Lil Wayne, B.G., Juvenile, Big Tymers - Loud Pipes lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana.U.S.
[Lil Wayne, B.G., Juvenile, Big Tymers - Loud Pipes lyrics]
I put piss stains on private planes
Cause it's my jet nigga
Money ain't shit cause my
Rottweilers drink Moët
Diamond baguette bracelets for my lovers
Player, I use Cristal to lubricate rubbers
Who got shit on his wrist
That cost three nickel
Who got the project on lock
When that nigga slanging pickle
Who got a Benz, a Prowler, playboy
And a 'Vette
Tell the truth - who fucked you on
The same night when we met?
Now, who got baby mamas from
The NO to New York
Who got every bitch's attention in
This motherfucker when he talk
Now who the fuck we talking about
Look - y'all don't know?
I'll give you a hint: see
That bitch you with? He fucked that ho
Now look here, y'all ain't seen my watch
It's like 'Harlem World' video
White diamonds, red rubies, blue baugettes
I don't know
Shorty, when the next time I'mma
Be up in your bed i love you? You love me?
Well go 'head on and gimme some head
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
I told 'Soul' I need something
With some hell of a ice
Nigga came back with a hell of a price
That ain't nothing
These hoes doing hella wrong
Calling these niggas on our cell phone
Bitch riding Benz on 20-inch chrome
Give me the key, the car, ho, and the alarm
For my Prowler, my Jag, my Benz and my home
Bitch you'll never ride 20-inch chrome
I love to shine
That's why the chopper's mine
Hit my block in my Benz, ho
With stretch tires
Bought a new car that I couldn't drive
Bought it to tunes before a nigga could drive
When I put the Bose system
Right behind my eyes
With the VC's and TV's so a nigga could shine
Let my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5
And tell all my hoes they don't need no job
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
I ride the best, from a Benz
To a Jag, to a Beamer, to a Lex
Might fly first class on Delta
Helicopter or a jet
I'm a stunter, I'm a repper
Geezy like to shine
Drink Don, Moët, and Crissy
See that's the finest wine
20 inches is the only thing I sit my shit on
Don't bring yo bitch around me cause
My dick she'll wanna sit on
And I ain't gonna tell her nothing different
That's your issue but after she come back
Your best out is not to kiss her
Whole city sayin damn
Look at Fresh pinky ring look at BG watch
That bitch bling-a-ling-a-ling
I'm a ice wearer, trust me, you will never
See me sporting nothing that ain't
20 G's or better me and Wayne take the left
Juve and Baby take the right
It's dark in the room
We hold up our watches and it's light
Cash Money Millionaires living a
Hell of a life like my nigga Weezy said
We surrounded by ice
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Now I'm shinin' beamin' glossin'
Big Tymin' stuntin' and flossin'
Lamborghini sitting on broaders with two
More in my garages
Plus a blue and black ferrari
With Nintendo and Atari
Man I swear the car is awesome, vroom! Sorry
We lost 'em i'm back
I pull up smelling like dime sacks and cognac
I leave in the Hummer
Hour later I'm flying back
Whoosh, private jet's about to land
The women fall out when I
Let them touch my hand
I get out the plane into a Mercedes Benz van
TVs all over with chrome 20-inch fans, damn
Goddamn, man, I am, L-IL, Weezy
Off the heezy
But still in awe, ice floodin' on my watch
And in my grill and all, Porsche Box'
Front blocks
Skrrt! Peeling off, me and Slim in the Rover
Beatrice brick holder
Cash Money young soldier
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
Cause it's my jet nigga
Money ain't shit cause my
Rottweilers drink Moët
Diamond baguette bracelets for my lovers
Player, I use Cristal to lubricate rubbers
Who got shit on his wrist
That cost three nickel
Who got the project on lock
When that nigga slanging pickle
Who got a Benz, a Prowler, playboy
And a 'Vette
Tell the truth - who fucked you on
The same night when we met?
Now, who got baby mamas from
The NO to New York
Who got every bitch's attention in
This motherfucker when he talk
Now who the fuck we talking about
Look - y'all don't know?
I'll give you a hint: see
That bitch you with? He fucked that ho
Now look here, y'all ain't seen my watch
It's like 'Harlem World' video
White diamonds, red rubies, blue baugettes
I don't know
Shorty, when the next time I'mma
Be up in your bed i love you? You love me?
Well go 'head on and gimme some head
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
I told 'Soul' I need something
With some hell of a ice
Nigga came back with a hell of a price
That ain't nothing
These hoes doing hella wrong
Calling these niggas on our cell phone
Bitch riding Benz on 20-inch chrome
Give me the key, the car, ho, and the alarm
For my Prowler, my Jag, my Benz and my home
Bitch you'll never ride 20-inch chrome
I love to shine
That's why the chopper's mine
Hit my block in my Benz, ho
With stretch tires
Bought a new car that I couldn't drive
Bought it to tunes before a nigga could drive
When I put the Bose system
Right behind my eyes
With the VC's and TV's so a nigga could shine
Let my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5
And tell all my hoes they don't need no job
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
I ride the best, from a Benz
To a Jag, to a Beamer, to a Lex
Might fly first class on Delta
Helicopter or a jet
I'm a stunter, I'm a repper
Geezy like to shine
Drink Don, Moët, and Crissy
See that's the finest wine
20 inches is the only thing I sit my shit on
Don't bring yo bitch around me cause
My dick she'll wanna sit on
And I ain't gonna tell her nothing different
That's your issue but after she come back
Your best out is not to kiss her
Whole city sayin damn
Look at Fresh pinky ring look at BG watch
That bitch bling-a-ling-a-ling
I'm a ice wearer, trust me, you will never
See me sporting nothing that ain't
20 G's or better me and Wayne take the left
Juve and Baby take the right
It's dark in the room
We hold up our watches and it's light
Cash Money Millionaires living a
Hell of a life like my nigga Weezy said
We surrounded by ice
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Now I'm shinin' beamin' glossin'
Big Tymin' stuntin' and flossin'
Lamborghini sitting on broaders with two
More in my garages
Plus a blue and black ferrari
With Nintendo and Atari
Man I swear the car is awesome, vroom! Sorry
We lost 'em i'm back
I pull up smelling like dime sacks and cognac
I leave in the Hummer
Hour later I'm flying back
Whoosh, private jet's about to land
The women fall out when I
Let them touch my hand
I get out the plane into a Mercedes Benz van
TVs all over with chrome 20-inch fans, damn
Goddamn, man, I am, L-IL, Weezy
Off the heezy
But still in awe, ice floodin' on my watch
And in my grill and all, Porsche Box'
Front blocks
Skrrt! Peeling off, me and Slim in the Rover
Beatrice brick holder
Cash Money young soldier
Loud pipes big rims wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters out there saying
That that's not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So that's our life
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