days
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