Xavier Wulf, Famous Dex - Lemonade lyrics
Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.
[Xavier Wulf, Famous Dex - Lemonade lyrics]
Yeah
Let me sip my lean, mix it with the lemonade
Only mix it with that Minute Maid, lemonade
Turn a nigga wife into a minute maid nigga
Minute maid, rice on that minute, ayy hold up
Yeah, I only mix it with the lemonade, yeah
I turned a nigga wife into a minute maid
Yeah
Minute made rice on the lemon steak, yeah
Put your main bitch on a dinner plate, yeah
Huh, it's your friend huh?
Tell that bitch to go and hop on in, yeah
She freaky, she came again
And again, and again yeah
She said Zay let me call
Six more friends yeah
I said okay, I'ma go'n and get 'em in yeah
Tell 'em when they get to the gate
Hit the code, I'll buzz 'em in yeah
Too many drugs, now they on a drug binge
Yeah these hoes trippin' nigga
These hoes slippin' and they dippin'
They'll get you nigga
You better not be around trippin'
Forget it nigga
I ain't giving out hand outs
To none of you niggas
You bitches nigga, you snitches nigga, hah
Yeah
I don't leave my cash out 'round the house
When I got these hoes runnin' 'bout, nigga
That's where the fuck you fucked up at
Told your bitch where your stash spot was
At and then she took that
TYBG, salute the bitch nigga
I got respect for any ho
Out here tricking niggas
'Cause I ain't never even fucked witcha
So I don't give a fuck to
Even care to fuck witcha nigga, who?
Is this his bitch, we got his bitch
We made her switch that
Yeah, now she tweakin', now she geekin'
She too live man we got her twerking
Doing lines on a handstand
He mad as fuck because he
Never got to witness that
Yeah, I only mix it with the lemonade
I turned a nigga new wife into a minute maid
Yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
Yeah nigga
I only mix it with that Minute Maid
Yeah I turned a nigga new
Wife into a minute maid, yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
I got five bitches doin' coke with me
Don't aim it, don't play semi
Put that thirty to your belly
Call Wulf, got the draco, it get scary
No Mercy, can't pay Mary, man this
K like Tom & Jerry, wait
Pour an eight
Fuck your lil bitch, yeah I'm straight
Hop in my straight
I get the cake every day, what
Write your name right on the K
Write your name right on the K
I get that money, no break
I'm running right to the cake dexter
I only mix it with the lemonade
I turned a nigga new wife into a minute maid
Yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
Yeah nigga
I only mix it with that Minute Maid
Yeah I turned a nigga new
Wife into a minute maid, yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
Let me sip my lean, mix it with the lemonade
Only mix it with that Minute Maid, lemonade
Turn a nigga wife into a minute maid nigga
Minute maid, rice on that minute, ayy hold up
Yeah, I only mix it with the lemonade, yeah
I turned a nigga wife into a minute maid
Yeah
Minute made rice on the lemon steak, yeah
Put your main bitch on a dinner plate, yeah
Huh, it's your friend huh?
Tell that bitch to go and hop on in, yeah
She freaky, she came again
And again, and again yeah
She said Zay let me call
Six more friends yeah
I said okay, I'ma go'n and get 'em in yeah
Tell 'em when they get to the gate
Hit the code, I'll buzz 'em in yeah
Too many drugs, now they on a drug binge
Yeah these hoes trippin' nigga
These hoes slippin' and they dippin'
They'll get you nigga
You better not be around trippin'
Forget it nigga
I ain't giving out hand outs
To none of you niggas
You bitches nigga, you snitches nigga, hah
Yeah
I don't leave my cash out 'round the house
When I got these hoes runnin' 'bout, nigga
That's where the fuck you fucked up at
Told your bitch where your stash spot was
At and then she took that
TYBG, salute the bitch nigga
I got respect for any ho
Out here tricking niggas
'Cause I ain't never even fucked witcha
So I don't give a fuck to
Even care to fuck witcha nigga, who?
Is this his bitch, we got his bitch
We made her switch that
Yeah, now she tweakin', now she geekin'
She too live man we got her twerking
Doing lines on a handstand
He mad as fuck because he
Never got to witness that
Yeah, I only mix it with the lemonade
I turned a nigga new wife into a minute maid
Yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
Yeah nigga
I only mix it with that Minute Maid
Yeah I turned a nigga new
Wife into a minute maid, yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
I got five bitches doin' coke with me
Don't aim it, don't play semi
Put that thirty to your belly
Call Wulf, got the draco, it get scary
No Mercy, can't pay Mary, man this
K like Tom & Jerry, wait
Pour an eight
Fuck your lil bitch, yeah I'm straight
Hop in my straight
I get the cake every day, what
Write your name right on the K
Write your name right on the K
I get that money, no break
I'm running right to the cake dexter
I only mix it with the lemonade
I turned a nigga new wife into a minute maid
Yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate
Yeah nigga
I only mix it with that Minute Maid
Yeah I turned a nigga new
Wife into a minute maid, yeah
Minute made rice chillin' on the lemon steak
I don't give no fuck 'bout
None of you haters, i put y'all on a plate