[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Lean made me swerve in the cruising lane Your money funny like Pootie Tang Had to leave Cash Money, had to do my thing New password, new username My new teams loves having newer things One phone call and my jeweler came I bought you and you and you and you and you a chain Daddy got bust at the gun range My drugs cost more than your mortgage The hoes gon' throw 'em out regardless I'ma throw the hoes another party Nigga, I ain't got hoes, I got an audience, damn Every week fashion week, runway Fly the bitch overseas, one way The bitch come around here and go both ways Made her eat so much pussy, need a lunch break, damn She ain't even hable inglés Got the booty with the thighs and a shrunk waist And right between her thighs is an entreé And she know I'ma need more than one plate, yeah And I look up in the sky through my sun shades Lookin' in the eyes of a sun ray I ask it "Can I shine," it say "All day" Made the sign of cross over the heart ray, Amen Boom bang, red beam, blue flame Tunechi got clique like Hussain Stick that kick like Liu Kang My bitch got tits and two chains Damn, I'm tied to the track of a money train You blind to the fact, that's a fucking shame I still come bread with the butter stain Got the world on my back, you got puppet strings, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Wayne] Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Your bitch fucked 'til the Uber came My clique love sipping Houston drank Yeah, that's purple, magenta, and fuchsia, man My bitch love watching Boomerang My kids love watching Stranger Things It's gorilla warfare, y'all orangutans She gon' hit the cocaine like a hurricane It gon' make her do a whole lot of other things It gon' make her takeoff then jump off of the plane Make her race racecars in the lovin' lane, pew Make her drop the top in the summer rain Make her pussy come again, tell these pussy "Come again" Fuck her hard fuck her soft, she want love and pain She gon' have to walk it off or do the running mane Nigga, fuck the game, fuck the game, fuck the game What they think it's wonderland? Think it's fun and games These funny ass niggas think they Martin Payne Try to walk it like you talk it, never walk again Hundred thousand flat in a rubber band But I could get you whacked for some pocket change And my niggas snap like the paparazzi gang And you know they say a picture say a thousand things She wanna be with me and feel alive again She wanna join a gang but she gotta train I never knew her name, still forgot her name Thots shall never ever thot again I flew her to Columbia, her body changed She came back home with the model frame Now all the hoes wanna know her doctor name All these hoes looking for a power change, brr Damn, who that is? Him? Not a game He don't get the picture 'til it's out the frame Nigga washed up like a box of gangs He don't get the scripture 'til the choir sang Amen, Tunechi mane, Tunechi mane, mullah gang Live life, Superman running through the veins Street smart, nigga, I could be a tutor mane My shooters aim at your motherfucking pupil, mane, bang Don't talk stupid, it's your block, we gon' be loopin', mane My gang stay away from the trooper gang Spit flame like my name King Koopa, mane But if the pussy sweet, you can call me Sugar Shane
[Chorus: Lil Wayne] Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Your bitch out of my groupie gang Can't blame her, its you to blame Eat xan bars like Nutrigain Coochi better smell like sushi mane Another pain pill, that'll sooth the pain Tunechi mane, Tunchi mane, mullah gang
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang, groupie gang Your bitch out of my groupie gang Your bitch fucked 'til the Uber came My bitch love to do hookah mane My black barbies got booty fame My white barbies got Hooters fame I'm a eye doctor that you should blame When she tell you she don't wanna see you again The lean made me swerve in the crusing lane Your money funny like Pootie Tang Had to leave Cash Money, had to do my thing New password, new username, ayy
[Outro: Lil Wayne] Thots shall never ever thot again Thots shall never ever thot again Thots shall never ever thot again Thots shall never ever thot againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
