Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Out, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Piru Dreams, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
Black Out |
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~! |