Listen to My Homies Still (feat. Big Sean) by Lil Wayne

My Homies Still (feat. Big Sean)

Lil Wayne

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Big Sean
Big Sean
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Mike Aiello
Mike Aiello
Songwriter
Nicholas M. Warwar
Nicholas M. Warwar
Songwriter
Raymond Diaz
Raymond Diaz
Songwriter
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STREETRUNNER
STREETRUNNER
Producer
Raymond "SAROM" Diaz
Raymond "SAROM" Diaz
Producer
Michael “BANGER” Cadahia
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Man, fuck ya'll with a sick dick, semi automatic no click click We don't feel you like an elephant, gettin' fucked with a tick dick Little nigga with a thick bitch, and before I fuck this bitch I gotta put that patch over my third eye, Slick Rick Trukfit, T-Shirt, talk second, skeet first Boy yo girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first She give me brain, research, and I prefer, reefer But if you want some coke, that's cool, cause my homies still Yeah my homies still My homies still Yeah my homies still Don't make my goons go stupid Go stupid, go stupid, yeah Don't make my goons go stupid Go stupid, go stupid, yeah My girls and cars both skirt off I like a pussy that's so wet that I can surf off In a hot spot cause a nigga never chillin' I do it for my niggas, I just do it to these bitches Boy, I overgrind, overshine Ain't another nigga over Sean I'm getting paid, it's Oprah time I'm rollin' pine, I'm so divine I'm West side, West side Dark glasses on like I'm goin' blind Looking like Eazy E, it's just me and Lil Weezy-we Get off my dick! Yeah my homies still My homies still Yeah my homies still Don't make my goons go stupid Go stupid, go stupid, yeah Don't make my goons go stupid Go stupid, go stupid, yeah Look, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West My niggas pumping so much bass, muthafuckas going deaf Weezy F, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West My niggas pumping so much bass (pump that bass) Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, I don't love them hoes Got so much coke, you gon' need another nose man And I just play my hand, but I am not the dealer You see I got them tear drops, I cry yo ass a river I got that Trukfit t-shirt, listenin' to Rebirth I skate until my feet hurt, Hot boy, free Turk Pussy for dessert Put your hands beneath Earth And I don't sell drugs, but if you need work My homies still Yeah my homies still My homies still Yeah my homies still Woah Okay, boy this is what I do do Got your sister dancing, not the kind that's in a tutu Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that voodoo She said can't nobody do it better, I tell her, true true yeah Bitch true true My my bro bro say these bitches ain't shit I got the girl you came with and the girl she came wit' She leaking and drippin', whoa there I might just come slip in And your misses gonna go missin' If she addicted to what my dick did Boy I get it (Lil Bitch!) My homies still, Ha ha Yeah My homies still (Finally Famous in this) Yeah my homies still (G.O.O.D.) Lil Nigga! Make my goons go stupid! Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (boy boy) Don't make my goons go stupid Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (go dumb) Look, I'm eastside them haters 90 going West My niggas pumping so much bass, Muthafuckas going deaf Weezy F, I'm eastside my nigga Sean from the West And Niggas Bump with so much bass (Pump that bass) Yea, Uh-Huh, Young Mula Truk yo girl
Writer(s): Tyrone J. Kelsie, Andre A. Brown, Michael Vincent Aiello, Sean Michael Anderson, Nicholas M. Warwar, Dwayne Carter, Raymond Diaz, Gerald R. Gray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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