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[Intro] Microphone check, I still don't hear my... Oh yeah I do, yeah I do Who the fuck is Stevie J? [Hook: Lil Wayne] Don't be lookin' for no donations You get dick, then reservations I get pussy then hibernation I start humpin' soon as I wake up I woke up in some new punani He woke up bleedin' like "who shot me?" I kept shootin'; Boo said "you got 'em". Now, all we gotta do is get rid of the body. But anyway I woke up in some new punani [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I was drunk as a bitch, drunk as a bitch But not drunk as that bitch I got in that shit acted donkey in it Junk in her trunk, hope my trunk he can fit Then she jumped on my dick like a monkey and shit Monkey see monkey do, banana clips Shoot at them niggas, no camera glitch Wax that ass, no candle stick And I run with some killers I eat with the mob SongtexteGot some shit built up I keep it inside Red in my eyes, Mount Everest high Look dead in my eyes, see death in my eyes The TEK on my thigh and my aim so good I could shoot a fly or a bull in the eye Hold up, all bullshit aside A nigga almost died but I'm outchea Fuck around with a real nigga get murked I been paid my dues will I get reimbursed? Love it when she make faces Pussy feel like vacation Eat it like I'm dyin' of starvation I'm at the finish line, her heart racin' Give her the View, if she Caucasian My niggas wild as Jumanji You can call me an S.O.B Cause its skateboards over bugattis I used to be at them Heat games With better seats than Pat Riley Don't stop, pop that don't stop Pop that Ollie, Tunechi [Verse 2: Boo] Sippin' on dumb, puffin' a J Met her tonight, fuck her today You tuck her away, I'm fuckin' her face Wine head, she's guzzling grapes Back shots, I'm holding her waist Freaky, I always freak... You know Tune my bro, but he ain't tryna meet ya Just bring your friend, both of us'll eat her Hater niggas be hungry Got a hundred shots to feed 'em Her panties are down, her legs is up We finally fucked, she starved for months Don't give a fuck, still I'll hit Never no feelings, no love for these hoes No flowers, we're simple, we fucked in the Rolls No flowers, we're simple, we fucked in the Rolls Royce - trick! Now they mad, I told they was Bitches'll be lying, I did the same Far from a square, don't mistake me for lame She's suckin' me off, I'm pokin' her brain She tell me keep goin', I'm doin' my thing That pussy so wet, I'm calling it rain I'm giving her hundreds, she's keeping my change I keep it a hundred, you do the same Most women front, but who do you blame? I gave you dick, you gave me pussy It's safe to say it's an even exchange... Bitch! [Hook pt. 2: Lil Wayne] Don't be givin' out information You know niggas still on probation I get higher than expectations You know this is the Dedication I'm on that kush she on that molly I turn that pussy to Dasani Shout out my nigga Luca Brasi I don't know this ho So I must dash, no disguises Tunechi, I had to Dedication 5 it Aus Songtexte Mania