Pressure (feat. Lil Wayne)

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table stuntin'

And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

Pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with your misses

Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

Pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

When we do this shit now tell me why is you competing

When I be that type of nigga that get money when I'm sleeping

And when I'm farting and shittin' I cop contries on the weekend

So ambitious my accoundents cop continents when I'm eating for me

Bussa Buss the most dominant, start retreating

Beat the street up, shit be sounding remarkable

When I'm speaking homie

Huge rechargable batteries, bitch I'm tweaking, only

Short circuit electric chair bolteses every feature Coly

*HIIIH* Like I'm short for breath drowning in money rushes

Fuck a blunt bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and smoke from busses

I defend my money like soldiers I come to punish

Defence mechanism from infections, the way that BUSS IS

Ain't no fucking around, I'm frontin, Get it?

As for getting this bread Im like vomit so disgusting with it

Here's my other alias, don't forget it, call me Snow-blower

Blowing this bread like its nothing with it

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table stuntin'

And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

Pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with your misses

Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

Pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

Okay, Weezy F Baby man I gotta put the pressure on 'em

Young Money the special team, we so Devin Hester on 'em

Right up on your girls lips, got my dick resting on 'em

Soon as they woke up, it came and left it on 'em

Swag with no effort on em, quicker than a leopard on 'em

If he got beef watch me sprinkle salt and pepper on 'em

No Spinderella just plenty metal for any fellow

Semi settle everything for me and everything for me

Smoking on that G13 and everything funny

Specially y'all bitchass niggas, kiss-ass niggas

Blood gang 6 flags niggas, no rollercoaster

Real shit we hold the bread the hoes hold the toasters

Young Casanova, I bend their asses over

She say my dick stronger than a sixpack of Cola

Man Im so fly I got arachnophobia

Pressure bust pipes, but Weezy bust twice

Hahaha

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table stuntin'

And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

Pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with your misses

Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

Pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em

We puttin' pressure on 'em