Woodlawn – Aminé 

Woodlawn Lyrics

Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushing push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil jam
Made my fetty in Japan ‘cause I do this shit for Marc
Playing him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne
You ain’t really on, til all yo niggas on
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home

Look, R.I.P Kobe
Nigga R.I.P Kobe
You was like a dad to a nigga so I’m sad my nigga had to get you tatted on me
I keep the niggas that I trust by my side, ‘cause everybody want a piece of the pie
There’s a Buffie the Body in every city and sloppy toppy the hobby so baby get in the ride
Bitch you bad as fuck, swipe the Visa (wait, wait)
Just watch what you spend ‘cause my Mama need rent
and my neck gotta look like a freezer
I keep some Prada on my ass, I put Chanel on her bag (you’re welcome)
Shawty wanna sit on my face like a new chair
I ain’t gon’ show up til you pay up and it’s all there
(uh huh)

Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushing push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil jam
Made my fetty in Japan ‘cause I do this shit for Marc
Playing him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne
You ain’t really on, til all your niggas on
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home

Back out, I’m ‘finna blow her back out
I’m sippin’ on a Moscow, yellow suit like The Mask now
Sexy my nickname, you’ll bump this for six days (straight)
This shit is so hard that’ll make a hatin’ nigga do the muhfuckin thizz face
Fly ass nigga handsome, tantrum
G got a lil tecca it’s a ransom
Don’t play dumb muhfucka this the anthem
I’m the lead lil nigga you the stand in
Ok, big money, big cash
Portland in this muhfucka nigga dig that
I’m in this bitch singing nothings to a bitch who mean nothing
But I got a big heart with them big racks

Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushing push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil jam
Made my fetty in Japan ‘cause I do this shit for Marc
Playing him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne
You ain’t really on, til all your niggas on
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home
Came a long way
Came a long way
I done
Came a long way
Came a long way
Came a long way
I done
Came a long way
Came a long way
Came a long way
I done