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1st Key Lyrics

"1st Key" was written by Jones, Tristan / Freeman, Bernard James / Butler, Chad L / Carter, Dwayne / Williams, Brian.
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[Chorus[X2]]
I bought my first key from my baby momma brotha
I bought my first key bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brotha
I cooked it up myself and started passin out them hubbas

[Birdman]
Hustlin on my city streets tryna get a whole B
(I bought my first key my first key)
In '93 and we was gettin em for like 25
columbian connec homie we was gettin fly
we on the grind our nuts got bigger
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets)
and everyday we in the motherfuckin hood our guns got bigger
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets)
stuntin on them niggas gettin money stayin fly every day a nigga spendin
(came in pi-piles)
Ridin 25s and we blazin gettin high nigga showin off his ride
(came in pi-piles)
cruisin through the beach nigga rollin in mednas them people pull me over hatin know they can't see us know I got the money
(now they won't leave me alone)
now they acting funny cause they know a nigga strong money long and we comin

[Chorus[X2]]

[Lil Wayne]
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more)
I aint have to touch a piece a work since '94
I lost my dad in '96 and started making moves in '98
(I got a brand new lexus coupe)
(Now them laws won't leave me alone)
they pull me over locked me up I bail out on my own
I call my papa on the phone tell him cook up his own I leave the house with a pocket full of stones
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets)
Got them hoes slangin hidin packs in they titties
them small chest bitches gotta put it in they butt
(twentys and them big fat monkey nuts)
I got so many hoes
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
now they won't leave me alone)
Man I got so much dough
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
now they won't leave me alone)
weezy baby dboy

[Chorus[X2]]

[Birdman]
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more)
and I aint touch a motherfuckin key since '04
and thats the word that we serve and look thats all we know
them niggas talking shit but we the niggas with the cash flow
(Still smoke that weed smoke that smoke that smoke that weed)
and I'm back on the beach and we blowin out a whole P the AK mac 11 represent the 3 gangsta like a motherfucka me and my homies
(first key)

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah my nigga rabbit was a OG my momma husband thats who showed me
(my first key)
yup and you know I had to be a hustler I started sellin hubbas
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets
cause they know I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets
cause they know I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts)
yeah

[Chorus[till fade]]

Songwriters
Jones, Tristan / Freeman, Bernard James / Butler, Chad L / Carter, Dwayne / Williams, Brian

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