Lil Wayne, Ma$e, L.E.P Bogus Boys - Commas lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne, Ma$e, L.E.P Bogus Boys - Commas lyrics]
Commas after my commas
I need commas after my commas
Commas after my commas
I need commas after my commas
Commas after my commas, money
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
I need commas after my commas
Commas after my commas, money
I need commas after my commas
Commas after my commas
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
We ain’t talking no bands nigga
We ain’t talking no bands
I got polo on my body
But I’m talking ferarri
White girl in the party
Mary jane won’t you meet molly
Couldn’t feel no better
Hunned thous on my sweater
Niggas say they cold
Just a little bit under the weather
I mean, you done shit's y’all leathers
Get your shit together
I gave you niggas some time
Now I got a vendetta damn niggas is basic
With the chapagne imported
Possoms get arranged and then
They get recorded
See them diamonds they dance nigga
Fucking up your plans nigga
Feel like David Ruffin
Cause we ain’t talking no bands nigga
Pussy nigga I hope you loosin sleep
That old money still new to me
I take a shower with a sexy broad
I put a thousand on a debit card
Birdman, let me hold a million bucks
He gave it to me, didn’t even asked for what
Yeah, that’s how we do ymcmb, yeah
Checkin niggas like an ID
Commas after my commas
Try me nigga that’s trauma
Find pussy hairs in my vomit
I’m the don not Imus
Me and them broke niggas
We ain’t got nothing in common
I promise I’ll never go broke
And never break that promise
I’m in the hood on defense
My range rover is a v10
Locked up in this county jail
Can't post bail cuz it's the weekend
Got a pretty lil redbone
I can’t wait to sink my teeth in
You got guns, we got guns, fuck it nigga
It’s beef then yeah boy I got young mula
Keep a couple them young shooters
We the one we aiming them choppers at
My pockets fat like the young Luther
Can’t afford this jewelry
Put their chains towards gratuity
Yeah these bitches know I’m checkin bags
Like airport security
I got commas after commas, all in that order
While you niggas chasing bands
Like concert promoters