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Lil Wayne
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Da Truth's back, let's get to bidness It's something unfamiliar, call it a foreign image Paint heavily leaking, I guess it wasn't finished Riding with something freaky, they tell me she the business
The chain clear, stones never cloudy 60 rats or better, nigga ask about me Certified gangsta, please don't ever doubt me Welcome to the streets, you can't get in without me
I'm presidential, Obama painted the Vogues black Toping in the Chevy, top rollin' back My life a motion picture, bitch, I ain't gotta act I send 'em to your section, nigga hold that
It's raining scattered bullets, too late to run for cover I drain 'em like Kobe then I evacuate to the gutter On something that's pokey with looks and a trunk they'd like to stutter I rank as the king of the city, it ain't gon' be another
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I'm sending shots, it's happy hour I shoot from close range, I'ma need a shower Brains in the sink, body on the counter Women and the kids, leave 'em how I found 'em
I'm a real nigga, stand still nigga I cut ya face, have ya lookin' like Seal nigga Then I pull ya card, then I deal with 'cha Gamble with 'cha life, is this your lucky night?
My bitch so fucking right, every night I fuck her twice Big boy money bitch, pocket's on Charlie Wise Tatted up, I'm scarred for life, tell the cops I know all my rights Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Got Choppas I don't mean Harley bikes, drop 'em like a bag of ice
Shades dark, flag bright, wallet chain, chrome horse Hair to the fucking back, call that shit Rosa Parks Dr. Carter man, I gave Hip-hop open heart Young Money, baby AKA Noah's Ark
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And I'm Noah Young Mula, baby
My money long, my temper short My car's foreign, my dick a boss The guns new, the beef old It's time to come through like never before
Liquid C4, look at me hoe Look into my eyes, do you see a C.O? I'm talking kilos, time to reload Map fout ou deyo, shut the fuck up in Creole
Bitch, I'm paid up, get ya weight up Pillow top back, realest shade up I got them automatics so you know I'm automatic All my auto's automatic, you know that's automatic
What you niggas wanna see? Don't get caught in the street I got G's that'll wait for a quarter key, nigga I'm living nigga, fuck the critics nigga Shit is serious nigga, you hear the lyrics nigga
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