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Lil Wayne( リル・ウェイン )
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Real Rap
Uh, I got shotguns under my staircase Rob yo' hoe-ass bare face Been had this bitch on lock, I'm 'bout to get this bitch a cellmate All my life I been this cold All my nights I spend with hoes I keep change on me now, cause this shit's startin' to take a toll I just flew two hoes in, oh how times fly, clip its wings Make you spit that safe combination out like Listerine And even though I'm not an artist, this is where I draw the line We don't feel none of you niggas, y'all some fuckin' porcupines I still got residue all on my dinner plates, real niggas in my inner circle None of my checks come late, I ain't having that, I give 'em curfews Dressed up like a old lady, uzi under my church dress Surprise yo' ass like a baby takin' his first steps I'm too good for just any bad bitch Smoke like I've been kissing dragons That milk carton show her missing panties That pussy felt like a hidden valley Thank God that I'm so gifted, I wouldn't return a single gift But all good things must come to an end, like this blunt burning my fingertips Lil Tune
This ain't what you want Put that gun to yo' hoe head, make her tell me what you don't Got some moon rocks in my pocket, that's a pocket full of stones Fuck with me, cause I fuck around and got that shit from Neil Armstrong, oh Neil Armstrong, oh, Neil Armstrong Fuck with me, cause I fuck around and got that shit from Neil Armstrong Got some moon rocks in my pocket, that's a pocket full of stones Fuck with me, cause I fuck around and got that shit from Neil Armstrong, woo
Striper pole on the yacht Striper pole in my spot I got yo' girl in my condo Bitch I'm ballin' like Rondo Flexin' ranches up in Texas I know it's a blessing, but I don't know what's a recession If we talkin' mew mew's, Jimmy Chews and Giuseppe, she got it I start 6-7, my flights I fly private Woo, I'mma walkin' hedge fund I copped a 62 for leg room This bitch text saying her lights off もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com I bought her a new crib, it's a tax right off
Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Forever Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Hold it Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Step up in this kitchen Just step back till you look at me Listen, that Ferrari unreleased Stop being so defensive, I'm making real decisions And that's the reason why we winnin' Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas
Rich Gang, we drop feathers to ball Rich Gang, ball till you fall We hit the block dippin' cause the block hot Record sales, ship it from the Hard Knox Live it like we live it twice Ballin' with them bright lights Bad bitches stand tall Bad bitches, want 'em all Hella choppers on the surface Mansion on the beach, nigga that's the purpose Blow it cause the swag is perfect First class flights, nigga we done murked 'em
Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Forever Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Hold it Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas Step up in this kitchen Just step back till you look at me Listen, that Ferrari unreleased Stop being so defensive, I'm making real decisions And that's the reason why we winnin' Don't like the way I'm ballin' on these niggas
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