[Lil Wayne Verse 1] Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but what's a World without enigma? Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her Never met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her Life is the bitch, and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin' family picture You know father time, we all know mother nature It's all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter who's buying, I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation F-ck that shit, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut Young Money running shit and you n-ggas just runner-ups I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
[Lil Wayne Verse 2] I'm goin' back in Okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded I think you stand under me if you don't understand me Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up, call it self defense Swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end Talking to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money, f-ck the world, that's adultery You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off Real n-gga all day and tomorrow But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ;em while they still ripe Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do If these n-ggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon Tell ;em bitches I say put my name on the wall I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on But most of y'all don't get the picture ;less the flash is on Satisfied with nothing, you don't know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasing, tell that paper, ;Look, I'm right behind ya ; Bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna People say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her You n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swag you would kill for Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well Tell ;em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell
[Cory Gunz] Word to my mama, I'm out of my lima bean Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend I played the side for you n-ggas that's tryna front, and see Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha Disturb me, and you'll be all over the flow like Luda Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya I be mackin', 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter N-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler Wayne, these n-ggas out they mind I done told these f-ck n-ggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I f-ck these on your mind, pause To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwin' my sign in the middle Hit ;em up, piece on my side, 'cause ain't no peace on my side, bitch I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the funeral outside I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, ya heard? Gunna
[Lil Wayne Verse 1] Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don;t want start Weezy, ;cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but what;s a World without enigma? Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted ;cause she open when you twist her Never met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her Life is the bitch, and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin; family picture You know father time, we all know mother nature It;s all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter who;s buying, I;m a celebration Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation F-ck that shit, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut Young Money running shit and you n-ggas just runner-ups I don;t feel I done enough, so I;ma keep on doing this shit Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
[Lil Wayne Verse 2] I;m goin; back in Okay, I lost my mind, it;s somewhere out there stranded I think you stand under me if you don;t understand me Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy But hoes gon; be hoes, so I couldn;t blame Tammy Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up, call it self defense Swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end Talking to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money, f-ck the world, that;s adultery You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off Real n-gga all day and tomorrow But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty, half full, I;ll spill ya
Try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know I;ma ball ;til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ;em while they still ripe Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do If these n-ggas animals, then I;ma have a mink soon Tell ;em bitches I say put my name on the wall I speak the truth, but I guess that;s a foreign language to y;all And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on But most of y;all don;t get the picture ;less the flash is on Satisfied with nothing, you don;t know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasing, tell that paper, ;Look, I;m right behind ya ; Bitch, real G;s move in silence like lasagna People say I;m borderline crazy, sorta kinda Woman of my dreams, I don;t sleep so I can;t find her You n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swag you would kill for Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well Tell ;em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell
[Cory Gunz] Word to my mama, I;m out of my lima bean Don;t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend I played the side for you n-ggas that;s tryna front, and see Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha Disturb me, and you;ll be all over the flow like Luda Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I;m bald like Cuba And I keep a killer ho, she gon; blow right through ya I be mackin;, ;bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter N-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler Wayne, these n-ggas out they mind I done told these f-ck n-ggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I f-ck these on your mind, pause To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwin; my sign in the middle Hit ;em up, piece on my side, ;cause ain;t no peace on my side, bitch I;m a man, I visit urinals abroad Tune told me to, I;m shooting when the funeral outside I;m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, ya heard? Gunna
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