Lil Wayne – I’m A Dboy ft Birdman

Grammy Award winning American rapper and songwriter, Lil Wayne join efforts with Birdman to create this song titled “I’m A Dboy”.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Tha Carter II” was officially released on 1 January 2005.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

Yeah

OK, I’m strapped

Get ’em

Black hat (Yeah), black shades (Yeah)

Black diamonds (Yeah), oh, behave (Haha)

No, he can’t with the bucket seats back

Got the paint job dope and the fucking seats crack

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power, I’m gone

Thinking of a master plan

I get money, but I’m thinking of a faster plan

I’m tryna cash it in

I got five in that garbage can

And the wrap Saran, I need cash advance

See, I know three sold, the other two a jam

I’ma sit on one and whip the other one much as I can

Hot-ass fucking sedan

Windows rolled down, no sound

Them bricks got the speakers drowned

I ain’t listening for shit but sirens

I ain’t tryna get to my ship sunk, fuck you pirates

I’ll touch you cowards, it ain’t nothing to a boss

The niggas in the hood tryna floss and your head got a cost, nigga

Take a loss, nigga, SS 55 all-black with the top chopped off that

Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at

I ain’t tryna prove nothing, I’m just tryna move something

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power, I’m gone

See, we’re cooking up a thousand grams (Thousand grams)

I’m in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans (With the pots and pans)

Triple color with the platinum jams (The platinum jams)

Fifty birds, homeboy, in the back of a van (Bitch)

A hundred grand in rubber bands (In rubber bands)

We got them birds in the coffee cans (In the coffee can)

We got the whips with the extra clips (Yeah, nigga)

Got bitches outta state, nigga, flipping them bricks (Flipping them bricks)

Been in the Caddy, been in the alley (Uh-huh)

Nigga been on the block (Yeah), right in front Miss Gladys (Right in front Miss Gladys)

Nigga know about hustling (‘Bout hustling), know about stunting (‘Bout stunting)

Did the curb-serving (Yeah), shined every summer (Bitch)

Been on front, been in the back (Yeah, nigga)

Nigga roll with duct tape and ride with the MAC (Pow, bitch)

We see these haters like, “Fuck them niggas.” (Like, “Fuck them niggas.”)

We’re made-men millionaire, hustling our nature

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power, I’m gone

8 A.M., open my eyes

Yeah, kick my bitch, tell her open the blinds

And I’m over the stove at 9

Yeah, I’m cooking breakfast for the block, then I let her cook mine, yeah

Quick line in the bathroom ‘fore we bounce

Not me, I mean her, she go a day an ounce, damn

Y’all pray for her

While I’m at the bus station in the Bentley sitting low as I wait for you

I’m getting dough, I’m a paperboy

I will take you for the right paper, boy

I will take her, shake her, tape her waist up

Send her to the money, she be back before I wake up, hah

Get your cake up, y’all niggas lame ducks

You probably get your game up when I’m giving the game up

My name Wayne, what? Hot Boy, flame up

You niggas tryna change up and I’m getting my change up

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power

I’m a D-boy, bitch, I’m a D-boy

Ho, I’m a dopeboy

I got the scope in the Rove’ for the jackboys

I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block

I got the money and the power, I’m gone