Ayo, its Weezy motherfuckin', easy with the hatin' Bitch, Im in the buildin', you just decoratin' Im just detonatin', then I get blatant More dangerous than Internet datin' Scoob got the cameras on, so I got to show off I'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off Weezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face bitch Good game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith Cocaine gang flow, dope in the vein flow I'll only be smoking the purple out the rainbow Stronger than Drano, your boyfriend a lame-o And if you stay with him, then yall in the same boat Deepwater Carter, fishing for a dollar You can join the salad, Im splitting your tomata Ball 'cause I gotta, youll love me in the morning I told her I'm a King, them other niggas Prince Charming She love to rock my mic, she say there's nothing like performing Man, I'm in love with her grill, George Foreman Forewarning, Young Moneys armed And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn Yeah, take that to the bank wit' ya I rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures Smoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin Whole country in recession, but Wayne different And Im a Maybach rider Havent drove it one time, I got a cool black driver Can't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em Dont worry if I'm shootin' as long as you don't get shot And I'm a beast, I'm a pit bull I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled I'm a beast, I'm a big bull I got my money right, I got my clip full Yeah, its like seven in the morning, nigga Im up for whoever the opponent, nigga Stop the track, let me relish in the moment, nigga Now bring that motherfucker back, 'cause Im goin' in, nigga I go hard like Rafael Nadal And if the bitches worth having then I bet we have 'em all And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall And Im charging these hoes like women basketball Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite Superhero car, like I crime fight I see big cheese, you niggas' blind mice Uh, T-Streets still roll with me Still sticking to the script, like Nicole Kidman Need the man hit? We are those hitmen He stopped running, the bullet holes didnt Uh, basically, Im still a monster 'Til the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera Y'all too plain, I'm a helicopter My words keep going, like a teleprompter Im a asshole, wipe me down, bitch I get big checks, Niketown, bitch Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit And the flag red, like clown lips Uh, T, I can't stop goin' Drop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens Im the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it No Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' skys showin', uh
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Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Dwayne Carter (Lil Wayne) (KNR-I)Publicado em 2020ECAD verificado fonograma #24783997 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM