When I see her dance I got on my boots Got my boots on A love hate romance I can't feel my hands I got on my boots Got my boots on Winter left a cover
got my boot (boots, boots) A love hate romance, When I see her dance, I got on my boots, Got my boots on, A love hate romance, I can't feel my hands
dudes But tonight is a special exception (Great) See you're my best friend Through thick and thin Now it's time to make a triple connection Lights
be bangin' all types of chicks from here to Hong Kong The best dressed bitches actin' all cute to my shit And get the wlyin' out they actin' like a boot to my
my heart Shock the world Do you hear my voice? Do you know my name? Light my way Lift my head, light my way I can see my mother in the kitchen My father
neighborhood Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
woods Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
base my hustle not on strength But think, you say 'the liquor store', I say, "Brinks" 'Cause my mind's on the massive roll of the dice The magnitude of my
and spikes Broke out the rope and the dope strobe light And started buggin', lightin' candles all over the room Then she did a back flip, landed on my
one I walk softly, carry a big dick these family jewels is my most important riches but I still want my liquor, my sorry-ass friends and my bitch And
my resume, feelin' real fresh today Rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday And what's black beatle anyway? A fuckin' roach I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach My
[Intro - Lil Wayne] Yeah, it's on Basically.. I got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Now let me talk my shit!
Cut the music up, please Yeah, I should never leave hip-hop Controlled by my two hands, they go tik-tok Around the clock, yes, it's my time, my throne
So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather And I'm doing me up with a black color liner And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter
that I live Through the night, I was his, it was right, but I did My ups, and downs, my slips, my falls My trials and tribulations, my heart, my balls My mother, my
paint change, everytime I switch lanes It feel strange now Makin' a livin' off my brain, instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma put the whip in my
