Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rappapompom, artist - Lil Wayne.
Date of issue: 18.06.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rappapompom |
You only got a few days more |
To get the guns you want at the gun store |
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3 |
Rom pom pom pom we don’t want no rom pom pom pom |
Welcome to hell I let em burn |
Momma told me don’t play with them choppas I never learn |
I hold the tube tight & firm I don’t squirm |
Killas hold court in the street court is ajerned |
These n-ggas sleepin hope they keep it in they napsack |
Watch me while I’m creepin leave em leakin like a flap jack |
Hustle all day like we eatin on the last stack |
We play with ak’s boy you need to bring that mac back |
Hand gun they don’t want no hand gun |
Tote a shotty with a bass drum |
Say somethin I’m from where them n-ggas can’t come |
We die rich & young |
We die handsome and |
Me I never ran from another man son |
I take alot a shots xxxxx n-gga and one |
So throw away them glocks |
I hope they prayin for ya You hear that chop now you sayin somethin |
That’s that rom pom pom pom we don’t want no rom pom pom pom |
Murda she wrote n-gga we loke |
You can get smoked like brand new dope |
Brand new scopes on old xxx guns from brand new beef |
If he play you cold you give him heat |
Play that roll get in them streets |
You pay that toll life ain’t cheap |
The streets is watchin |
The streets can see what you can’t see |
You ain’t safe you ain’t free |
You jus a target with teeth |
Ya’ll n-ggas don’t hear me Shoot him in the eye make the n-gga see clearly |
Now he only got one eye like the pyramid |
b-tch I’m in the game like the beer man, hear me They on my crash shootin down like a deer man |
Down down baby goin down like airtran |
Yeah & you don’t wanna take it there man |
Because I’m already there man |
I’m sayin |
You only got a few days more |
To get the guns you want at the gun store |
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3 |
Rom pom pom pom we don’t want no rom pom pom pom |
Survival of the fittest it is well known there’s no water like my city’s |
Some of us are killers some of them are jus swimmers |
n-ggas got choppas n-ggas got trimmers |
n-ggas got problems n-ggas got business |
n-ggas got children n-ggas got b-tches |
b-tches got b-tches |
I know xxxxxxx realer then you |
n-gga I done seen keys bigger then you |
Yeah n-gga you ain’t on sh-t |
Cut off a n-gga head make him xxxx his own d-ck |
No he don’t want that & he don’t want this |
I shoot a hundred times I be blind if I miss |
You know I gotta put the dollar sign before the b-tch |
Every movie gotta end but I’m just stickin to the script |
Addicted to the chips commited to my clique |
Cash money mother f-cker get the pistol to your lips |
That’s that rom pom pom pom we don’t want no rom pom pom pom |
You only got a few days more |
To get the guns you want at the gun store |
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3 |
Rom pom pom pom we don’t want no rom pom pom pom |