My Homies Still (feat. Big Sean)

Man, fuck y'all with a sick dick

Semi automatic, no click click

We don't feel you, like a elephant

Getting fucked with a tick dick

Little **** 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, your girl a jump off

I hope she land feet first

She'l 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

Ha ha, 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

Okay

My girls and cars both skirt off

I like the pussy so wet that I can surf off

In a hot spot 'cause a **** never chilling

I do it for my ****, I just do it to these bitches

Boy, I over-grind, over-shine

Ain't another **** over Sean

I'm getting paid, it's Oprah time

I'm rolling pine, I'm so divine

I'm west side, west side

Dark glasses on like I'm going blind

Looking like Eazy-E

It's just me and Lil Weezy-we

Get off my dick

Yeah, my homies still

Ha ha, 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 east side, them hater's 90, going west

My **** pumping so much bass, motherfucker's going deaf

Weezy F, I'm peace side, them hater's 90, going west

My **** pumping so much 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'll cry your ass a river

Got that Trukfit t-shirt, listening to Rebirth

I skate until my feet hurt, hot boy, free Turk

Pussy for dessert

Put your ass beneath earth

And I don't sell drugs but if you need work, my homies still

Yeah, my homies still

Ha ha, my homies still

Yeah, my homies still

Whoa

Okay

Boy, this here's what I do-do

Got your sister dancing at the contest 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, my bro-bro say these bitches ain't shit

I got the girl you came with and the girl she came with

She leaking and dripping, whoa, there, I might just come slip in

And now your misses went and gone missing

If she addicted to what my dick did, boy, I get it

Lil' bitch

My homies still

Ha ha, my homies still

Yeah, my homies still

Lil' ****, make my goons go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid

Don't make my goons go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid, yeah

Go dumb

Look, I'm east side, them hater's 90, going west

My **** pumping so much bass, motherfucker's going deaf

Weezy F, I'm peace side, my **** Sean from the west

And **** pumping so much bass

Yeah

Uh-huh

Young Moolah

Truk your girl, ****