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[Lil Wayne]
sound like my mic is right ugh, I am not a human shout to all my moon men yeah they call me tune got them b-tches tuned in its a crazy world so I stay in mine and n-ggas don’t cross the line n-ggas stay in line like welfare I stay elsewhere hotter than a devil, n-gga hell yeah roc-a-bye baby, homocide baby thats more tear drops call me cry baby what you talkin’ bout tell it to my nine cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms I’m a young God, swagga un-flawed b-tch Im in the building, you in the front yard lifes a b-tch yeah, better yet a dumb broad and I bet I can f-ck the World and make it cum hard yeah you boys is washed up and I’m sh-ttin on em like two girls and one cup weezy baby aka bring the money home pull out the AK and pop ya in ya funny bone laugh now die later muthaf-cker you’s a b-tch like zeta phi beta muthaf-cker [Chorus] Yeah, I call it how I see ya I wish I never met ya, i wouldn’t wanna be ya p-ssy ass n-gga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea p-ssy ass n-gga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea Yeah, I call it how I see ya I wish I never met ya, i wouldn’t wanna be ya p-ssy ass n-gga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea p-ssy ass n-gga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea [Lil Wayne] Man I’m so tired of ballin I sleep a lot now I’ll let my goons rush ya like Moscow gun at ya eyebrow pow pow man I ball hard even with 5 fouls yeah we in this b-tch like tampon’s dump ya in the woods now get ya camp on choke hold around this sh-t cause I’m so hands on I get high as f-ck and Polo sheets is what I lands on back against the wall my two feet is what I stand on diva in the room she blowin me just like a band horn got her on her knees the same knees that she be prayin’ on now she just text her girlfriend with a capital, You can join yeah, what y’all wanna do I’m all ears smoking on that head band call that sh-t Paul Pearce I’m just so ahead of my time like dog years ball like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears [Chorus] [Drake] I aaaaaam, spending much more than I’m making on these cars and these vacations is that too much information? I just bought a Lambourghini, Im not even into racing with a windshield full of tickets cuz I live right by the station I aaaaam, tryna figure out why you so mad at me yes I’m with Young Money tell the magazine stop asking me I be with the dread with the tattoo’s on his head and a flag the colour red like a f-cking low battery (ok) n-gga peep the sh-t I’m wylin’ on I be with your baby momma you be with your child at home Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of styrofoam big cheese big bread call that sh-t a calzone (ok) I will break your f-cking collar bone us agianst the World better pick which side you on Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on and we about to kill em C4 Mr Carters home. [Lil Wayne] Yeah, I call it how I see ya I wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya we some asshole n-ggas call us diarrhea the money keep growing yep its gorwing like a chea yeah, I call it how I see it y’all some p-ssy ass n-ggas we should call ya gonorrhea uh, you keep tlakin’ that sh-t I’mma see ya kill ya senorita and and f-ck ya mama mia! |
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| 2. |
| 4:11 |
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Let go, okay
Bitch, I'm me, American gangsta Weezy F baby, born in a manger Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo New Orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego All about my bread like bagels, they know I'm raw like Qualo, ball like gay hoes Weed so strong, it's like I twist tornadoes Spit like 9's, 4 5th's, and 3 8 oh's Niggas want problems, well, I am problematic It's back to pickin' cotton 'cause you niggas cotton candy I'ma east side damu, deep water shamoo Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the bedroom Pass that bitch down like an heirloom, tunechi Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up We hustle till nightfall Party till sunlight Guns in the boxes Don't make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigga finger itches And we hustle till nightfall Party till sunlight Guns in the boxes Don't make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigga finger itches Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up Bitch, I'm streets, I rep that east Gimmie the beef, I'll put the beef in da grease Kush in the sweets, your bitch in the sheets I fucked that bitch, mission complete Real nigga talk gangsta conversation I'm a real nigga, don't fuck wit' imitations Young Money, nigga, ain't no limitations I don't play games, niggas simulation Which one of y'all niggas say ya 'bout it? It's a fucked up world, T-Streets take ya out it That's word to the glock, glock in my sock Who's left playin' shields better stop at the dot Hold up Uh, married to the money, you're welcome to the reception And she came with problems, fuck it, that's my step sons Sleepin' in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come And I keep the toast, turn yo' ass to bread crumbs Uh, based on a true story I got a million flows, they ain't even 2 storey's Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I don't toss and turn Shoot down the early bird and that's how I get the worm, yeah Real nigga university, alumni Just check my watch and that bitch say sometimes She say when I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul searchin' And they say money talks, well, it's my spokes person Uh, grab a star from the sun roof I fuck her in her dreams and make her come true Yeah, Young Money in the power Send my B's at you like a motherfuckin' flower Hold up, hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up We hustle till nightfall Party till sunlight Guns in the boxes Don't make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigga finger itches And we hustle till nightfall Party till sunlight Guns in the boxes Don't make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigga finger itches Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up |
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| 3. |
| 3:49 |
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Shawty badder than a 3 year old Keep playing and I'm a eat her like a pita roll I'm just sayin with my love I could feed her soul Today, get away and we don't need our clothes We at the pool and she lookin like a center fold Two tattoos but she say she gettin plenty mo She got Indian in her family, seminol Me and shawty go together like chemicals And she get mad when I call other woman hoes You send a Rolls, I pick some flowers and send her those Tall glass of Merlot get her in the mode Two tall glasses of Merlot get her out her robe I whisper in her ear, than lick around her lobe And when she check her watch, it's never time to go And with her brain she should make the honor roll And when I came she called me like the comical [Hook: Lil Wayne] God damn you the shit And I'll rip my heart out and hand you the shit And I don't really know how to handle this shit But tonight it's moonlight and candles and shit [Hook: Drake] With you baby With you baby With you baby With you baby With youuuu and only you [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Uh I say damn I must be left cause you the best I ever seen right Shawty put me on, you got me gone like some green lights See you with your girls, they probably telling that he ain't right Bet they be the same bitches at the wedding throwing rice Let's get together over night Shawty I'm a pro and you are lookin like the protoype But see that I took your advice, Sometimes you got to blow it twice then shake it up and roll the dice I'm crusin on the road of life but I need a passenger Appettite for lovin, ma I'm hungry like a scavenger I-I be on that lavender I-I be in the bath with her Then I gotta go under that water like a mariner [Hook: Lil Wayne] God damn you the shit And I'll rip my heart out and hand you the shit And I don't really know how to handle this shit But tonight it's moonlight and candles and shit [Hook: Drake] With you baby With you baby With you baby With you baby With youuuu and only you [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Now she don't know about me But I'm a put her on it And she ain't show up out me But can't go without me We probably ain't supposed to be together But I wonder if our love affair her could last forever And shawty I'm with ya Smoke alot of weed but I could never forget ya Then I told her to her face, If everyone was like you the World would be a better place [Hook: Lil Wayne] God damn you the shit And I'll rip my heart out and hand you the shit And I don't really know how to handle this shit But tonight it's moonlight and candles and shit [Hook: Drake] With you baby With you baby With you baby With you baby With youuuu and only you [Outro: Lil Wayne] Damn you the shit I'll rip my heart out and hand you the shit And I don't really know how to handle this shit But tonight- [Outro: Drake] With you baby With you baby With you baby With you baby With youuuu and only you |
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| 4:05 |
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I am not a human being[Verse 1:]Re, Re, Reporting from anotha worldLook up in the sky and see me porting wit a cova girlShe know that is fly after I’m through then its anotha girlI can make your wife and your sister fuck your brother girlRock Star BiotchCheck out how we rockAnd if this ain’t Hip HopIt must be Knee HopI’m higher then a mothafuckin chronic leaf tree topI make da nina sing like “shoot a du dee wap”You want the facts daddy? well I truly do need popAnd I get my candy from your girlfriend’s sweet shopStill get a stomach ache every time I see copsYou better run motherfucker, Cuz we notYeah you bitches better run til your feet stopAnd I’m so, fed up wit street copsI’m colder than a ski shopI’m holdin’ on to the topAnd even if I let goI still wanna G rock[Chorus:]I am the Rhyming OasisI got a cup of ya time I wont waste itI got my foot on the line I’m not racin’I thank god that I am not basicI am not a human being[Verse 2:]HahaRock Star BabyNow come to my suite and get lock jaw babyI can knock your boots and your socks off babyNews flash ya boyfriend a knock off babyOk, Real shit you can get knocked off babyI’m like a champagne top I’m ready to pop off babyYou really lucky I don’t kill if its not for babyGot so much money, I can look at the cops all crazyRock star shit for my rock star assGot a tub full of money that’s a rock star bathThen I use more money to wipe my rock star assThen I throw it in the garbage that rock star trashI wouldn’t try youI wouldn’t lie dudeI must be sticky cuz them bitches got they eyes gluedBeep beep bitch I’m so motherfuckin da muStarin’ at em long like “Bitch i will climb you!”I stand tall like a motherfuckin 9′2I scream motherfuck you and who ever designed youAnd if you think you hot then obviously you were lied toAnd we don’t die we multiply and then we come divide you[Chorus:]I am the Rhyming OasisI got a cup of ya time I wont waste itI got my foot on the line I’m not racin’I thank god that I am not basicI thank god that I am not basicI am not a human being[Verse 3:]UghhI’m rockstar BadWith my rock star glasses and my rockstar plaidThe school of hard rock I’m a rockstar gradAnd my kids, are bout to have a rockstar dadNow momma let them titties down so i can wax off glassAnd if you do I probably call ya like shots off glassDon’t jump into my water cuz your knot wont lastI swear I’ma be like a shark that chomp on bassRock star lifeRock star BrightAnd in the mosh pit is how a rockstar fightSo jump in this bitch and catch a rockstar rightAnd the cops could never violate a rockstars rightsYea, now I’m back on my grizzAnd yalls a bunch of squares like a muthafuckin gridAnd errybody get it, well me I get ridOf he who say he get it, and then I get hisNo marquee but this is big BizAnd I scream fuck it, whoever it isAin’t no muthafucka deeper than me bitch digAnd I thank god everyday that my children are rich kids[Chorus:]I am the Rhyming OasisI got a cup of ya time I wont waste itI got my foot on the line I’m not racin’I thank god that I am not basicI am not a human being
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| 5:33 |
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uh Camo shorts and bubba Kush
yeah we can talk she'd rather fuss this and that bout such and such damn where is the fcking trust im tired of the hoop and hollern Im bout to take the coupe to collins uh then take a female to the Island uh then take her clothes off and do the honours yeah now she hearing with them other btches yeah I told her mind her fcking business sht she prol out here fcking nggas im fcking her friends now her friends aint even fcking with her damn she text me all day and night so pissed off she aint even spelling shot right i text her back tell her its life now somebody tell them hoes I'm single for the night yeah I'm single ngga had to cance l that btch like nino i aint trippin on nothin im sipping on somethin and my homeboy say he got a bad btch for me and I'm single yeah I'm single and Im single tonight Im single and i aint trippin on nothin im sipping on somethin and my homeboy say he got a bad btch for me tonight Dreads braided to the back im chilling but my swag on full attack and my girl acting like a brat so when she call i don't answer I just write her back she hate it when I do that sht and I when get home she go through my sht she call numbers back to see who that is man I hate it when she do that sht polo tshirt polo draws now make me take this polo off girl you can get broken off yeah I fck you for an hour than I smoke it off swimming trunks and bathing suits they go in the bedroom and tell the naked truth dont wanna fuss aint tryna fight man somebody tell em hoes I'm single for the night yeah I'm single ngga had to cancel that btch like nino i aint trippin on nothin im sipping on somethin and my homeboy say he got a bad btch for me and I'm single yeah I'm single and Im single tonight Im single and i aint trippin on nothin im sipping on somethin and my homeboy say he got a bad btch for me tonight now she got on her fck em dress And I got on my double breast and he been fussing all day with her And I make her feel special like a place kicker She wanna be weezy f baby sitter Say she wish she could cut my dck off and take it with her I say hold on She say she just playing Then I falls in that pssy like quick sand hot sex and cold wine She left that nigga hanging like a clothes line I cut my phones off both lines It's bout to get nasty pork rinds She came hard both times We both say we single And we both lying We both wrong but it feel right Put your hands up if you single for the night yeah I'm single ngga had to cancel that btch like nino i aint trippin on nothin im sipping on somethin and my homeboy say he got a bad btch for me and I'm single yeah I'm single and Im single tonight Im single and i aint trippin on nothin im sipping on somethin and my homeboy say he got a bad btch for me tonight if you single Put your hands up if you single Put your hands up if you single Put your if you single tonight if you single Put your hands up if you single Put your hands up if you single if you single tonight |
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| 3:31 |
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[Lil Wayne]
Uh, life on the rocks too hard to swallow so we get high till it feel like the sky low ya'll boys just a bunch of p-ssy cats milo money is the song, pockets on high note do ra me faso I rock like a fossil, big ball sh-t, Paul Castellano shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo thats that nine n-gga, lil rando sleeping with the enemy so I f-ck the World to Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl the sweetest southern girl (sweetest southern girl) [Nicki Minaj] this is times up put your signs up made em pick my dude out the line up baby what the f-ck is wrong (wrong) with them what the f-ck is wrong (wrong) with them you see many are called very few are chosen looking at the wall you can feel them close in baby what the f-ck is wrong (wrong) with them what the f-ck is wrong (wrong) with them [Lil Wayne] Uh, mind over matter money over all the World is on my shoulders, shall I dust my shoulders off? uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls f-ck the bullsh-t, but just don't f-ck it raw man p-ssy has a pattern and I know where I'm going and if you got beef I turn into a tenderloin sanity kills so I live the crazy life I wonder if you'll pay attention if I change the price life is my wife, till death do us part man I'm fly as f-ck you aint even next to depart quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art [Lil Wayne] stepping on the bullsh-t you can be my doormat y'all aint going nowhere with that hatin' shit, four flat disrespectful on the beat, Borat f-ck the system and the p-ssy wasn't all that yeah, now time's gettin' shorter life on ya head like f-cking read carter now dont you cross me, you do better crossing the border so much money piled up I'm a muthafucking hoarder |
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| 4:32 |
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[Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it We onnnn ‘Cause we onnnn [Drake] Who else really tryna fuck with Hollywood Cole? I’m with Marley G, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uh, my real friends never hearin’ from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That’s why I pick and choose, I don’t get shit confused I got a small circle, I’m not with different crews We walk the same path, but got on different shoes Live in the same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars I never get to use Don’t like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole Plus I been sippin’, so this shit is movin’ kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it’s time to go [Lil Wayne] Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it We on It’s Young Money, motherfucker If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my B’s with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first Meet me on the fresh train Yes, I’m in the building, you just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a fuck, X Games Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex change And I smoke ’til I got chest pains And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckin’ plane Skinny pants and some Vans Call me Triple A, get my advance in advance, amen As the world spin and dance in my hands Life is a beach, I’m just playin’ in the sand Uh, wake up and smell the pussy You niggas can’t see me, but never overlook me I’m on the paper trail, it ain’t no tellin’ where it took me Yeah, and I ain’t a killa, but don’t push me Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it We on It’s Young Money, motherfucker If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first Uh, how do he say what’s never said? Beautiful black woman, I bet that bitch look better red Limpin’ off tour ’cause I made more off my second leg Ma’fuckin’ Birdman Junior, eleventh grade Ball on automatic start I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw Wildcat offense, check the paw prints We in the building, you niggas in apartments No-now, c’mon, be my blood donor Flo’ so nice, you ain’t gotta put a rug on her Do it big, and let the small fall under that Damn, where you stumbled out? From where they make gumbo at Kane got the fuckin’ beat jumpin’ like a jumping jack But you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-hop, I’m the heart of that, nigga, nothin’ short of that President Carter, Young Money Democrat Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it We on It’s Young Money, motherfucker If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? (Soo woo!) I got my gun in my boo purse And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first |
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| 4:40 |
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[Lil Wayne Chorus]
She got that good good she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive ass She got that good good she michael jackson bad im attracted to her [Lil Wayne] She a monster, I’m her sponsor she run through my head, Chris Johnson I’ma tackle her, get in back of her buss it open suck that pussy like the dracula what your man doing? tell him fall back throw that pussy at me, baseball bat i kiss her where she point I make her lose her voice, I see her when I want, call that viewers choice number 1 lover, she want none other dont need another one when we got one another i take her out and then i take her down i beat it up twelve round [Lil Wayne Chorus] She she got that good good she got that got that good she got she got that got that she she got that good good, she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive ass [Lil Twist] Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things that i can do baby on top of the world when i`m on top of you baby spend the night with me and get popular baby , po-popular baby (x2) [Lil Wayne] Uh She a monster,but im a beast tho Take her clothes down,with my teeth tho I beat slow or i can hit it fast I do it how she ask, and i cum last I bust her ass,we tare it down Then i gotta split like James Brown Its all love,i come back around And if she back it up , then then i back it down Tell me something is u ready for me baby Take this beast of out my pants and let u pet it for me baby My dick on professor Klump jump on this Eddie for me baby And when u fuck with me they give u credit for it baby yeah [Lil Wayne Chorus] She she got that good good she got that got that good she got she got that got that she she got that good good, she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive ass [Lil Twist] Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things that i can do baby on top of the world when i`m on top of you baby spend the night with me and get popular baby , po-popular baby (x2) [Lil Wayne ] She got that good good she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive ass So pack your bags, i fly you in Soon as she land, we get it in She love to put her legs around my neck I promise if i fuck her hard then she gon choke me to death . ha And its always wet dont know if she the best i ever had but shes the best i had yet [Lil Twist] Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things that i can do baby on top of the world when i`m on top of you baby spend the night with me and get popular baby , po-popular baby hey and u get popular baby and like a cradle i`ll be rockin u baby i feel good when i`m on top of you baby so imma stay on top of u baby . hey [Lil Wayne ] u`ll be popular baby i`ll be rockin u baby i`m on top of u baby and imma stay on top of u baby hahaha YOUNG MUUUULLLLAAA BABYYYY |
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| 4:03 |
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[Lil Wayne]
cut the music up please yeah I should never leave hip hop controlled by my two hands they go tick toc around the clock, yes it’s my time, my throne better know the time of day in any f-cking time zone I’m feeling like I’m on top of the rhinestone pull in the ladder from heaven about to climb home mental thoughts are sharper than a pine cone in this World of numbers I keep my nine on and I don’t go to church because the line long and the preacher he be getting his shine on but I know my Lord I am God’s own back to my hands, tick tick a time bomb [Jay Sean - Chorus] Yeah, don’t you know I’ll be (I’ll be) Yeah, don’t you know I’ll be (I’ll be) I’ll be here cause I won’t quit yeah you can try lock me up you can try to break me down but I stay strong It’s my own throne cant stop now cause that aint me you can try lock me up you can try to break me down but I stay strong It’s my own throne cant stop now cause that aint me [Lil Wayne] Try to stay afloat on my inner tube when they turn my city into a swimming pool before that, it was a living cesspool we got get on our sh-t like nats do police’s be on my tip like hats do but i stay strong like blacks do never saved by the bell in a black school and I stay in trouble like Zack do and in this game nobody’s on my plateau therefore my name remains like a tattoo yes I take giant steps in Shaq boots B-I-R-D man junior or Weezy F Baby [Chorus] [Jay Sean - Bridge] that aint me See I won’t stop, that aint me I wont quit, that aint me no I wont stop, that aint me cause that aint me [Lil Wayne] Alright, I’m in their conversations the titles up for grabs I’m into confiscation punch, shot or stab now your the doctors patient wild like an Arab from the Islamic nation I get money round the clock, aint got no time for hating and these n-ggas aint sh-t like their constipating I get the coupe with the kit watch me lobster red it drop the top at the light thats when I be heading so far ahead of them I feel outdated but I feel electric like I’m Raiden used to play Mortal Kombat when I was a couch potato now I’m coming out with faders, no homo [Chorus] |
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| 4:19 |
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[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Skinny ass pants fresh pair of vans if you niggas keep trippin’ nigga share an ambulance throw up blood with my hands my gang poppin’ niggas smoke that kush and not that reggie for you name droppin’ niggas all day I do it I do it like Tony got a sign on my dick that say “bad bitches only” I don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt man I’m on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go “pu” Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too yeah all my niggas nuts and I’m a loose screw bitch I get big bucks pockets on bruce bruce yeah I talk that sh-t bitch I got red, bitch I got toast welcome to the murder show I am the muthfucking host they call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the fucking most Im at their throats until they choke the God has spoke I need a smoke man [Chorus] All these bitches and niggas still hatin’ I used to be a baller but now I’m Bill Gaten’ got a list of full of problems, I tend to em later yeah life is a bitch but I appreciate her man(x2) [Lil Wayne - Verse 2] It go dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters now eat these fuckin bullets, don’t forget to tip the waiter dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White I’m high all day, you can call that sh-t a long flight every nights a long night, every day is a holiday I can fick the squares now do that mean I’m out of shape yes I talk shit, got to defecate to conversate weezy fuck the world, yup I fuck it till it ovulate, get her to the crib get in that pussy just dominate Weezy F baby and the F is for fornicate Polo Ralph Lauren bitch, yeah that’s what my pajamas say big tall glass of some sh-t you can’t pronounciate Beaucoup in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face still I do not give you mother fuckers the time of day pistol in your mouth I cannot make out what you tryna say and if they want a war, tell them mother fuckers bombs away [Chorus] All these bitches and niggas still hatin’ I used to be a baller but now I’m Bill Gaten’ got a list of full of problems, I tend to em later yeah life is a bitch but I appreciate em man(x2) [Lil Wayne] Let it breath to em, yes just let it breath to em Young mula baby Young mula baby |
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