Thought it was a drought lil wayne

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Lil Wayne Quotes (Author of Gone til November)

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Big body on brabas, that's all I know Big shotties in the closet, that's all I wore Screaming: Money over power Quote, un-quote And if the bread get too low, kidnap John Doe hold up I just fucked your bitch in some Young Money flip flops I'm smoking on that loud and you can hear a pin drop hold up I just kissed my bitch and I left codeine in her mouth yeah Swimming in my money, I smell chlorine when I count Get 'em Skating, made em standing like dating them Running like Payton, I'm Christian like late and I'm Putting some straightener in all of these Satans I'm Wilder than David and Goliath on date with them Quietly waiting I'm trying to be patient but They want me to wait for Simon to say it but I am to pay this up, talk to my agent or They talk about you to your congregation Man, no conversation or negotiation No affiliation by association. I need confirmation for my compensation Or we make a corpse out of your corporation I need my donation, take drugs in rotation That AK gon' sound like a standing ovation They landing your facial bandana rosacia I'm all about numbers, comparisons, racials Collateral, collateral. Xanax and adderal got me unparralleled Me and your bitch compatible, go together like a parachute and a geronimo This dick is mechanical, but he get too casual up in the vaginal I pop a viagra, she hop like a kangaroo, suck like a snaggle-tooth I ain't got time for no rumors when I am not human, all you men I'm booming I'm fucking her, fucking her roomie. I'm platinum versus aluminum I'm shrooming, a bitch that lasts well I'm assuming My vision is blooming, but fuck it I zooming And now I see movement, and I'd like to thank all them niggas that screw me But I still might shoot up my class reuinion I'm sipping that Houston like it's communion Focus on weed, bright as a petunia I'm walking around this America like I'm the king, king of Zamunda Been hanging around with my shooters when you was still hanging out with Mr Cooper. Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name outside the chalupa Money since the Mayans, thugging since the riots Cystic simplifying, higher than Orion Lying off the diet, eat the whole [?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hood boss, what's up? Cooper Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name on side the chalupa Money since the Mayans, thuggin' since the riots Cyst exemplifyin', higher than Orion Lion off the diet, eat the whole safari Pop a cork or body, keep it soft and sour Watch the market tower Find a wooden counter, knock on it twice and count 'em Competition, clown 'em, opposition chowder Watch the bitches shower, optimistic mama Common sense ain't common, top position scholar So far from the bottom they can't hear me holler All I say is our, all I say is our, our father My lil bae a model, pussy taste like cobbler Make me As-salamu alaykum bottle What more can I say about her? Pray about it I just race the 'Rari, left it way behind me, taste the mileage Loud-ass blatant diamonds, I think they the loudest Waking zombies, break a face or promise Give me steak lasagna, hate your honor Still my mama's baby; and my baby mamas, they some riders Can't deflate them tires, I'm still chasing commas Nigga I made Big Tymers And I'm still taking time to make it timeless Dedication problems Sick shit, ay yeah, yeah, yeah You know what I mean, that's the nicest thing. I mean like, even if its cliche, cliche I can still tell when that cliche was straight from your heart and that's all you could think about, all you could think to say when you saw me or if you meant it, like even if it's that, like I said just when it's real.

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Artistes Chansons. Xanax and adderal got me unparralleled Me and your bitch compatible, go together like a parachute and a "geronimo" This dick is mechanical, but he get too casual up in the vaginal I pop a viagra, she hop like a kangaroo, suck like a snaggle-tooth I ain't got time for no rumors when I am not human, all you men I'm booming I'm fucking her, fucking her roomie. I'm platinum versus aluminum I'm shrooming, a bitch that lasts well I'm assuming My vision is blooming, but fuck it I zooming And now I see movement, and I'd like to thank all them niggas that screw me But I still might shoot up my class reuinion I'm sipping that Houston like it's communion Focus on weed, bright as a petunia I'm walking around this America like I'm the king, king of Zamunda Been hanging around with my shooters when you was still hanging out with Mr Cooper Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name outside the chalupa Money since the Mayans, thugging since the riots Cystic simplifying, higher than Orion Lying off the diet, eat the whole [? The nicest thing the fans can say to me when they approach me on the street is any Fcking thing.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hood boss, what's up? Cooper Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name inside the chalupa Money since the Mayans, thugging since the riots Cystic simplifying, higher than Orion Lying off the diet, eat the whole safari Pop a cork about it, keep it soft and sour Watch the market tower Find a wooden counter, knock on it twice and count 'em Competition, clown 'em, opposition chowder Watch the bitches shower Optimistic mama, common sense ain't common Top position scholar, so far from the bottom They can't hear me holler All I say is our, all I say is our, our father My li'l bae a model, pussy taste like cobbler Make me As-salaam Alaykum bottle What more can I say about her? Pray about it I just race the Rari' left it way behind me, taste the mileage Loud-ass blatant diamonds I think they the loudest, waking zombies Break a face or promise, give me steak lasagna, hate your honor Still my mama's baby, and my baby mamas, they some riders Can't deflate them tires, I'm still chasing commas Nigga I made Big Tymers And I'm still taking time to make it timeless, Dedication problems Sick shit, ay yeah, yeahhh. You will get 3 free months if you haven't already used an Apple Music free trial.

2 COMMENTS

  1. Dalmace L. says:

    Lil Wayne tackles a "DS2" highlight.

  2. Sherry K. says:

    Tulisa - Foreigner

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