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Lil Wayne lyrics : "My Homies Still"

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Man, f*ck y'all with a sick d*ck, semi automatic no click click
We don't feel you like an elephant, gettin' f*cked with a tick dick

Little n*gga with a thick b*tch, and before I f*ck this b*tch
I gotta put that patch over my third eye Slick Rick
Trukfit, T-Shirt, talk second, skeet first

Boy yo girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first
She give me brain, research, and I prefer, reefer
But if you want some !@%!e it's cool, cause my homies still


[Hook]
Yeah my homies still

My homies still
Yeah my homies still
Don't make my goons go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid, yeah
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah


[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Okay, my girls and cars both skirt off

I like a #~!!@ that's so wet that I can surf off
In a hot spot cause a n*gga never chillin'
I do it for my n*ggas, I just do it to these b*tches

Boy, I overgrind, overshine
Ain't another n*gga over Sean
I'm getting paid, it's Oprah time

I'm rollin' pine, I'm so divine
I'm West side, West side
Dark glasses on like I'm goin' blind

Looking like Eazy E, it's just me and Lil Weezy-we
Get off my dick!


[Hook]
Yeah my homies still
My homies still

Yeah my homies still
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah


Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah


[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Look, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West

My n*ggas bumping so much bass, muthaf*ckas going deaf
Weezy F, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West
My n*ggas bumping so much bass

Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi
I don't love them
Got so much !@%!e, you gon' need another nose man

And I just play my hand, but I am not the dealer
You see I got them tear drops, I cry yo $$# a river
I got that Trukfit t-shirt, listenin' to Rebirth

I skate until my feet hurt, hot boy, free Turk
#~!!@ for dessert
Put your hands beneath Earth

And I don't sell drugs, but if you need work
My homies still


[Hook]
Yeah my homies still
My homies still

Yeah my homies still
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah

Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah


[Verse 4: Big Sean]
Whoa, okay, boi this here's what I do do
Got your sister dancing, not the kind that's in a tutu

Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that voodoo
She said can't nobody do it better, I tell her, true true yep
True true, my my bro bro say these b*tches ain't sh*t

I got the girl you came with and the girl she came wit'
She leaking and drippin', whoa there I might just come slip in
And your misses gonna go missin'
If she addicted to what my d*ck did
Boy I get it

(Lil b*tch!)

[Hook]
Yeah my homies still
My homies still (Finally Famous in this)

Yeah my homies still (G.O.O.D.)
Lil n*gga! Make my goons go stupid!
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (Boi boi)
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (Go dumb)


Look, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West
My n*ggas bumping so much bass, muthaf*ckas going deaf
Weezy F, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West
My n*ggas bumping so much bass

Yea, uh-huh, Young Mula
F*ck yo girl

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