Lil Wayne - My Homies Still Lyrics

(Pump that bass)

Man, f*ck y'all with a sick dick, semi automatic no click click
We don't feel you like an elephant, gettin' f*cked with a tick dick
Little nigga with a thick bitch, and before I f*ck 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 give me brain, research, and I prefer, reefer
But if you want some coke, that's cool, 'cause my homies still

(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Haha, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (boy)
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid (go dumb), go stupid, yeah (whoa, boy)

Okay, my girls and cars both skrt off (swerve)
I like the pussy that's so wet that I can surf off
In a hot spot cause a nigga never chillin' (chillin')
I do it for my niggas, I just do it to these bitches
Boy, I overgrind, overshine
Ain't another nigga over Sean (boy, boy)
I'm gettin' paid, it's Oprah time (boy, boy)
I'm rollin' pine, I'm so divine
I'm west side, west side
Dark glasses on like I'm goin' blind
Lookin' like Eazy E, it's just me and Lil Wheezy Wee
Get off my dick

(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Haha, my homies still (boy, boy, boy)
(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still (whoa, oh God)
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid (boy, boy), yeah
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid (go dumb), go stupid, yeah (whoa, whoa, oh God)

Look, I'm east side, them haters 90 going west
My niggas pumping so much bass, motherf*ckers goin' deaf (huh?)
Wheezy F, I'm east side, them haters 90 going west
My niggas pumping so much bass (pump that bass)
Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, I don't love them hoes
Got so much coke, you gon' need another nose, man
I just play my hand, but I am not the dealer
You see I got them tear drops, I cry your ass a river
I got that Trukfit T-shirt, listenin' 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

(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Haha, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
Whoa, okay

Boy, this here's what I do do (do do)
Got your sister dancin', not the kind that's in a tutu (no)
Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that voodoo (go)
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 (ain't shit)
I got the girl you came with and the girl she came with
She leakin' and drippin', whoa there I might just come slip in
And now your misses went and gone missin' and she addicted to what my dick did
Boy, I get it (I get it)
Lil' bitch

My homies still
Haha, yeah, homies still (Finally Famous in this)
Yeah, my homies still (G.O.O.D.)
Lil' nigga, make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (boy, boy)
Don't make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (go dumb)

Look, I'm east side, them haters 90 going west
My niggas pumping so much bass, motherf*ckers goin' deaf
Wheezy F, I'm east side, my nigga Sean from the west
And niggas pumping with so much bass (pump that bass)
Yeah, uh-huh
Young Mula
Truk your girl
(pump that bass)