[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I'm so fucking awesome - my marbles, I lost 'em I'm taking everything - everything but precaution Your bitches wanna call us and text us like Austin Pussy make me hard, pussy niggas make me nauseous I've been on my feet since the day I started walking Bitch, I think I'm MC Hammer, put the nail in the coffin Sell coke in a drought, sell pussy at an auction Bullets got a nigga running fast enough to race horses Around here you sniff these lines, you don't cross 'em Kill your ass and leave you behind like an orphan I swear it happens all the time, very often Still getting baseball money; Barry Larkin Around here we play for keeps, yeah, we eating, but we starving I get me a little money, try to spread it margarine I'm flyer than a motherfucker, all my flights chartered Green kush, red flag, black car, white lawyer, I'm good [Verse 2: Meek Mill] I say I go into my beastmode - rapping niggas, I eat those I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend them knees like a freethrow I don't want me no good girl, I fell in love with these freak hoes In my bedroom I make a movie, it's starring me with that Lee Rose Cause I ball hard like D-Rose, my stash on closet Racks in my pocket, these racks I deposit Got racks on my conscience, money on my mind I got shooters on my team, they got bodies on their nine Look at that bad bitch right there, see that body on that dime I ain't swimming in no ho, you know I'm probably on that grind All these niggas hating on me, me, but I ain't on that time, time Cause I be in the back, nigga, and I ain't talking about swine I'm talking 62 West, they say a nigga too fresh You a rat, your homie singing y'all should do a duet Shawty told me she loving my swag, I make that pussy too wet You niggas banned, and my hoes and I'm like why they'd do that? Go [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Uhm, I don't have a conscience, all my friends are monsters They visit me so constant and talk to me about nonsense Like stabbing you and then watching you fight for your life like you boxing Bitch, deuce deuce, I smoke that OG killer Bobby Johnson I'll olly over that bitch head, it's Hollygrove til I'm fucking dead I did a bid for that toast, so fuck with me I'll treat you like butterbread But I still go hard with no regard, Earth ain't shit, bitch, go to Mars Leave a nigga dead in the gutter I'll just beat him with a bloody ass bowlingball I'm fresh as hand sanitizer, don't hate the game, just analyze it Two xanax', I'm fantasizing about fat bitches' panty sizes Take a bullet to the chest, be a man about it Stop acting like a little bitch nigga, most of y'all niggas is bitch niggas I got a tiger in the basement, Big Tigger My hair long, my dick bigger My hair long, my dick bigger My hair long, my dick bigger My money longer, my weed stronger I feed hunger, I no longer get my weed from Fee I pull that freedom of my waist, now watch me let freedom ring, ding
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