Lil` Wayne F- Bg High Beamin Lyrics

High Beamin Lyrics

(BG)
Niggas be hatin
'Cause BG got it
Every top of the line car they
got
Look I ride it
From the Hummer to the Rover
To the drop jag
B
and C lex truck
Nothin' my click ain't had
Everybody head was
fucked
When they heard bout the deal
Cash Money hotboys climbed for 30
mill
Already was straight now we livin larger
Already was ballin now we
ballin harder
??? bitches can't take me
Cause my wrist stay flossed
out
Niggas hate me cause all day i'm flossed out
Ghetto made me
My
dog, Baby, saved me
Niggas find out they hoe got fucked, ??
That's how it
go
It ain't my fault I got mega cheese
Walk that walk
Talk that talk
i'm BG
Paperchaser to the fullest get my grind on
Gotta do it cause I
made that song Get Yo' Shine On

(Chorus)3x
Me and my click be sizzlin
hot steamin
Bouncin' through diamonds high
beamin'

(Wayne)
Wha
I'ma flosser baby, baller baby
A fifteen
year old shot caller baby
And I'm racin through
In the all black
chrome
A Mercedes Coupe
Got yo' wife at my house
And she naked
too
And all my niggas all around
Sayin 'Shake it Boo, go ahead to what
you do'
It's Weezy dog and off the heezy dog
And I'm surrounded by the
ice
It got me freezin' dog
And it's plain and simple
Won't change
'cause it's natural
Lil' Wayne a pimp y'all
Got the game from
Beatris
I'm tryin to see six numbers
Pull up at the Grammy awards in six
Hummers
Leave the Grammy awards with six womens
And make a stop at the
gas station for six rubbers
Put it together
This is the life when you get
full of the cheddar
Don't try to end it or you would'nt get better,
what

(Chorus)4x

(Wayne)
La, la, la, la
Here I come star
rapper
I get the fast money
Short, cute hot boy that rapper Cash
Money
Standin out the roof of my car
And flash hundreds
Take your girl
to the mall
Spend a G like that's nothin
She lay on the floor
Open up
the spot
Take off her draws
Let me see the cunt
Don't stop Lil'
Weezy
We's ain't nothin nice
But gats in my Jesus Christ
Nothin but
ice
When they see me at night
Behind ?? I stay high
Snatch yo'
wife
Run up in her with the K-Y
But it's on man
Ever since I was born
Wayne
Nigga get out of line
I get dirty like John Wayne
I'm bout
stuntin', flossin'
Whatever come wit it
And I don't shoot guns
Unless
they have a drum wit it
At first they wasn't wit it
Thought that I was
jokin
Now I got 'em all payin attention like they owe it

(Chorus)