Lil Wayne – I'm A Dboy (feat. Birdman) Lyrics

Lil Wayne – I'm A Dboy (feat. Birdman) Lyrics
I'm A Dboy
Lil Wayne (feat. Birdman)
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    "I'm A Dboy." - Lil Wayne (feat. Birdman)

    Album: Tha Carter II
    Track No: 19
    Yeah
    Okay, I'm strapped
    Get 'em
    Black hat, black shades (Yeah)
    Black diamonds, oh, behave (Haha)
    No, he can't with the bucket seats back
    Got the paint job dope and the fuckin' seats crack
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power, I'm gone
    Thinking of a master plan
    I get money, but I'm thinking of a faster plan
    I'm tryna cash it in
    I got five in that 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' sedan
    Windows rolled down, no sound
    Them bricks got the speakers drowned
    I ain't listenin' for shit but sirens
    I ain't tryna get to my ship sunk, fuck you pirates
    I'll touch you cowards, it ain't nothing to a boss
    The **** in the hood tryna floss and ya head got a cost, ****
    Take a loss, ****, SS 55 all-black with the top chopped off that
    Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at
    I ain't tryna prove nothin', I'm just tryna move somethin'
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power, I'm gone
    See, we cooking up a thousand grams
    Thousand grams
    I'm in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans
    With the pots and pans
    Triple color with the platinum jams
    The platinum jams
    Fifty birds, homeboy, in the back of a van (Bitch)
    A hundred grand in rubber bands
    In rubber bands
    We got them birds in the coffee cans
    In the coffee can
    We got the whips with the extra clips
    Yeah, ****
    Got bitches outta state, ****, flippin' them bricks
    Flippin' them bricks
    Been in the Caddy, been in the alley (Uh-huh)
    **** been on the block, right in front Miss Gladys
    Right in front Miss Gladys
    **** know about hustlin', know about stuntin'
    'Bout hustlin', 'bout stuntin'
    Did the curb-serving, shined every summer (Bitch)
    Been on front, been in the back
    Yeah, ****
    **** roll with duct tape and ride with the MAC
    Pow, bitch
    We see these haters like, "Fuck them ****"
    Like, "Fuck them ****"
    We made-men millionaire, hustlin' our nature
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power, I'm gone
    8 a.m., 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 'fore we bounce
    Not me, I mean her, she go a day an ounce, damn
    Y'all pray for her
    While I'm at the bus station in the Bentley sittin' low as I wait for ya
    I'm gettin' dough, I'm a paperboy
    I will take you 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, hah
    Get your cake up, y'all **** lame ducks
    You probably get your game up when I'm givin' the game up
    My name Wayne, what? Hot Boy, flame up
    You **** tryna change up and I'm gettin' my change up
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power
    I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
    Ho, I'm a dopeboy
    I got the scope in the Rove' for the jackboys
    I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
    I got the money and the power, I'm gone

    Writer(s): D. Carter, B. Williams & T-Mix.

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