Pouya - LIL WAYNE 2002 (feat. Shakewell) lyrics

[Verse 1: Shakewell] Been kicking d** Feelin then I'm sufferin Intravening, dreaming for that Benzo substance Oxy angels to my h**n dust Scared that if I leave her, then I won't feel nothing Seen this angel, she was huffing, puffing Pa** it to me, I'm inhaling, dusting If I cop the Rio, she gon' s** it, f** it Now we're burning pissing, hope I don't catch something [Hook: Shakewell] Like damn! I ain't the man to go I ain't got plans with hoe I be just the man with grams I got some bags with snow Couple of tickets, hitting the slopes Swear I been dope Doper than dope fiends hitting the floor Doper than dope, please slow I lit seven joints I been spittin' these blades to my liquid swords [Verse 2: Pouya] I feel something coming over me Became what I wasn't supposed to be Luckily I cut the corners, became who I am One hundred thousand to grocery bag holds That amount will never get you on for the asphalt Out the dugout and into the sandlot Parking lot full of thick hoes with they a** out And they wonder why they never get asked out Mat big enough to make your man back down Four, five bullets in your wig Big deal, in the feel I am, can't stand, no one, tow Takin' rappers with a nose run Pull up, we riding, get violent, f** all of the sirens The coppa's get silent when the Glock is wildin' I'm piling up bodies right under my fountain The feeling aroused me [Hook: Shakewell] Like damn! I ain't the man to go I ain't got plans with hoe I be just the man with grams I got some bags with snow Couple of tickets, hitting the slopes Swear I been dope Doper than dope fiends hitting the floor Doper than dope, please slow I lit seven joints I been spittin' these blades to my liquid swords