Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Get It, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Haemoblogin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.07.2013
Record label: Nyc haze entertainment
Song language: English
Never Get It |
Yeah |
Hat to tha front |
Lookin' like I’m lightin' up a bat for a blunt |
I’m stickin' to the script tryna kick it like a punt |
My life is like a movie and I do my own stunts |
I’m tha Birdman Jr. call me Young Baby |
Could’ve been a killer but Cash Money saved me |
Remember I was little but the cash money made me |
Big dog bitch no tramp no lady |
Young ass nigga had a thing for old ladies |
But as I got older I began to like 'em younga |
To Heaven’s where I brung her |
My wing she was under she say |
Daddy they |
Daddy they |
Daddy they |
Daddy they |
Daddy they can’t do it like you can |
I get chips like Vegas and I am not a Blue Man |
Too much ice on my wrist and now I got a blue hand |
And if I sing «Prostitute"she gon' need some new pants |
And if I sing «Pussy Monster"she gon' need a new man |
Hello world I would like you all to meet me a new man |
Ha body stay on top of ma summer like Susan and hustle |
Everyday |
Everyday |
Everyday |
Everyday |
Everyday I’m hustlin' |
Fillin' up my cup again |
Where’s that purple stuff again? |
I can’t get enough of it |
Point me in the direction of a Swisha and I’m stuffin' it |
Wit' that purple stuff again |
I’m on some same color shit |
After you do Wayne it’s time to do Wayne’s brothers bitch |
I get money like a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch |
I get chill with gurillas and stay away from the |
Rattlesnakes |
And the Jake’s |
And the fake |
And the hate |
Interstate 10 no cops in sight |
And I’m comin' back wit' a whole flock tonight |
Lord, don’t let me get stopped tonight |
Or I’ma have to shoot it out with the cops tonight I swear |
And tell the jack boys not tonight |
Cuz I ain’t N’Sync but I will pop tonight |
Yeah, that’s right if you ain’t got that price then go |
That way, |
That way, |
We can’t even negotiate |
Big money heavy weight |
On my way to Heaven’s gates |
Hope it be them open gates |
Flow so appropriate |
Don’t associate me wit' the bullshit |
One wish, I wish a mothafucka would trip |
Like a engine I come from under the hood bitch |
But now a nigga gettin' paper like a booklet |
They ain’t hope you wit' it |
But now I took it and now they |
Never get it |
Never get it |
Never get it |
Never get it |
Never get it back yeah that’s my word |
Bling bling in the dictionary, yeah that’s my word |
And for me Ja Rule baby just like Erve |
Sometimes I still go through the hood just to kiss ma curb |
'Cause I love that block nigga Eagle and Apple |
O.G.'s, Young G’s, Bettles, and Barrows |
But God found me like a needle in a barrel |
And I’m so ready for war cuz I’m a genius for the battle |
Money on my mind, that’s all I think of |
Married to the game, never takin' my ring off |
M.O.B. |
yeah that’s my theme song |
Smokin' two L’s, rockin' bells like ding dong |
Yeah I got my wings on |
Flyer than the rest |
I don’t rest I keep goin' |
I just I-G-nore 'em like |
Anyway |
Anyway |
Anyway |
Anyway |
Anyway it goes I’ma get dough |
And I should see the top the way I’m climbin' this pole |
A nigga wit' a flu ain’t rhymin' this cold |
And nigga I’m hotter than a fire in a hole |
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a robe |
Eyein' these hoes |
Iron in my hol… ster, syrup, purp., cher |
Let’s elevate |
And get away |
Accelerate |
And never hate |
Dedicate this to the blue eyes and blonde hair |
I’m on top of my green like a lawn chair |
Don’t worry I’m straight like arm hair |
Don’t worry I’m straight like combed hair |
This world fucked my pops and I was born here |
From tha cell to the jet call it Con Air |
I told my niggas that we will see better days |
Yesterday |
And today is a better day |
Celebrate |