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