| My name Wayne and I came to party
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| my watch an Icee and my chain a Frostee
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| Them bitches like me, but they mayne’s is salty
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| I aint on strike three, but his brains’ll cost me See I’ma chill
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| like waitin for the doctor I’m awaitin for the proper head doctor hey
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| I need a check up, and mami tellin me her man need to step up
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| I’m like, say no more cuzz there’s the door
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| and my niggaz like «I ain’t tryin’hate on yours
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| I’m like boy I don’t save no whore, oh no
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| I’m too small to go against the cold
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| So I grab me a freak and be like, «let's roll»
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| Cause after the afterparty is the muhfuckin bachelor party
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| that’s what’s up, master suite master me and we be «ungh"all night like Master P yeah
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| Big shout to tha A Town, shout to tha Forth Ward, can’t forget tha west side,
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| Bankhead what up
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| … (gangsta grizzile!) shout to Adams Vile, shout out to ma nigga Taylor Road,
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| Hay my name Wayne and I came from money
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| I gotta pretty bitch wit me but her brains is ugly
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| Got a city bitch wit me but her brains is country
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| Yeah a silly bitch wit me man her brains is dummy
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| Be smart I’ll take the brains of dummies
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| that desert eagle new, workout plan, brain then tummy
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| I ain’t got no umbrella and it’s rainin’money
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| I’m dumb better than these lames that’s stuntin
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| I run better like, Corey Dillion for the New England Pats
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| They like, no he didn’t get that new Bentley black and white
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| Sure he did, no kiddin', know he kitted it Know he told the dealer make sure there’s no equivalent
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| So that makes this a one of one
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| That means none before it, none to come
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| Young money but the money aint young neither’s the night
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| what are you drinkin’make it a double you in trouble OH
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| Shout out to ma Cha Town niggas, shout out to everybody in Detroit …
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| (Cannon, Cannon, Cannon)
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| Perfor County what up … (tha aphiliates nigga holla at cha boy)
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| can’t forget Mephis
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| … Big Larry welcome to tha family, dedication 2, Dj Drama (gangsta gizzile!)
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| Aye my name wayne and I came to rock
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| I come a long way from turnin’cocaine to rock
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| and like the song say get, getcha ass on up but her thong say pull me down or to the side
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| and I go and say, sweetie can you open up your walkway
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| bet I run up and down your hallway all day shit
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| ain’t nothin like a hard day menage
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| I call it three the hard way, Ohhh
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| Hollygrove hard case, Scarface all face
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| very similar to my pa face, I’m particular bout my court case
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| I ride fly, look out the window you saw space
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| I ride high, my interior tye die, I’m so superior
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| You lookin’at Cash Money’s interior you hearin’me?
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| Birdman, J-R a period, holla at a nigga when you’re serious shit
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| (Gangsta grizzile!) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song South Musik , by - Lil Wayne. Song from the album Walk It Off, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп