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Young Money - Streets Is Watchin'

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Piesa Young Money Streets Is Watchin' face parte de pe albumul We Are Young Money , lansat in anul 2009 la casa de discuri Universal Music .

Versuri Young Money - Streets Is Watchin'



[Lil' Wayne - Intro:] 
Yeah, uh huh 
David Banner on the beat bitch 
Hahaha 
Young Money, Streets 
 
[Lil' Wayne - Verse 1:] 
I'm a east sider rider, whoa kemosabe 
Bitches get to stepping like Cole,Gina, Tommy 
Pussy is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon 
And simon say go and get my motherfucking money 
Young Moolah bitch, tell them hoes, take their clothes off 
And I don't hunt birds but I'll shoot you in your mohawk 
Yeah, flow nasty like coleslaw 
Call me mister no flaw 
 
[Gudda Gudda - Verse 2:] 
Yeah, I sip drank and pop pills til I dose off 
Wake up, grab the mic then I go's off 
Too G for office, boss of all bosses 
Crucify rappers, nail niggas to the crosses 
I'm fresh out the slaughterhouse, blood on my apron 
We Louisanimals, watch me let the gators in 
I'm going on my paper run, a week at the Days Inn 
Icing on my fingertips, I be getting cake in 
 
[T-Streets - Chorus:] 
I be getting cake then 
Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit 
It's that punting at your face shit 
And if you scared, you better go and see Mase bitch 
David Banner on the beat hoe 
And I beat the beat up like Dee Bo 
I got the game on TiVo 
So I guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin' 
 
[Jae Millz - Verse 3:] 
I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy 
Name Jake but you can call me Pillsbury Doughboy 
Silence on the nine but the chopper make mo' noise 
But if the bitch scream, I'ma pop her, no noise 
Bank account top solid, Truck nice and brolic 
The rims sticking out like the shoulders on Dwight Howard 
You niggas ain't G's you gents and quite coward 
But I'll put you higher than flight pilots 
 
[Gudda Gudda - Verse 4:] 
I am petrifying, The metal turn to lightning 
Burn through your clothes like an ion 
I am no american idol, no Simon Cowell 
Wack niggas throw in the towel 
I'm getting money with the rap, pay me by the vowel 
I'm hungry like a pack of wolves so I just howl 
Holla, Cash rules everything around me 
So I'ma get the money, dolla dolla bills in them hundreds 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Nikki Minaj - Verse 5:] 
Ugh, yo, yo yo, 
I'm a bad what? bout to get a maniped 
I'm the big bad wolf and your granny dead 
Eventhough I'm in mexico 
I rep New York like Plexico 
Look, switch my name, now I'm celebrating Hannukah 
Lewinski bitches, young money Monica 
I been hot since hedgehog, Sonic the 
So could you pass me the keys to the Tonica 
I mean Tonka, That's the truck bitches 
Fuck you and fuck all of you fuck bitches 
Matter of fact, put some sprinkles on my cupcakes 
And get ready to put your dimples in this duct tape 
 
[Chorus]


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