Lil Wayne – Too Young (2015) | Track profile | Dork

Lil Wayne – Too Young (2015) | Track profile | Dork

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Too Young

[Intro]

No Ceilings

[Chorus 1]

I walk in, I walk in, I walk in with goons

I'm parkin' Ferrari, I started like "vroom"

I'm staggerin', I'm flaggin', I'm actin' a fool

Pour up, yeah

I'm sipped out, I'm knocked out in my house all day

I pull up, I pull up, I pull up, like "ayy"

I pull up, I pull up and I fade away

That's NBA, yeah

[Verse]

Uh, I used to have braids but I still got the hoes, yeah

I loosen my brakes and I still got control, err

I remember the day that I got the Azure, mm

Back when them hoes was wearing Juicy Couture, yeah

Back when niggas was still wearing Velour, eh

When shit got out of hand, my hands was full, I'm

Going through some shit, yeah, but you know I ain't broke up

Just talked to Ms. Cita, she told me, "Stay focused"

I said, "Alrighty then," gotta make up my mind again

Fuck the bullshit, the fake and the counterfeit

Gotta shake it like Iverson, gotta take out my pocket lint

And make something out of it, like a scientist

Be creative and confident; no vacation, just power trips

Limo tint, limo tint 5 percent, Louie V moccasins

Treat her cat like a lioness, I’m on my Mufasa shit

Yeah, I'm saucy like pasta, bitch, I'm talking all kinda shit

Yeah, and I got that Flakka dick, them bitches be out of it

And I be OT with my bro T and Lil Hoody and Skateboard E

And that's my niggas, we fly niggas

With shotguns under both wings

We going up, pouring up

These niggas be ho-ing up

Ain't no peace, we chop off both fingers

I got that dope dick, your bitch is a dope fiend

I got the tattoos, all I need is the nose ring

Pour party at my place, more codeine than chlorine

Spraying at your head like some fucking Afro Sheen

[Chorus 2]

And I'm a Martian, I'm marching on the stars and moon

I come through in something without a roof

Staggerin', I'm flaggin', I'm reppin' Suwu

Yeah, Blood Gang

Look, I hop out, they watch how I hop out the Wraith

I spend it, I spend it, make it back next day

I pull up, I pull up, and I fade away

That's NBA, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

I’m my mama’s son

And when I started thuggin', I was young

When I started cussin', I was one

Mama put that soap on my tongue

[Outro]

And when I started hustlin', I was twelve

And then I started pumpin' like the Shell

And when I started fuckin', I was young

And when I started cuppin', I was sprung

And then I started druggin', it was fun

Fuckin' with that honey, I got stung

And when I go out clubbin', I be numb

Started out from nothin', just some crumbs

Started up from nothin', just some crumbs

And now I got a bakery, yum, yum

And now I see the fakery, now I see the snakery

All I got is two words: blum, blum

No Ceilings

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