WEATHERMAN Lyrics

We quick turn up like a jock at a party

Brothers fly as hell we like Matt and Jeff Hardy

Threw her ass the keys

Said it's already started

Fresh prince niggas always hating like Carlton

Laser on the canik I can see who the target

Housewarming gift

Smashed her ass on the carpet

Walking with more bags than a market

Iron man Neefers yea I'm finna Tony Stark it

I don't bang shit but I'm always with a gang

Choo choo'd your lil bitch she got hit by a train

Born fly ass hell like a engine on a plane

Boy this shit major, Tiger and Payne

No face no case yea I'm with Ms.Bellum

Nigga you pussy

On god I can smell him

I can buy your hoe

Just as quick as i can sell her

Rock star resume play with the heavy metal

See we not the same

See you is a zero I shoot like dame

Your shawty my property I don't even claim

Took a off guard put that bitch in a frame

Blew his whole bag oh my god what a shame

I blew my whole bag gave the half to gang

Stick won award by the way that hoe sing

He gone fight for his life talking bout he gone swing

Grove street pockets feeling like CJ

Flights in night clothes

Pjs on a PJ

She threw that ahh back

Like a asked for a replay

Hit her with the meat went to sleep that's a delay

Re up again like just got a rebate

Say he got beef

Told that nigga I eat steak

Riding the beat out that bihh on the eway

The world is mine I do the Neef way

Ain't see me in a minute so you know I gotta pop out

She told me pulled up

Walked in with my cock out

Black pop star yea you know I'm finna rock out

Key to the game hell yea this a lock out

You know I'm the man

I do what can

Foreign bitch And she come from Iran

Got a bad baby yea from San Fran

Her name is Susan

Don't pack you no bag

We just gone shop when we land

I get in mode and heat up like pan

Too many hoes I Brought the beach to the sand

Stealing from me then it's off with ya hand

Standing to close ended up tan

Making this noise when I step

Like a band

I know what you did when you got on that stand

Cheap lick gave the shooter a grand

Ice on the floor like I'm sliding

He did a lil fraud, came back with fake diamonds

She call me a dog so you know Im going to pound it

Delete the whole song if I don't like how I'm sounding

Sleep at the top guess I'm living on a mountain

Threw a quarter at her like I'm wishing in a fountain

Keep the ABCs imma stick to the counting

On a money trail yea you know I'm cash routing

If I say aye then you know they get to shouting

Going hoe shopping

Hell yea I'm girl scouting

Told her bring her friend

Last time she was pouting

Said my time gone run out

Looked at him said I doubt it