| She said band’s make her dance, I’m beating drums and blowing horns
|
| She told me that if I give her a tip she give me bank head like Bowen Homes
|
| She tried to lock that pussy up, but I came through like bail bonds
|
| White seat (yeah), white mink (yeah), white car, I’m the black Fonz (Fonz)
|
| Say yeah nigga I’m back (I'm back), yeah nigga I’m back (I'm back)
|
| Tell Mitt Romney fall back, my president still black
|
| I ain’t gotta press no buttons nigga, I wake up with my swag on
|
| Y’all niggas is broke (broke) your pockets should have a cast on (hah)
|
| Bitches think I’m a photographer, my next tape with that flash on
|
| My waist stay with that flash on, it’s lights out when I clap on
|
| I’m lit nigga, I’m lit nigga, like Times Square when the ball drop (drop)
|
| Word is they be sleeping on me, well make this they alarm clock
|
| Bitch I.
|
| Black out in that pussy, I black out in that pussy
|
| I’m addicted, like she got a crackhouse in that pussy
|
| Man I smash out in that pussy, then I pass out in that pussy
|
| We stomp that nigga out, and watch him drag out that pussy
|
| She don’t even know me like that, uh
|
| But she gon' learn today, yeah
|
| And every big dog like cat, girl
|
| And they done let me out my cage and she told me
|
| She need me in her life, but I told her
|
| You need dick in your life, and she said
|
| You know, you’re probably right
|
| Great minds think alike, and then I paint her white
|
| So I can
|
| Living la vida loca, I hate being sober
|
| These niggas sayin' I broke but, I bet them nigga broker (ha)
|
| I’m Batman and you Joker’s, she gave me neck, choke her
|
| And I have the super, so yeah nigga I soaked her (yup)
|
| Damn, that’s your lady? |
| Damn, that’s your lady?
|
| She got your name tatted, that’s crazy, I cover that with my babies (yup)
|
| Told her to come downstairs, we did it all in my Caddy'
|
| Asked her where them kids is at, she said upstairs with they daddy (WHOOO)
|
| Money coming in by the packs, everyday I pop tags
|
| In the club wasting this cash; |
| bitch, keep bouncing that ass
|
| She said real niggas don’t last, they say real niggas don’t last
|
| Nah, it’s just too many fake niggas making real niggas look bad
|
| Get lost with your lame ass, livin' fast — no brake pads
|
| Stop (stop), wait (wait), now frame that
|
| My lifestyle ain’t for bitch niggas, I use lifestyles on your bitch, nigga
|
| I see a bitch, I want a bitch, and I just tell my bitch get it
|
| And I
|
| YEEEAAH~! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black Out , by - Lil Wayne. Song from the album Piru Dreams, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп