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Tony Yayo - Wannabe lyrics
[Chorus: Tony Yayo] 
Nigga I'm a baller, shot caller 
23 inches on a phantom with the spoiler 
Baller gettin head tonight 
Dutchie rolled tight duck the feds tonight 
On the high wayyy 
I got the things on the high wayy 
Moving bricks the better way 
Better way, better way, yeaaah 
[Tony Yayo:] 
I used to smoke blunts in the amp you know the hoop ride 
Now it's hermee jeans with the patch on the inside 
The 800 hold a blicky up 
I'm in all white, roll the sticky up 
Rest in peace to ethel, rest in peace to huey 
Nigga make a move, I'm a make a movie 
Righteous kill like deniro and paccino 
Fuck boys sweet like some fucking frappuchino 
Niggas on the set and handle all the fiends orders 
Rod need a bathroom set for his daughter 
I used to buy weed right by the fish house 
1 2 1 1 10 when the dreads out 
Pieces go up, pieces go down 
Task run up, niggas go down 
I hold a 4 pound, not to be frank 
Fuck a pair of sneakers got a marble fish tank 
I got fish scales, my pills have you cellabit 
They have you seeing t-pain on a pink elephant 
I'm a hustler, you a strusstler 
Strugglin to hustle I don't move a muscle 
[Chorus] Tony Yayo - Wannabe - http://motolyrics.com/tony-yayo/wannabe-lyrics.html
[Spider Loc:] 
If it don't make dollars then it don't make the attenary 
We do move more heat like the millitary 
Air force ones, top guns go hard 
In miami waters more than the coast guards 
Jump off the jet ski, hop on a speed boat 
Cut throats commit the murder that greed wrote 
Me and my guerillas got gravy deals 
But still kill at will like navy seals 
Handle on the eagle just flash and accord 
Got the streets on lock like the national guard 
If you want me better bring an army 
21 gun saluter I'm a shooter 
[Chorus]
[40 Glocc:] 
Never claimed to be a baller but I'm all in 
Kobe bryant in the courtroom what they call him 
32 slim jeans, that's fag 
That's my bitch size, call that fat 
I'm crack on a track worth 15 5 
10 east next stop I-95 
My altitude 40 thou I'm so higggh 
My license revoked, I don't drive 
Cobalt city homeboy born to ride 
2 hands minus a finger use that 9 
A brick ain't 10 a key don't use that line 
Bite the hand when it feeds put his teeth on the side 
[Chorus]








