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letra de black out - juelz santana

[intro: juelz santana]
fly n-gga, i’m taking off (whooo, uh)
fly-fly n-gga i’m taking off (yeah, ay)

[juelz santana]
fly n-gga, i’m taking off (uh), bad b-tches, they take it off (uh)
oh that look like what’s her name, yeah what’s her name’s baby mom’s (yeah)
i eat the p-ssy, no plate or fork; the p-ssy bushy, gotta shave it off (uh)
she said band’s make her dance, i’m beating drums and blowing h-rns
she told me that if i give her a tip she give me bank head like bowen homes
she tried to lock that p-ssy up, but i came through like bail bonds
white seat (yeah), white mink (yeah), white car, i’m the black fonz (fonz)
www.i-f-cked-the-sh-t-out-of-her.com
say yeah n-gga i’m back (i’m back), yeah n-gga i’m back (i’m back)
tell mitt romney fall back, my president still black
i ain’t gotta press no b-ttons n-gga, i wake up with my swag on
y’all n-ggas is broke (broke) your pockets should have a cast on (hah)
b-tches think i’m a photographer, my next tape with that flash on
my waist stay with that flash on, it’s lights out when i clap on
i’m lit n-gga, i’m lit n-gga, like times square when the ball drop (drop)
word is they be sleeping on me, well make this they alarm clock
b-tch i..

[hook 2x: lil wayne]
black out in that p-ssy, i black out in that p-ssy
i’m addicted, like she got a crackhouse in that p-ssy
man i smash out in that p-ssy, then i p-ss out in that p-ssy
we stomp that n-gga out, and watch him drag out that p-ssy

[lil wayne]
she don’t even know me like that, uh
but she gon’ learn today, yeah
and every big dog like cat, girl
and they done let me out my cage and she told me
she need me in her life, but i told her
you need d-ck in your life, and she said
you know, you’re probably right
great minds think alike, and then i paint her white
so i can

[hook]

[juelz santana]
living la vida loca, i hate being sober
these n-ggas sayin’ i broke but, i bet them n-gga broker (ha)
i’m batman and you joker’s, she gave me neck, choke her
and i have the super, so yeah n-gga i soaked her (yup)
d-mn, that’s your lady? d-mn, that’s your lady?
she got your name tatted, that’s crazy, i cover that with my babies (yup)
told her to come downstairs, we did it all in my caddy’
asked her where them kids is at, she said upstairs with they daddy (whooo)
money coming in by the packs, everyday i pop tags
in the club wasting this cash; b-tch, keep bouncing that -ss
she said real n-ggas don’t last, they say real n-ggas don’t last
nah, it’s just too many fake n-ggas making real n-ggas look bad
get lost with your lame -ss, livin’ fast – no brake pads
stop (stop), wait (wait), now frame that
my lifestyle ain’t for b-tch n-ggas, i use lifestyles on your b-tch, n-gga
i see a b-tch, i want a b-tch, and i just tell my b-tch get it
and i

[hook]

[lil wayne]
yeeeaah~! {-echoes-}

- juelz santana

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