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(LiL Wayne) |
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Shooting till my motherfuckin hand fall off |
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Your trackstars the gun shot ran yall off |
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I pop like a soda watch the can fall off |
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I can kill yall and yall boss |
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Shooting till my motherfuckin hand fall off |
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Your trackstars the gun shot ran yall off |
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I pop like a soda watch the can fall off |
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I can kill yall and yall boss |
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Shotguns handguns louder than a band drum |
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You fuckin with the drum major let me play you the anthem |
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Bang bang bang bang call it heavy metal |
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I say bang bang bitch i make you feel every letter |
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B.A.N.G. B.A.N.G. G.A.N.G. |
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We spray then leave |
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We play when we know |
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We play N.E. |
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V.E.R. C.P.R. |
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Doctor Carter are you the disease boy |
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Young money motherfucka deez theez boyz |
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Bitches you crazy |
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Weez retardz |
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Watch nina, mack and tommy have a brief minaj |
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Like (gunshots) like (gunshots) yeah |
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Soulja boy on the beat |
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But you can call me chef boyardee |
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Cause ima heat this shit |
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And ima eat this shit |
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Planet earth is my toilet your beneath this shit |
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Then i flush and whipe my ass |
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Gun slinger like a pass |
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I cock back and throw a bomb now hailmary |
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Your tailfairy fairy-tale very frail |
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And yeah we got them hammers try and hit every nail |
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Let em sail up the river with that hoe shit |
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Or leave em face down in the fuckin ocean |
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I aint on no other shit bitch im on some more shit |
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That hello how you doing i am at your front door shit |
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That aww naw he got a gun oh shit ..shit...shit |
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(JAE MILLZS) |
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Okay its young money what you know bout it |
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The simuarto will rip open your body and tear the soul out it |
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And all that fronting shit nigga I don?t know bout it |
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Call me master J bitch im so bout it even my hoe bout it |
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And don?t doubt it cuz we both will be Angeline and Braden |
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Spazzin and blastin; blastin and rat- a- tattin |
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And naw I don?t cook em like potatoes I mash em |
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I don?t give a fuck bout your money or your fashion |
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Shots through the window where your brand new astin?? |
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You get out tryin to run now you just wit them bullets crashin |
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Pine box niggas no crutches no cassin |
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No wheelchair just a two door long black wagon flowers on the side |
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And four wheels of steal.. I aint neva scared and I aint neva cared |
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So fuck what they doing over there.. im doin it here |
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You nothing like me fuck boy don?t be outlandish |
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We gorillas in the mist you just some kung fo pandas |
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Sweet like fantas my blood is the same as bruce bantis that record on the cameras |
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Motherfuck all the bullshit and antics and they sayin he aint got it |
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???to clear for wayne that?s a disadvantage |
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Being broke is a foreign language to me like Spanish musically I direct thrillers call me john Landis |
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Nigha |
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(laughing) |
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Fuck that nigha in red jacket nigha |