Lil Wayne

[fox69]

"Shit Freestyle"

"Shit Freestyle"


[Intro]
I'm so sorry, so sorry
This, this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so sorry

[Hook]
Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, Glock 40 for them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi casa su casa
My choppa go doom da-da dai-yai-yai-yada

[Verse]
Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix
I wake up cranky and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, your head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to give they styles back
I say "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I say "you too, bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go both ways
She say "they do say love is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I squeeze, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and shoot at you fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you heard
You a dead parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and shit
From up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for shit cause you the shit
And we know Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"

[Hook]

[Intro]

 

[fox69]

"Shit Stains"

"Shit Stains"


[Verse 1:]
Walked in the bank like my shit don’t stank
Bitch, I’m from New Orleans, everybody ain’t saints
Pockets never empty, Weezy F, full tank
Try and check me and I’mma leave that check blank
Tongue kiss that pussy, make that woman have convulsions
I’m in this bitch throwin’ up blood like an ulcer
Real nigga like a motherfuckin’ slave
R.I.P. these niggas, like a page
“Um, hello, how’re you doing, sir?”
Doctor call that MD, that’s mur-der
Bitches ain’t shit, and niggas ain’t neither
Bad bitches, I’ll get “at you! ” like sinus (bless you)
These niggas is fake, like a bosom
And everybody’s on edge until you push ‘em
Ha! But the pleasure’s all mine
‘Cause on my watch, I’m the greatest of all time

[Hook:]
And I don’t know how fake feel, nigga
‘Cause all my life, I’ve been a real nigga
Yeah, all my life, I’ve been a real nigga
Don’t fuck up my night, I’m like “what’s poppin’?”
What’s your friend’s name?
What y’all drinkin’ on?
Come get an oil change, I brought my AK
I’m on my A game, bitch, I’m an A-hole
Leavin’ shit stains… hoe

[Verse 2:]
I’m an asshole, but I don’t give a shit
Like a hard dick, I’m in this bitch
I’m sharp, I’m cold – ice pick
Top off the Maybach – nice tits
I’m from Hollygrove, used to hang with L
I make them bitches… they waiting to exhale
I’m on some gangster shit, knock your head off
Bark up my tree, that’s a dead dog
Where them hoes at? Tell ‘em I said what’s up
I like a shaved pussy, no razor bumps
I got that paper, bitch – come get a paper cut
Don’t gamble in that pussy, not even Lady Luck
I make ‘em straighten up, and fly right
When life hands your lemons, find the limelight
Yeuh… and the pleasure’s all mine
‘Cause on my watch, I’m the greatest of all time

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I like my alcohol straight, bitch
I can’t stop stunting, I need my brakes fixed
Yeah I’m on that shit, like a fuckin’ maggot
On the road to riches, you niggas stuck in traffic
Stomp a nigga out, keep the party going
Kick them hoes out if them hoes annoying
But if they friends bad, then them hoes could join
I’m ‘bout to shoot a porn, I’m casting Broken Arm
Got money on my mind, pussy on my agenda
I beat that pink pussy magenta, fuck being gentle
Man I’m hard, these niggas is simple, gun to your temple
I smoke ‘til I look Oriental, high as a window
And I broke these niggas like pencils on accidental
Bitch, I meant to, dick in her dimples, lick it, I tremble
I swear, this shit is mental, fuck it, my rent due
I’ll school your ass and suspend you, bitch!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Shoot Me Down"
(feat. D. Smith)

"Shoot Me Down"
(feat. D. Smith)



Page 1. Chapter 1. Verse mother fucking 1.
Yeah,
Uh huh,
I'm Drinking hot tea bitch.
Feel me, now if you let me you wont regret me,
Shit if you let me you wont forget me.
Remember? And if you don't then ponder hold up pop! pop! there's a reminder.
I ain't kinda hot I'm sauna, I sweat money and the bank is my shower,
And that pistol is my towel, so stop sweating me coward.
And I would die for ours, ride for hours, supply the flowers.
This is history in the making, now shut the fuck up and let me make it.

[Chorus]
Please don't shoot me down, cause I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm higher
Please don't shoot me down, I'm flying, I'm higher.

I swear this tea is at a real good temperature right now.

I spit Alcatraz bars I know,
And D Boys is the only alphabet boys i know,
Got a 380 on my waste and ranbow back home,
No more bandanna round my dome,
Bandana in my right pocket, bitch I'm grown.
Fuck what you want, watch me stand on the world as I sit in a throne
And if I jump I'm going to fly and look into the eagles eye and see I am lookin like you, why?
Bitch see, it gets me how nothing gets me or get to me,
And if your shootin for the stars then just shoot me,
But your bullets don't reach mars, haws, claws because I'm a beast I'm a dawg ill get you,
My picture should be in the dictionary next to the definition of definition,
Because repetition is the father of learning. and son i know your barrel burning but..

[Chorus]
Please don't shoot me down, cause I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm higher
Please don't shoot me down, I'm flying, I'm higher.

Ay! Talk to my daddy.
Pop i did it to em, I'm a bastard, and I'm going to do it again like nigga backwards,
These niggas backwards, but they behind us. Now watch me get high like times up
Now D bring the drums back, and watch me hit them where there lungs at like that,
I get respect cause if don't I'm going to take it, i see your boys hating and i see your girls naked.
It sounds like a naked gun, switch clips with my thumb, and i pop another clip in and aim at his vision.
Cause Wayne is his vision, cause Wayne is the mission, I'm aiming at a mirror...

[Chorus]
Please don't shoot me down, cause I'm flying, I'm flying, (and I've done it before, please don't make me do it any more.) I'm higher
Please don't shoot me down, (watch me soar) I'm flying, (where the fuck is my guitar, now roar) I'm higher.

 

[fox69]

"Shooter"
(feat. Robin Thicke)

"Shooter"
(feat. Robin Thicke)



[Lil Wayne]
Yea, yea, yea
Weezy baby y'all, don't get shot
Rappin' fire, what you know about it
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came here to come out the barrel

[Robin Thicke]
I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters, shooter
I turn around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got security good
Jumped right over counter
Pointed gun at, wink, he tell her
I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter

My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter [2x]

[Lil Wayne]
I think they want me to surrender
But no, I can't do it [2x]

So many doubt 'cause I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'ma play x-ray, helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't listen
Call me automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

[Robin Thicke + (Lil Wayne)]
With all these riches and, all these riches
But ain't no loaners around
They thinkin about shooters that-shooters that
Guns-Girls-Ladies that-Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooter

Put my hands up
They want me with my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter

[Lil Wayne + (Robin Thicke)]
But I'm not
I just cry mama, I think they, hey
Me think they want me to surrender (Shooter)

And to the radio stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind door dick takers
It's outrageous, you don't know how sick you make us
I want to throw up like chips in Vegas
But this is Southern face it
If we too simple then y'all don't get the basics

[Robin Thicke]
Lady walks into a shotgun surprise
Dropped to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it", everybody gon regret it
I'm your, shooter

My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, Shooter [2x]

[Lil Wayne + (Robin Thicke)]
Me won't surrender, me no pretender

Sock soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take pain like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, for, I'm some shit you never saw
I take you to the shootout baby win lose or draw
And then they ask who when where how
And, my reply was simply pow!

Mama, I think they, hey, me think they want me to surrender
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they want me to surrender) [2x]

No, me won't surrender, no, no
I promise no surrender
I got my burner
And I'm your shooter

 

[fox69]

"Show Em What You Got"

"Show Em What You Got"



[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, believe that
Fuck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

I know you hustle baby I ain't gotta tell ya
You can give it everything but they take it if you let em
But, bills don't stop so you keep the money coming
Cause you taking care of mama, lil brother, baby cousin
The way you move you're body girl you know your gonna get it
How the fuck you else you going where the shoe ain't fitted?
Say hi to every hater, take a picture screen saver
Throw the middle finger, tell em bitches see ya later

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, believe that
Fuck these other bitches, don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

Goin pick up all this money, I know you don't mind
Go on take it to the back and count every single dime

Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give

With your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower
So when they talk money, baby tell em talk louder
Cause all that bullshit is smoke signals to the rider
You in it for the commission
Every muthafucking dollar

The way that body movin' it's hard to understand
You ain't never been a bitch to execute without the plan
I ain't never seen a mark supplier without demand
And fuck credit baby tell em broke niggas stop playing

Gun snooze off?, just take them shoes off
Let me get that all, that body so soft
Cause you know it's gon count baby if you gon give it
And know it ain't a life if you don't live it, baby

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
Fuck these other bitches, don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

And pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Show em what you got girl
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby, something gonna give, yaa diiig!

You the shit, you the shit
Yeah mommy
You the shit, you the shit
Uh huh
You the shit, you the shit
Yeah mommy
You the shit

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby, something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
Fuck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

And pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna give, yaa diiig!

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
Fuck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

Pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Go on, show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna give, hear dat!!

 

[fox69]

"Single"

"Single"


[Verse 1]
Uh, camo shorts and bubble kush
We can talk she rather fuss
This and dat bout such and such
Damn, man where is the fuckin trust
Im tired of tha hootin hollerin
Im bout to take the coupe to collins
Then take a female to the islands
Uh then take her clothes off and do the honors
Yea she hear I'm wit dem otha bitches
I tol her mind her fuckin business
Shit she prolly out chea fuckin niggas
Im fuckin her friends now her friends aint even fuckin wit her
Damn she text me all day and night
So pissed off she aint even spellin shit right
I text her back and tell her it's life
Now somebody tell dem hoes I'm single for da night

[Chorus]
Yea I'm single make her have to cancel dat bitch like nino
I aint trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me
And I'm single yea I'm single and I'm single tonight I'm single
And I ain't trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me tonight

[Verse 2]
Dreads braided to the back
Im chillin but my swagg on full attack haha
And my girl actin like a brat
So wen she call I dont answer I jus write her back
She hate it wen I do dat shit
And wen I get home she go thru my shit
She call numbers back to c who dat is
Man I hate it when she do dat shit
Polo tshirt polo draws
Now make me take dis polo off
Girl u can get broken off
Yeah I'll fuck u for an hour den I'll smoke it off
Swimmin trunks and bathin suits
Den go in the bedroom and tell da naked truth
Dont wanna fuss aint tryna fight
Man somebody tell dem hoes I'm single for da niight

[Chorus]
Y-yea I'm single make her have to cancel dat bitch like nino
I aint trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me
And I'm single yea I'm single a-and I'm single tonight I'm single
And I ain't trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me tonight

[Verse 3]
Now she got on her fuckem dress
And I got on my double breast
And he been fussin all day wit her
And I make her feel special like a place kicker
She wanna b weezy f. baby sitter
Say she wish she could cut my dick off and take it wit her
I say hol up she say she jus playin
Den I falls in dat pussy like quicksand
Hot sex and cold wine
She left dat nigga hangin like a clothes line
I cut my phone off, both lines
It's bout to get nasty, pork rinds
She came hard, both times
We both say we single and we both lyin
We both wrong but it feel right
Put ya hands up if ya single for da niiight

[Chorus]
Yea I'm single make her have to cancel dat bitch like nino
I aint trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me
And I'm single y-yea I'm single and I'm single tonight I'm single
And I ain't trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me tonight!

[Wayne]
(yea) if u single den put ya hands up
If u single (uh) den put ya hands up (uh)
If u single (uh) put ya..if ya single tonight

Hahaha aww let me cut my phone back on man
Sorry but I gotta go back home it's morning (it's moooorning)

 

[fox69]

"Skit End"

"Skit End"


[Smoking]

What Up Doe?
Hahah.
Yes, This Is The End Of No Celings.
I hope you enjoyed it.
I really do.
And like I said it was all for you,
Thank you I appreciate you,
Everything about you.
And again this WAS and IS... No Ceilings.
Yeah.
This is just a message, your beat ain't safe.
Hahahah.
Yeah, I just like to have fun.
And so, to ask me, Why did I do this?
Why do you keep- Why do you give out free music?
Why do you do this? Why-Why?
Because I'm Weezy, hah.
I-I-I-I I'm different, I have plenty of it.
So, it's nothing for me to... Share.
Hahah.
Priceless.
That's why it's free.
Yeah.
No Ceilings!
Please don't forget the F.
Yeahh.

Young Money!

 

[fox69]

"Sky's The Limit"

"Sky's The Limit"



Uh, Umm, Weezy you all,
Young Money, Cash Money,
This is, Da Drought 3
Ladies and gentlemen, you all know me,

You know I ride for my motherfunkin' niggas,
Most likely I'm gonna die with my finger on the trigger,

They tell me don't get high, and I should try to make a living,
I tell them I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killing
My eyes is so wide as he watching the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, I'm gonna kill her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like armadillas,
And fuck you, hospital, young money, we're the illest,
And I ain't gotta lie when I tell you I'm the illest,
My flow is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,
Self made G, and them bitches know the business.
Relying on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my favorite movie was "The Gremlins"
Ain't got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention,
You looking for divine and the little intervention,
And them birds don't fly, without my permission,
I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes,
Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons,
See my world is different,
Like Dwayne Wade,
And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the same thing,

And you know that I'm gonna ride with my motherfucking niggas,
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger,

Don't worry bout mine, I'mma grind till I get it
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit
'Cause the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And if you look high, you see that I'm gonna be in it
The sky is the limit,

Buck Ten in the coupe, and your bitch love it,
Switching lane faster than she switch subject,
Tell a bitch don't talk to me,
And if you're talking to them niggas, don't talk for free,
And I hate when a nigga say talk is cheap,
'Cause I'm the type to let money talk for me,
My flow is art, unique,
My flow can part a sea,
The only thing on a mind of a shark, is eat,
By any means, and you're just sardine,
I got the 40 cal. Tuck in my p.r.ps.,
What do you expect, I'm from New Orleans,
And majority of my city is violence,
They tried to make a brand new map without us,
But the tourists come down and spend too many dollars,
And no matter how you change it, it will still be ours,

And I'm gonna ride with my motherfucking niggas,
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger,
Don't worry bout mine, I'mma grind till I get it
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And I'mma tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
Because the sky is the limit,
Yeah, the sky is the limit,
And if you look up high, you'll see that I'm gonna be in it,
Cause the sky is the limit,
And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder,
Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the living room sofa,
(that's fucked up, ha ha)
And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or ill take it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to your mom, put a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up)
And I'm a G,
And you ain't gotta know the alphabet to see,
I know that my whole city is depending on me,
And I forget a lot of shit, but I can not forget the streets,

So you know that I'm gonna ride with my motherfucking niggas,
Most likely I'm a die with my finger on the trigger,
Don't worry bout mine, I'mma grind till I get it
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
Don't worry bout mine, I'mma grind till I get it
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
Because the sky is the limit,
Yeah, the sky is the limit,
And If you look high, you'll see that I'm gonna be in it,
'Cause the sky is the limit,
They tell me don't get high, and I should try to make a living,
I tell them I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killing
'Cause the sky is the limit,

Hands up in the air, because the sky is the limit,
Can you see me up there? The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
If you don't know nothing about it, the sky is the limit.

 

[fox69]

"Snitch"

"Snitch"


[Hook - repeat 2X]
Don't let your mouth open up
Cuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no
Don't let your mouth open out
Cuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no

[Verse 1]
Aint no snitches ridin wit us
Ol mo the mouth niggaz could holla the front
Cant no loose slips get on my yacht
I leave player haters at the dock, watch
And your nigga help ya burn the block
As soon as you get hot nigga turn to cop
Ya settin up federal appointments now
Nigga all in court pointing out
Daddy not knowing what he doin his child
We gon mail him his finger when he get out, yea
Just to show him what we's about
Never let shit about G'z leave ya mouth, yea
You inside can't leave ya house
Two donut lovers to police ya house
I sneak past those brothers leak in ya house
And put the heat dead in yo mouth, so shut up

[Hook - repeat 2X]

[Verse 2]
Wizzy nigga been bout me
Stay low so you don't know shit bout me
Make no mistake I'm a veteran at
Me never rat mommy taught me better than that
Get a gat if you ain't got one already
If you do then you ain't got enough get two
And you could never get me nigga get you
And you ain't got to fuck me girl fuck you
I'm rollin wit my goons
And I would never roll on my nigga take that to my tune
aint no girl came out of mom's wound
Real nigga shit muthufucker I'm tuned, and I was taught
If a man talk about another man while that man ain't present
A man don't listen
They throwin brick but they hands is missin
Just watch what you sayin sissy

[Hook - repeat 2X]

[Verse 3]
Aint no telling who spillin the earl
You telling yo boy he tellin his girl
O, Now she telling the world
It ain't no secret I'm hotter than etha
But I don't neither cop shit neither
Either close yo mouth or meet the heater
We the dirty south where cocaine cheaper
You go up north nigga's boost they fee up
This where the real hustlers meet up
Look out anybody can be them people
Yo own people could be them people
No glasses can help you see them people
They around too many evil people
Detectives wanna get even equal
My desert eagle ain't even legal, but sssshhhhhhhh

[Hook - repeat 2X]

[talking]
Yea nigga watch the people around you watch the people away from you
Leave them niggaz be let them stay from you
These niggaz mouth's is runnin like hot water, I swear to God
Real niggaz takin falls like Niagara
Tryna stay up like Viagra, but it ain't gon happen
These niggaz is best buddies wit the 5-0 team they know the DA by name
It ain't a game it used to be one
Its like these niggaz got them big ducks in they mouth that the gynecologist
Use when yo bitch get a pap-smear
That's pussy anyway
Weezy

 

[fox69]

"So Dedicated"
(feat. Birdman)

"So Dedicated"
(feat. Birdman)



Uh, She so sophisticated
She’ll catch a nigga nut and then refrigerate it
I wear a rubber and we fuck till we get hydrated,
I pull it out, bust on her face and call her cry baby
I kiss her neck, I kiss her stomach and then I kiss that pussy,
And then I eat it from the back, but I don’t do crack
And then I get this monster hard and ask her where to put it?
She tell me Tunechi hit it raw, I tell that bitch you crazy
Don’t want no HIV, don't need that honey, move to vegas?
It’s YMCMB, the fuckin’ alpha and omega
The presidential Double R, call it Ronald Reagan
I fuck yo bitch we cum together, call that congregating
I be balling on these Niggas, Sports Illustrated
Tough in the streets, but you in a court with a statement.
Ain’t that a bitch? Man, kill everybody but the babies
Give that bitch nigga the blues till he fuckin navy
Uh…

Man I be riding around with that yoppa,
I pop a nigga like..
All you hoes get topless
Suck this dick till its spotless
Too many hoes I got options
I ain't never trippin’, you can ask bitch.
I’ma send em back with her pussy lips looking just camel lips
You fuckin with some real niggas, blow your fuckin head off
They say life is a bitch, I hope that bitch a red bone.
All I know is get money, bitch aint gettin shit from me.
Fuck a six pack, six bullets give you six stomachs
Tell her how that pussy taste
She’s been eating pineapples
Throw it back like a Quaterback
Hit that ass like a Linebacker
Put that pussy on me
We caught up in the moment
AK with a hair trigger
Nigga don’t make me comb it
It’s like a full time job not to kill niggas
Some of my homeboys job is to kill niggas
Yea, cause I’m still on probation
Write yo name on the bullet thats a dedication
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