I Told Ya'll
Drake & lil wayne Lyrics


Told y'all, I told y'all, I told y'all
I told y'all (Ha ha hahaha)
I told y’all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that
(Young Money) i told y’all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that
(Young Money) i told y’all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that
T Told y’all, I tote a tool
(Young Mula, baby)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that
I told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh, huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that (Uh, huh)
I told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh, huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that (Uh, huh)
I told y’all, I tote a tool
(Uh huh, I usually don't do this)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that (Uh, huh)
T Told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh, huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that
But we gon' keep the party going!

I I I I I I wake a nigga
Up in his bed when he sleep
Tie the nigga up from his head to his feet
Then I light the nigga up from
His head to his feet
Put his body in the water and
His head on the beach
Light another blunt 'cause it
Save me the grief
I don't give a fuck, I was made for the beef
I don't give a fuck
I'm straight from the streets
But I'm crooked as a bitch, bitch
Wave to the thief
Lie to the bad guy, "Hi" to the good dope
Ride with the bad guy, try and you get smoked
Lie and you get smoked, lie for a nigga
Though
Try for a nigga, though, die for a nigga
Though why would a nigga go to New Orleans?
This is Katrinaland the President flew over
And he ain't even land
We ain't even mad, we ain't even playing
It's duct tape season in my region
And you ain't leaving until we eating
And I want my piece and I want
My peeps to get their piece
And they want their peeps to get their piece
And until then, tell you peeps, "No peace"
I'm a beast and I feast every beat I seek
And I freak every mix CD I leak
I need to be at the T-O-P O-F H-IP-H-O-P
And I'm IN D-A C-U T W-I T-H them Uzis
Who, me? Yes, me, call me Weezy West, B
'Cause I'm wilder than the
Motherfucking Wild West be
I'm so ready are you ready for me?
I'm Young Money, Young Mula, baby
Break in a nigga car at the light
Put the gun to his head, make
Him park on the right, and
Then I tell him, "Don't talk
" make him get out and walk
And then, I tell my goons, "Get right in"
When you fucking with a nigga like me
No homo, but you're fucking with a rider
But they no heard me, when I tried to
Told y'all, I, told y'all, I
Told y'all, I, told y'all, I
Told y'all, I, told y'all, I
Told y'all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that (Ugh)

Fuck another motherfucker and
Them other motherfuckers
'Cause can't no motherfucker fuck
With a nigga if you fuck with Lil' Tune
I’ma let my goons just follow
Your ass like Twitter, nigga
We can do what you want, I don't care
Anyhow, anywhere, anytime, I swear
At sun-up on a nigga
I will run up on a nigga
Put the gun up on a nigga now
I'm one-up on a nigga
Yeah, I will run the clock behind the guap
And if my leg broke, I will hop bitch
I will hustle 'til I drop
Bitch, I will throw you from
The top of the world
I got myself a Boston girl
She my gypsy, I'm her genie
Ride my magic carpet, girl
Flow so sick, you cough and
Hurl, I'm so twisted, i walk in swirls
I'm so lifted, I walk on clouds
Please, please, please, don't shoot me down
Fucking right, I put it down, buy it white
Then cook it brown
This is how "great-looking" sound KY
Bring the hook around
Told y'all, I, told y'all, I
Told y'all, I, told y'all, I
Told y'all, I, told y'all, I
Told y'all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that (Ugh)

Hollygrove USA, parlez-vous Français?
Hot as picante, I am a zombie
What more can I say? 'Cause after all, I
Told y'all, I told y'all, I told y'all
I told y'all i told y'all, I tote it
Put the bullet in the Glock
And blow that bitch if you know like I know
You'd put money way before that bitch
Everyone got they hand out
So I drop my drawers, let them hold that dick
I’ma roll that stick, and I’ma roll it thick
And I know I'm colder when it's cold as brick
And I ain't that old, I'm just twenty-six
All in your mouth like I'm a dentist, bitch
Fuck you and your interests, bitch
We on some shoot-the-interest shit
Better find the exit boy
My Nina is so sexy boy
And she feeling desperate boy, don’t
Make her molest you, boy
Pressure, pressure
Boy what would make you test the boy?
I'm great with no effort, boy
Your face will get severed, boy
I'm breaking your level, boy
I'm taking your medal, boy
Weezy F baby and the "F" is for forever, boy!





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@vhudsofficial6930

This whole era of Drake and Wayne will never get old.

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VHudsOfficial the best duo imo. Only fire songs.

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I swear to god I can't listen to this shit

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VHudsOfficial Epic

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@MY_DEEP

I was 14 years old when this song came out. I always told myself that when I buy my car, I'm going to play this song at the dealership. I did that today. πŸ˜€

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Good job !!

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Bless up, congrats brother

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