Wayne Brady

By LO.CEASAR

On LO.CEASAR EP

Released on April 20, 2015

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[Wayne Brady from Chappelle’s Show]

Is Wayne Brady gonna have to choke a bitch?


[Verse 1: Starker]

Yo yo, ey yo my dick abusin’ ‘em

Usin’ my fingers puttin' two up in they mouthpiece

Innocent pussy I be recruitin’ 'em

Ya jewels aluminum

How you gon’ front I be reviewin’ them

Put a few of 'em one in the chamber

You confused listen to Hot 97

My nigga there's a solution

Be rootin’ for Allen Houston substitution

If you losin’ in my slum like Attila the Hun

You double cross be the same reason why my father had to fill up the gun

I vigilante kill a dealer 'n run

Feelin' like stealin' ya son

I'm poppin' ecstasy each pill is a dub

My nigga Bishop makin' deals for this bud

When I arrive they show me love

Beethoven clothin' in the booth with a glove for Hubba Bubba suck my dick in the club

I treat a bitch like a shrub

You up on social networks spillin' ya guts

I'm so appealin' had her skillin' my nuts

Dealin' with feelings of lust

You double cross me

I'm chokin' bitches in-between havin' sex

Not 'cause she like it 'cause the bitch had owed me money

Yo the God ain't forget

You party hard direct deposit yo' check

8 days a week I'm in on deck

Respect my methods nigga call me collect


[Verse 2: YL]

Sniffin' designer drugs I'm hittin' good vagina with no condom on

We on survivors runnin' from the cops they right behind us

I'm the city's finest rhymin' honestly

I love the drama, where the dollars at

Who sipped my cognac man its petty she lovin' it

When I'm up and fuckin' it mad sweaty

Yo I grab titties fans want that asses slapped too

I feel like Big Daddy not Sonny Colfax I'm cold that's no facts

You broke so sad

These niggas gay like they don't know that

Northface hoodie 700 on the bubble jacket

This shit is practice I was born nice at this

I used to rock the NBA fitted with all the patches

Now I stay fitted in some low and keep some dough for stackin'

I'm known for classic content from out the conscience

Hide the Louis belt to avoid lookin' pompous

You don't want this, that deliver to your door shit

Yo, I'm tryna eat I need that four coursin'

Fuck your shit its all about me

Be at the crib around 3

Why we're spotted [?] in the scene