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LIL WAYNE lyrics : "Green Ranger Ft. J. Cole"

[J. Cole]
When this %#@! drop, I was like 16
Tryna get some head from a mixed thing

Big dreams, say about some ripped jeans
^!$$% got a job, have my little ?
Worst fear is getting robbed for my last 50 dollars that I had left over

5 dollars in they pocket, ^!$$% in his left shoulder
Minimum wage 5.15. 13′s on the whip
Kept my %#@! clean

Actually that was my momma %#@!
But I'm driving round town on my Obama %#@!
Middle class my $$#, just to get a tank of gas

Had to run the guns up the street and pawn the %#@!
But, yeah I'm headed for a scholarship
Little scrap game but I got a lot of lip

Thats why them ^!$$%s don't like me and always wanna fight me
A dumb ^!$$% hate a smart mouth most likely
I know the game I'm an expert

^!$$%, how you gonna jump me if my legs work?
^!$$% I'm gone, showed up at the crib tryna bone
And I aint $#&@ yet cause her momma always home

God damn, Lor-Lord have Mercy
Please God don't let this little broad have herpes
My ^!$$% says she fast like Jackie Joyner-Kersee

Gold medals if we gave hoes ?
No rose petals on a bed in the ghettos
Spiderman sheets got us singing falsetto

Tall white tee's, can't believe we used to wear those
White folks looking at us like we're weirdos
But we was only kiddo's

Grabbing !@%$ in the club, pocket full of skittles
Tryna get the kitty was like tryna solve a riddle
Tryna get the Diddy, cause I murder instrumentals

It's that good old fashioned Mark Jackson
$#&@ed then I'll pass, y'all Utah Jazz
And ya'll borin', I don't play ^!$$% I'm Mark Madsen

Thats why my knots thick like a $#&@ing Kardashian
I'm not asking my ^!$$% I don't need favours
I'm in the streets with the fiends, I done seen danger

My team major, we party like teenagers
I'm in the green Range, ^!$$% I'm the green ranger
(I $#&@ing ran out of breath)

Team major, we party like teenagers
I'm in the green Range, ^!$$% I'm the green ranger
Cole


[Lil Wayne]
I don't even like this beat, but $#&@ it

I'm only gon spit a few bars cause I don't like this beat

(*##$ I'm not old news, I'm more like gold shoes

She eat my whole dick, she like Whole Foods
They say I'm old school, but I dropped out
Drop ya body off at a cops house

They throwing up them bricks, you better box out
My ^!$$%s got enough white to build Barack house
I got my drawers on, Sam Rothstein

44 on my waist, Rick Ross jeans
I've been faded, stone wash jeans
New #~!!@ new money, New Orleans

50 up in that uzi, g-g-g-unit
I murk you with that (*##$ scratch the serial number, re-use it
I'm from the N-O, stretch you ^!$$%s out like limo's

Uzi go zit-zit-zit-zit-zit, thats pimples
I'm bout to go banana puddin'
haha, you a !@() cause your man a #~!!@

Hit you from the blindside no Sandra Bullock
Never bite the hand that feeds you, always watch the hand that's cooking
Tunechi, D4 Hoe

Shout out Cole
You already know what it is, Cole World
Wayne's World

We in this (*##$ hoe
Special delivery at your front door

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