Lyrical Breakdown of Webbie (feat. Duke) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Thugger! I roll me one, smoke to the face I roll me one, smoke to the face Roll up a blunt and I'ma face it King slime aye They politickin' 'bout these cases I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it Trouble maker man I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Phillipe, they got my wrist and they don't play with that She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Pass me the mothafuckin' lighter Lil mama overseas, I'ma Skype her Nigga checkin' out the squad, tryna bite us But my hand is way different got the Midas Do a dream with me, aye do some things with me Bae drink your lean with me, bae fall asleep with me Ayy fall asleep, we drive Jeopardize your life or mines Let me fuck one more time And I'll help you write your rhymes This politician is so fake They politickin' 'bout these cases I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it Troublemaker man I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Phillipe they got my wrist and they don't play with that She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Bad, bad, bad I'm a player, player, player I'll pop at your man, man, man I'll do what I can, know what I'm sayin'? Guess I'm geeked up Like an astronaut, I'm off Earth I'm way in the moon, kickin' shit without a broom My mama can't lose I'ma keep her in a fresh car And I'ma put on them shoes I'ma keep her so froze up Yeah I'ma keep her in some jewels I'ma go 'head and nut in my bitch I'ma gon' and give her juice She did two times now, I done told her that was rude They don't wanna see you win Nah they want you always to lose They gon' always want you be stuck with them They'll never wish you good luck on them And they'll never wish bad luck either And I don't know what the fuck to think either Got a foreign car like a white beatle Actin' like she like people Knowin' they don't give two fucks if they're still here They'll leave her This politician is so fake They politickin' 'bout these cases I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it Choppa make a man I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Phillipe they got my wrist and they don't play with that She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Got on mines and I got tired of waitin' Mama say, "You gonna make it, you gotta be patient" Came out the hood, trap out the stove out that vacant Now we flyin' different places, fuckin' bitches all different races I did this shit that they thought I wouldn't do and I made it I was so down, man it's so fucked up, couldn't make over 80 I lost some friends, that was so fucked up and I know that they hate me Thugger, he gave me a chance and I had to take it Used to chop on the block with the 380 Now when I pull up they gotta pass me I came from nothing more than the 80s These niggas actors like Patrick Swayze I gotta get it, I can't be lazy Didn't have a dime so my mama crazy Ran up a sack with Thugger, baby Man this shit so amazing Patek Phillipe Cost a hundred bands, man Clear nothing' on it Then I went and seen Elliott and iced up my Pigalle, you dig That's on Big Duck, that's on all 6, know I'm sayin'? I got like a 170, 180 thousand dollar watch, bro And it glow up green at night And when the sun hit it on the plane You understand what I'm sayin'? Yeah, I used to do this shit to maintain Til I started usin' 14% of my brain And that left me with 5 stars worth of stains, you dig? Thugger!