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Ok, I'm shining, beaming, glossing Big timing, stunting and flossing Dangerous, approach with caution If I sneeze, you in a coffin Chasing paper, we do that often Two bad bitches, thick like horses Let 'em snort cocaine at a party Leave 'em stiff like rigormortis Don't try to race, this car got horses The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage Flow so dope, man, you can't copy You can't bite it, you can't forge it I got bars with more in storage Watch me blossom, watch me flourish If you try to touch my porridge You will feel my chucks like Norris All my bitches think I'm gorgeous Get a massage while I'm recording Single like a dollar bill I am a free man, call me Morgan Come and slob on my knob like corn on the cob Check in with me and go and do your job Now lay in the bed and then give me head SongtexteI don't have to ask, I don't have to beg Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six Mafia in the Phantom of the Opera Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like talapia LAT, Young Money mafia Try but it ain't no stopping us Why? We back by popular demand Quit baller-blocking us Lord Gudda, praise a nigga MOB, I'm brazy, nigga Hard at work, I'm slaving, nigga Yeah, surfs up, I'm wavy, nigga Percocet and adderall, man, I could walk on water I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm racing, nigga Cruise control, I'm pacing nigga Turn around, I'm waving, nigga There's a Glock clocked by my pantsline Young dread head, throwing gang signs I got bands like it's band time Posted up at granny house, trappin' off the landmine What's all that hootin' and hollerin'? I'm who bring the dollars in Drop the top, it was botherin' Now go let your mother in The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is sovereign Got a house full of bricks, you can call it remodelin' Bitch, grow up, it's only head if you swallowin' Baby, get to geekin', get to geekin' and gobblin' Your friends think I'm bad, they must be looking for trouble then It's a foam party, I be bustin' they bubbles then Then I hop in the whip, make a play on some bricks My homies say pull up, we just came up on a lick I'm in the ends with the sticks, it's the revenge of the Crips Hoe, you know it's OHB, I brought the gang in this bitch Hoe, you know it's LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch And you know Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining and shit Fat head, long neck she 'bout to strangle this dick I got more bang bang in a stick than butane in a vic I got my whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch I got more shit and piss and make more money than cents (sense) She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her lips LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that's length and width Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith It's the return of the Blood, 'bout to turn up and thug We wan' know who got the chicken and show the colonel the gun Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in ones Make her milk these fuckin' niggas like some Cap'n Crunch Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain't cram for one All these fuckin' karats on me, bitch, I'm Rabbit son Happy birthday, I already got the gift of gab at one Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue Play pussy, get fucked; play ass, get stuck Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that grass get cut Duct tape and we quackin' up then beat 'em with more bats Than a vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust Buried just for staring, yellow tape like canaries We all bite and no talk, my sharks breaking your aquarium Out of the ordinaries and went to the art of hustling When you see them thieves coming Know that loyalty's amongst them Aus Songtexte Mania