Lil Wayne - London Roads Lyrics
[Verse](Weed and syrup, yeah)All I know is paper, I don't know these hoesI like mouth in my lap, and ***** on my noseAnd I'm bringin' home the bacon, it's fryin' on the stoveYou hoes can't drive me crazy, keep your eyes on the roadGot the money on my mind, and bodies on my nineAnd I swear everyday I'm on my Ariana grindErase I got that yay, I got that ladidadidaAnd a kamikaze squad, and you chicken parmesanLord I'm a free man like I come from AmistadKnow I come from Hollygrove, turnin' o's to octagonsI get money while I'm sleep, I dream that I'm in heavenI dreamed I saw Lil Beezy, and smoked a gar with WessyAll my niggas rest in peace, and my enemies rest pleasantSo when my niggas creep they catch 'em when they least expect 'emMomma told me if you run these streets, run these streets correctlyWell feet don't fail me now I never knew my feet to test meLord knows, I wear new clothes to the mallTwo hoes on my arm, fur boots when it's warmChurch shoes to play ballWe spittin' this shit like bird food to a dogUrkel to big Carl, y'all don't hear meAll I love is paper, I don't love these hoesBoy that vest won't save you, neither will heroesLord he better hope you save him, better catch the holy ghostHoly moly hockey mask like Halloween like OVOLord all I know is strippers, all they know is polesAll they sell is *****, cause they been sold their soulBoy you go 0 to 60, I go 1 and 2 zero'sPedal to the metal, I call it rose goldLord all I know is paper, big fat money rollsLook at how big my safe is, that ***** got double doorsI was runnin' outta patience, 'til I heard "All aboard"They mad cause I be skatin' at home on marble floorsLord knows I drive fast in my drivewayI pop tags and throw 'em down and make the ground shakeGod damn, a pint of lean almost 5kI be spendin' 25k every 5 daysI sent my girl on a spa day cause Hood just came with them chickensI don't want you in the house baePlus we need the kitchen, Lord, trap house in abundanceWe got trap houses in London, y'all don't hear meHol' up, had to switch the flow up, had to pour up, roll some more upWatch me go up, my doors go up, when I show up, why you show up?Pick my bro up, pick a O up, hit the store up, get a sodaGet us 4 cups, split a 4 up, then we slow up, yeah you know usThen we toast cups and we post up, don't approach us, we got toastersThat's my slime like we ghost bust and we both bust, give no *****sTake no stuff and take your stuff, then ho hunt for some chocaI know a ho who'll rock the boat, but I row her, I'm Noah LordI remember when I was no one LordWhen I couldn't find jack in no ones cardsMs. Cita I remember goin' in your gun drawerPuttin' it to my chest and missin' my heart by centimetres oh LordI remember dyin' on her room floorAnd wakin' up in some police's armsHe died recent, so I hope heaven made more room for himAnd I hope he see me, cause if he didn't save that lil boy there would be no Weezy oh Lord