Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High Beamin', artist - Lil Wayne.
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
High Beamin' |
Niggas be hatin |
Cause BG got it |
Every top of the line car they got |
Look I ride it |
From the Hummer to the Rover |
The drop jag |
B and C lex truck |
Nothin' my click ain’t had |
Everybody head was fucked |
When they heard bout the deal |
Cash Money hotboys signed for 30-mill |
Already was straight but now we livin larger |
Already was ballin, but now we ballin harder |
Picture: bitches can’t take me |
Cause my wrist stay flossed out |
Niggas hate me cause all day I’m flossed out |
Ghetto made me |
My dog, Baby, saved me |
Niggas find out they ho got fucked, they Implicate me |
That’s how it go |
It ain’t my fault I got mega cheese |
Walk that walk |
Talk that talk I’m BG |
Paperchaser to the fullest get my grind on |
Gotta do it cause I made that song Get Yo' Shine On |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Wha |
I’mma flosser baby, baller baby |
A fifteen year old shot caller baby |
And I’m racin' through |
In the all black chromed out |
Mercedes Coupe |
Got yo' wife at my house |
And she naked too |
And all my niggas all around her |
Sayin 'Shake it Boo, go ahead do what you do' |
It’s Weezy darlin' and off the heezy darlin' |
And I’m surrounded by the ice |
It got me freezin' darlin' |
And it’s plain and simple |
Won’t change cause it’s natural |
Lil' Wayne a pimp y’all |
Got the game from Beatris |
I’m tryin' to see six numbers |
Pull up at the Grammy awards in six Hummers |
Leave the Grammy awards with six womens |
And make her stop at the gas station for six rubbers |
Put it together |
This is the life when you get full of the cheddar |
Don’t try to end it or you wouldn’t get better, what |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
La, la, la, la |
Here I come star rapper |
I get the fast money |
Short, cute hot boy that rapper Cash Money |
Standin out the roof of my car |
And flash hundreds |
Take your girl to the mall |
Spend a G like that’s nothin' |
She lay on the floor |
Open up the spot |
Take off her drawers, and «let me see the cock» |
«Don't stop» Lil Weezy, Weezy ain’t nothin' nice |
Baguettes in my Jesus Christ, nothin' but ice |
When they see me at night |
Behind tints I stay high |
Snatch yo' wife |
Run up in her with the K-Y |
But it’s on man |
Ever since I was born Wayne |
Nigga get out of line |
I get dirty like John Wayne |
I’m bout stuntin', flossin' |
Whatever come wit it |
And I don’t shoot guns |
Unless they have a drum wit it |
At first they wasn’t wit it |
Thought that I was jokin |
Now I got 'em all payin attention like they owe it (Whaa?) |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |
Me and my click be sizzlin', hot steamin' |
Bouncin' through diamonds, high beamin' |