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Aye Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Cayne
Length: 2:33
Written by: Brent Young




Lil Cayne - Aye Lyrics




Now days
Gotta keep ya friend close
Nigga just might be a fed
No how that shit go
Use to be the homie
Now you straight hoe
Times change
Now lil homie now the big bro

All yo lies got these niggas Really Gassed out. they goin Find out
When I pull that mask off

Talking shit like you a mother F*cking big boss
Could of had them niggas come And cut ya Lights off

I got love
Cause they witnessed how I Came out
Now you mad cause you no That I'm man now

I ant Hollywood
You can meet me right now
We can talk, scratch, F*ck it or Go all out.

Boy don't act like you don't no What I'm about
Don't you ever throw no Rocks up in no glass house
Heard the news Gz ran up in yo Stash house I guess Carmel is a Bitch when she come bock

6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
Black white bags
And I serve em all day
If the money all there
I'll show you what it weight
All brown bags
Got the whole hood aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye

I put that on me
I don't do no barking
You said you wanna squash it Dawg But I heard you still Talking.

Dawg I don't Respect you
Cause you ant a real man
Acting like a kid
Playing with some grown men.

Tell the world how you brother Really got killed
Told the shooters he was you.
And got his cap pilled

If ya mama knew I wonder how She'll really feel
And this the nigga that y'all Claiming to be really real
Bitch get Out

6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
Black white bags
And I serve em all day
If the cash all there
I can show you what it weight
All brown bags
Got the whole hood aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
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Now days
Gotta keep ya friend close
Nigga just might be a fed
No how that shit go
Use to be the homie
Now you straight hoe
Times change
Now lil homie now the big bro

All yo lies got these niggas Really Gassed out. they goin Find out
When I pull that mask off

Talking shit like you a mother F*cking big boss
Could of had them niggas come And cut ya Lights off

I got love
Cause they witnessed how I Came out
Now you mad cause you no That I'm man now

I ant Hollywood
You can meet me right now
We can talk, scratch, F*ck it or Go all out.

Boy don't act like you don't no What I'm about
Don't you ever throw no Rocks up in no glass house
Heard the news Gz ran up in yo Stash house I guess Carmel is a Bitch when she come bock

6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
Black white bags
And I serve em all day
If the money all there
I'll show you what it weight
All brown bags
Got the whole hood aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye

I put that on me
I don't do no barking
You said you wanna squash it Dawg But I heard you still Talking.

Dawg I don't Respect you
Cause you ant a real man
Acting like a kid
Playing with some grown men.

Tell the world how you brother Really got killed
Told the shooters he was you.
And got his cap pilled

If ya mama knew I wonder how She'll really feel
And this the nigga that y'all Claiming to be really real
Bitch get Out

6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
Black white bags
And I serve em all day
If the cash all there
I can show you what it weight
All brown bags
Got the whole hood aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
6 Bag
8 Bags
12 Bags aye
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Writer: Brent Young
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