T-Wayne - Breathe lyrics

(Ba ba bangladesh)

Okay, I know it sound crazy
But I always love my lady
Even if she went crazy like
A third floor patient
You're my Pamela Anderson, I'm your Tommy Lee
We break up every year like TO break up teams
I love the way you used to
Break up all my weed
We'd smoke, we'd drink, 'til we reach ecstacy
Goddamn, she got the best of me
808 and Heartbreaks got me
Drinking extra lean

Gangstas don't ask, they just let it be
Too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe
Gangstas don't ask, they just let it be
Too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe



I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe

And I remember everything, baby
Traffic jam, memory lane, baby
Yeah, it might hurt, but it's a sweet pain
Baby
I know I got you open, be my key chain, baby
It's a G thang, she got a G-Strang
Ooh, but she ain't choose to
Wear it this evening
Now let the beat bang, just let the beat bang
And shawty, yeah, it might hurt
But it's a sweet pain

Weezy Baby
Too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe, baby
Too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe

I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I I 'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe

Oh, oh, I don't need that ho no more
'Cause I got a shawty from the
West side, she tell me, "Let's drive"
And she let me take the
Wheel of her sex drive
We pick up Keisha, she on the East side
And then the three of us do
Do, do it three times, ooh
Oh, oh, I don't need that ho no more, haha

Okay, let's go, listen, ayy
(Ba ba bangladesh)
I party in the USA, call me Teddy Montana
Yellow Bugatti could've drove you bananas
If you gon' leave, hol' up
Let me get my camera
My new bitch finer, let that jelly out
Jam ya and the head game sick like cancer
Upside down, porn star, break dancer
I go HAM on Mariah Carey-looking hoes
So all of them bitches call me MC Hammer
Ha, so I'ma say you dead wrong
And I can't hear you like I
Got on Dr dre headphones
Whoever you with, have fun
'Cause I know he can't make that pussy talk
So until we meet again, shawty
Just go 'head and walk

Go 'head and walk, walk, walk, walk
Go 'head and walk, walk, walk, walk
Just go 'head and walk
Hey, too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe (Let you breathe)
Too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe (Weezy Wee)

I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe (yeah)
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe (Let you breathe)
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe (Hey)
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe (Ayy)
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe (Young Moolah, Baby)
I'ma let you breathe, I'ma
I'ma let you breathe (Nappy Boy)
Too many tears that I would drown
So I'ma let you breathe

Weezy Baby, oh okay, T-Peezy Baby
Lil Weezy Baby, T-Peezy Baby
Weezy Baby, Peezy Baby, yeah
It's T Wayne, man, haha, breathe
So I'ma let you breathe
And I'ma let 'em breathe
T Wayne, he rap, he sangs, oh, oh, okay
Young, Young, Young Moolah Baby