Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm A Dboy , by - Lil Wayne. Release date: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm A Dboy |
| Yeah |
| Ok I’m strapped |
| Get 'Em |
| Black Hat, Black Shades, Black Diamonds Oh Behave |
| No he can’t with the fuckin seats back |
| Got the paint job tho |
| And the fuckin seats cracked |
| I’m a d-boy |
| Bitch I’m a d-boy |
| Ho I’m a dopeboy |
| I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys |
| I got money in my pocket |
| I got money in my block |
| I got the money in the power |
| I’m a d-boy |
| Bitch I’m a d-boy |
| Ho I’m a dopeboy |
| I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys |
| I got money in my pocket |
| I got money in my block |
| I got the money in the power |
| I’m Gone |
| Thinkin’of a masta plan |
| I get money but I’m thinkin of a fasta plan |
| I’m tryin’to cash it in |
| I got 5 in thet garbage can and the Wrap Saran |
| I need cash advance |
| See I know three sold |
| The other two a jam |
| I’ma sit on one and whip the other one much as I can |
| Hot ass fuckin sadan |
| Windows rolled down no sound |
| Them bricks got the speakers drowned |
| I ain’t listenin for shit but sirens |
| I ain’t tryin to get to my ships sunk fuck you pirates |
| I’ll touch you cowards |
| It ain’t nuthin to a boss |
| The niggaz in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost nigga |
| Take a loss nigga |
| SS five five all black with the top chopped off dat |
| Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at I ain’t tryin to prove nuttin I’m jus tryin to move somen |
| See we cookin’up a thousand grams |
| I’m in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans |
| Triple color with the platinum jam |
| 50 birds homeboy in the back of a van |
| A hundred grand in rubberbands |
| We got them birds in the coffee cans |
| We got the whips wit the extra clips |
| Got bitches outta state niggaz flippin them bricks |
| Been in the caddy been in the alley |
| Nigga been on the block |
| Right in front of mrs gladdies (?) |
| Nigga know bout hustlin' |
| Know bout stuntin |
| Did the curb servin shyned every summer (Biatch) |
| Been on front, been in the back |
| Nigga roll wit ducktape and ride wit the mac |
| We see these haters like fuck them niggaz |
| We made men millionaire hustlin our nature |
| 8 AM open my eyes |
| Yeah kick my bitch tell her open the blinds |
| And I’m, over the stove at 9 |
| Yeah I’m cookin breakfast for the block then I let her cook mine |
| Yeah quick line in the bathroom before we bounce |
| Not me I mean her she go a day a ounce (damn) |
| Y’all pray for her |
| While I’m at the bus station in the Bently sittin’low as I wait for ya |
| I’m gettin’dough I’m a paper---boy I will take ya For the right paper--boy I will take her |
| Shake her--tape her--waist up Send her to the money she be back before I wake up Get cha cake up |
| Y’all niggaz lame ducks |
| Ya prolly get ya game up when I’m givin the game up My name wayne what |
| Hot boy flame up You niggaz tryin to change up and I’m gettin my change up |