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Lil Wayne
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Fuck A Nigga Thoughts
Haha, Young Moolah, baby You already know Cut the music up, mayne
Okay, money on my mind, fuck a nigga thoughts He ain't even think He ain't even see me with the pistol and the shank Walked up to him, put the pistol to his tank
Pussy nigga faint, pick that pussy up, naw let 'em lay Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Hammer'n the draws, hammer'n draws And y'all ain't nuttin' but nails in the wall Bolsters, holsters empty like a mufuka Off my hip clip, empty like a mufuka
Hehe, okay, simply I'm a bug lover It's fly carter duckin', a fly swatter Simply I'm a mufuka pimpin' ain't dead Because I'm pimpin' like a mufuka
Now where ya hoe at Wipe ya feet on the doormat I'm a bring the N.O. like a nigga with no bat I'm a go forward the top and get lowered Them hoes gon' get cut like a sword
I know it, you ain't gotta tell me I already smell it you pussy niggas eatin' peanut butter And jealous, you lost like and jealous But you can find me in a white tan Ellis
Just like Van Halen, I'm a rock out bitch I'm a wear that glock like a fuckin' outfit I'ont care what you know, you don't know nuttin' 'bout this And I hope ya ass choke when you suck on my dick Weezy
Okay, I'm strapped up, I'm strapped up Downtown maniacs strait jackets and strapped up And scrappin', we can do, see scrappin' what we do And I'm like let me at 'em call me Scrappy Doo
Handle the scrap with you, I ain't lookin' stupid You beat me too bad, bitch, I'm comin' back shootin' Fool I'm a fool, I do what I do It's like fixin' broke cars, which fuel I'm a use Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
The tech or the Uz, the mack of the rules Catch it when it's just you, you like it wasn't just you I guess I'm just too real for niggas to adjust to Fuck me? Nah bend over nigga fuck you See, I know what's what, who's who and who is you
Move ya lose, move a inch, another ligament you cud loose I'll put you on the ten o clock news 1, 2, buckle ya shoes, here come the kid crew Ooh, blood ooze will fill up ya whole food Dude usin' more tools them tim from home improve
Then I play it cool smooth as James Brown shoes Don't play with him 'cause shoot' he'll shoot I'm loose as a goose on that goose With them hoes, I'm playin' duck, duck goose Boy slick like moose, I'm the truth nigga floose
I'm a murderer fuck moop, put niggas on mute like Then I come back like good crack I am that and get that I spit crack 6 shot by the 6-pack, I spit that where you spit at I send niggas where ya kids at Don't worry where the kid at nigga, huh
Uptown back in it, holly grove black menace Black shirt, black tennis, black semi I never sat in a Hemi that wud offend me Try Maybach or Maybach
Bitch, I got stacks ya paychecks on paychecks But I still won't payback, I still don't play that I kill on ASAP We don't do shit but get money all day Put some tennis on my bullets now they runnin' yal way
Y.M. Young Mula, Young Money all day Where girls so sweet like honey on yay Which one of yal say ya want drama? I'm honered Bitch yo ass like a muthafukin' llama
Stack of paycheck with a whole bunch of commas Still wear red like a old 49er Fuck shittin' on ya dump the whole toilet on ya Weezy F. Baby, bitch, I'm hotta than Uganda
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