Lil' Re

this is a hot song off the i cant feel my face mixtape with lil wayne and juelz santana.

Lyrics

Lil Wayne

Yea,Ice Cream Hoodie, Bathing Ape Tennis Shoes/
No time for pictures, no time for interviews/
Im gon' get the money, snowstorm or sunny/
try me and i'm comin out my coat armor or somethin/
note on the table, pay me a daygo/
ya cant get the cash? then pay me in yayo/
save me the drama, dont go run and snitch/
if thats ya mama then i'll murk ya right in front of that bitch/
Ima Young Money, Cash Money, Universal solider/
watch out Ms. Syria, i'm kinda feelin ya/
ha, ima headache but they love the pain/
i ask a bitch her name and tell her go board the plane/
Im so sure, i know more, im so more Dwayne/
I know whores that know whores that's always with some more whores/
you ol' whores, i show whores , i go whores/
im always at the store cuz i go more, i go for it, thats so foward/
mami say she so bored wit ol' boy, oh oh/
i leave that pussy so sore, thats right no dough/
bitch get lost in the current, how the dough flows/
niggas call Maybachs LoLo's, niggas got the glock in the chokehold/
i wont fold, till the cops, till the PoPo's, ya hoes/
shout to my stomping ground, Hollygrove/
fuck wit them New Orleans niggas, funeral/
Uptown, Uptown's where i roll, yea/
welcome to the real outdoors, and of course/
that chopper that i tote will split em like a divorce/
and that spiritual force, take 'em way up north/
they say the end is coming, ima stay up for it/
ima chase that money, you could wait up for it/
ima kick to the snare, ima boom to the base/
what more can i say? i cant feel my face/

Juelz Santana

Heal up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind/
ima dealer, dealer, i bring it back all the time/
that coke, that hard, that crack, oh God/
you get caught, ya cant get back, no charge/
leak em out, slow leaking, air em out, no charge/
thats free no prob, thats G. Code yall/
so, no more slow leaking, now he just gotta flat/
flat line, laid on his back flat, half time/
im the crib playing EA Sports, they in the streets til they D.A see they corpse/
plus, the chickies know i stay fresh to my tippie toes/
hit the sneaker store say two words, gimmie those/
gimmie those, gimmie those, matter fact give me those whole 3 rows/
i hit Saks like gimmie that, gimmie that, gimmie that, matter fact, gimmie that rack/
ha, cash laid, tab paid, im out im off to the valet, wheres my car? thank you/
i do better, who better? you never,abuse cheddar, Playboy, Hugh Hefner/
you to nextta my dick, yessir/
i buy a car just because i like the smell of new leather/
im young, im fly, im black, im rich/
i let my nuts sag, i drag my dick, ya dig?/
the whores know i let my balls sag also/
off they drawers, so im all in they torso/
she cant take the dick, i tell her put a sock in it bitch, take the dick/
stroke the stroke, see if she could take the dick/
now see if she could take the brick, you on the team now/
meanwhile im in the kitchen, doing my daily routine/
scale a few things, cook a few O's, let my bitch bag 'em/
give it to my workers, let the strip have 'em/
fiends go bizerk for the work im cheffin/
fiends go to work after the work you sell 'em/
they know they gotta buy more, they head hurt, they eyes sore/
you sellin that cheap rock, sheet rock, dry wall/
they dont want that, they come back for more/
but they come back to me, they dont come back to yall/
i be chef, the chef, you never have to rechef what i chef, comprende?/
rewind, reset, replay, action, i be chef, the chef, you never have to rechef what i chef, comprende?/
A!!!/