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Lyrify.me

weezybelike by Dropping a Popped Locket Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2014

[Intro]
Uh, yah

[Verse 1]
I'ma cool cat (Cool cat), with a hot dog (Hot dog)
Shoot a gun on the track, and call it "pop song" (Yah)
Cut myself (Yah), "bloodline" (Yah)
Throw a boy in the air, call it "son-rise"
Got whips son, slave owner (Yeah)
I pop the fuzz, grapse soda (Yeah)
Hahaha, I'm still soaring (Yeah)
Throwing diapers off the roof, shit storming (Yeah)
She suck my sweet (Okay), blow pop (Oh)
Throw a brick in the street (Haha) call it "roadblock" (Damn)
Useless nigga (Uh-huh), middle name (Yeah)
The son of Batman would be Little Wayne (Oh)
I keep the cake (Cake), vanilla hoarder (Hoarder)
Went to the zoo, let the apes out, guerilla warfare (Warfare)
I grimace, big purp (Big purp)
And then I piss a lot of yellow, big bird (Big bird)
[Chorus]
Weezy be like yaa, yaa
Weezy be like yaa, yaa

[Verse 2]
Why pick it up (Pick it up) if you haven't dropped it? (Dropped it)
Some nigga made my rug vanish, "magic carpet"
I'm actually so shallow (Shallow), deep in me (Deep in me)
Got free drugs at the rave, "Easy E" (Oh)
Borrowed $50 from my nanna, "Moneygram"
Someone spilled Sprite in the whip, "Lemon Lam"
I put a wig on a boulder call it "hair rock"
I teach karate to a sheep, "lamb chop"
I lost my desk in a twister, "turntable"
Blast your bread call it "hole wheat", turned bagels
Woke up drooling on my notepad, "Facebook"
"We are the same fish, so we're on the same hook" (Damn)
Click two pistols to applaud, call it "gun clap"
Drowning squarepants in the tub, call it sponge bath
Spilling Brisk on my tee, now that's a "tea-shirt"
Tip-toeing in my boots, now they're "sneakers"

[Chorus]
Weezy be like yaa, yaa
Weezy be like yaa, yaa
[Verse 3]
I'm doing fine (Yah), you so hurt (Damn)
I lost my shoe, nigga that's a "sole search" (Haha)
Gave up metal (Yah), I kicked rocks
I hopped a hippo, call it hip-hop, ya
Got a nine in my hat, call it cap gun (Paw)
Splinter Cell snitching, like "Sam sung"
Bat to your back while you're twirking it, "break dance"
Play guitar for Mr. Romano, "Ray band"
Rock devil horns, but with angel wings
Half a dozen faggots, call 'em Rainbow Six
Swing on me, fruit punch
Stick a muffin in your butt, you wanted to do lunch
Shoot a fisherman in the face, "hook-hook-hookshot"
Take a picture of a crane, "hook-hook-hookshot"
You got a lame chorus, "hook-hook-hookshot"
And I own a shoe store, "foot-foot-foot job"

[Chorus]
Weezy be like yaa, yaa
Weezy be like yaa, yaa