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letra de i'm a d-boy - lil wayne

[intro]
yeah, okay i’m strapped
get ’em!
black hat, black shades
black diamonds, oh, behave!
no, he can’t, with the f-cking seats back
got the paint job c0ke and the f-cking seats cracked

[refrain: lil wayne]
i’m a d-boy, b-tch, 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 and the power
i’m a d-boy, b-tch, 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 and the power

[verse 1: lil wayne]
thinking of a master plan, i get money
but i’m thinking of a faster plan, i’m trying to 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’mma sit on one and whip the other one much as i can
hot–ss f-ckin’ sedan, windows rolled down, no sound
them bricks got the speakers drowned
i ain’t listening for sh-t but sirens
i ain’t trying to get to my ships sunk, f-ck you pirates
i’ll touch you cowards, it ain’t nothing to a boss
the n-ggas in the hood tryna floss
and ya head got a cost, n-gga
take a loss n-gga, ss 55 all black, with the top chopped off that
catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at
i ain’t trying to prove nothin, i’m just trying to move somethin

[hook: lil wayne]
i’m a d-boy, b-tch, 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 and the power
i’m a d-boy, b-tch, 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 and the power

[verse 2: birdman]
see we cooking up a thousand grams
i’m in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans
triple color with the platinum jams
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 with the extra clips
got b-tches outta state, n-ggas flippin’ them bricks
been in the caddy, been in the alley
n-gga been on the block right in front of miss gladys
n-gga know bout hustlin’, know bout stuntin’
did the curb-serving, shined every summer
been on front, been in the back
n-gga roll with duct tape and ride with the mac
see these haters like, “f-ck them n-ggas”
we made men, millionaires, hustlin’ our nature

[verse 3: lil wayne]
8 am, open my eyes
yeah, kick my b-tch, 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-an ounce, d-mn
y’all pray for her, while i’m at the bus station
in the bentley sitting low as i wait for her
i’m gettin’ dough, i’m a paper-boy
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
getchya cake up, y’all n-ggas lame ducks
you probably get your game up when i’m giving the game up
my name wayne, what! hot boy, flame up
you n-ggas trying to change up and i’m getting my change up

- lil wayne

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