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Lil Wayne Lyrics
Dead Bodies Lyrics
"Young Moula Baby,
Money on my mind,
Fuck a nigga thought?
He ain't even thank,
He didn't even see me with the pistol n the shank,
Walked up to him put the pistol to his tank,
Pussy nigga faint,
Beat that pussy up,
Naw let him lay,
Where I'm from we see a fuckin dead body everyday [x3]
Hammer in the draws,
Hammer in draws,
And ya'll ain't nothin but nails in the wall,
Posters, holsters,
Empty like a muthafucka,
Off my hip, clip empty like a muthfucka,
Haha, ok simply I'm a bug lover,
It's fly carter, duckin the fly swater,
Ok, Simply, I'm a muhfucka
Pimpin' ain't dead, because I'm pimpin like a muhfucka,
Now where ya ho at?
Wipe ya feet on the door mat,
I'm a bring the N.O. back,
Like a nigga with no back,
I'm a go forward, the top gon get low
And them hoes gon get cut like a sword but, I know it
You ain't gotta tell me,
I already smell it,
You pussy niggas eatin' peanut butter and jealous,
Ya Los' like angeles,
But you can find me in the white tan Ellis
Just like Van Helen, I'm a rock out bitch,
I'm a wear that glock like an fuckin outfit,
I don't care what you know you don't know nuthin bout this,
And I hope ya ass choke when you suck my dick,
Weezy
[Kidd Kidd:]
Downtown maniac straight jackets and strapped up
And scrappin we can do, see scrappin what we do
And I'm like let me at em, call me Scrappy Doo
After the scrap with you I ain't lookin stupid
You beat me too bad bitch I'm comin back shootin
Fool I'm a fool, I do what I do
It's like fixin broke cars what tool I'm a use
The tec or the uze, the mac or the rug
Catch you when it's just you you like it wasn't just you
I guess I'm just too real for niggas to adjust to
Fuck me? Nah bend over nigga fuck you
See I know what's what, whos who and who is you?
Move ya lose ya move a inch you know the ligaments you could lose?
I'll put you on the 10 o'clock news
1, 2 buckle ya shoes here come the kidd
Crew ooh blood ooze will fill up ya whole fools
Dude usin moe tools than tim from Home Improve
Then I play it cool, smooth as James Brown shoes
Don't play with him cause shoot he'll shoot I'm,
Loose as a goose on that goose where them hoes I'm playin duck duck goose
Boy I'm slick like moose
I'm the truth nigga floose I'm a murderer fuck mook
Put niggas on mute like
And I spit crack 6 shot by the 6 pack
I spit that where you spit at
I'll send niggas where ya kids at, don't worry where the kidd at nigga uuh!
[Lil Wayne:]
Uptown back in it, Hollygrove black menace,
Black shirt, black tennis, black semi
I never sat in a hemi, dabble if in me
Try Maybach or Maybach, bitch I got stacks
Yeah paychecks on paychecks and I still won't pay back
I still don't play that, I kill on ASAP
We don't do shit but get money all day
Put some tennis on my bullets now they runnin y'all way
YM, Young Mula, Young Money all day
Where the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
Which one of y'all say you want drama, I'm honored
Blitz yo ass like a mothafuckin' lineman
Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of commas
Still wear read like a old 49er
Fuck shittin' on you dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F. Baby bitch I'm hotter than Uganda
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