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letra de bleu snappin' - lil wayne

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
huh, huh

[verse 1]
uh, pick ’em off, i f-ck ’em all then egg ’em on
her nipples hard and a n-gga cold
before silicone she was skin and bones
surfin’ that sh-t like billabong
her n-gga home, they don’t get along
this the only d-ck she be sittin’ on
b-tch ain’t gon’ be playin’ no game of thrones
hold on’, hold on’, bubble b-tt with these hands, i caress that
bust a nut on her ass, call her wetback
collar tucked, skinny pants, i finesse that
wings up on the lamb ’cause it’s jet black
pew, i ain’t mad at her
shе got a man, tell your man you just got manhandled
pop that cran apple, thе p-ssy panhandler
i f-ck her good, i put her to sleep, i mr. sandman her

[chorus]
mm, dark cider, my nuts make me walk wider
i pull up in a soft top, the car timeless
i’m a sharpshooter, i be with sharpshotters
money talks, n-gga, i got that yada-yada
[verse 2]
she say “get in my belly”
i put d-ck up in her stomach, she say “get in my belly”
i put d-ck up in her stomach, she say “get in my belly”
she sit on this motherf-cker like corinthian leather
d-ck up in her stomach, she say “get in my belly”
bought a birkin for my bl!cka, she say “n-gga, i’m jelly”
put some white girl on my thumb, she l!ck that b-tch like a lesbian
said the truth is hard to swallow, she ain’t no lie detector, hold on

[refrain]
westside, i like my weed like my b-tches, from the westside
i be leanin’, i be sippin’, i be just fine
red beam and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no x5
red beam and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no x5

[verse 3]
dreads slingin’, red flag down my hair tie
take the kilos out the bag, let ’em air dry
throw a p up for pirus, sh-t that ps5
throw a p up for pirus, sh-t that ps5
i’m a speed up in that new whip, f-ck a test drive
i’m a creep up on them n-ggas like a hairline
creep up on them n-ggas like a–
i’ma creep up on them n-ggas like i’m left eye
[refrain]
i’ma squeeze that f-ckin’ trigger like a necktie
on codeine, i’m like a turtle, i’m a reptile
red beam and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no x5
red beam and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no x5

[verse 4]
i’ma speed up in her p-ssy, f-ck her s-x drive
i’ma creep up on them n-ggas like they deaf slime
i’ma creep up my lil’ n-gga like a–, like a–
i’ma creep up my lil’ n-gga like a deadline
got them sleepin’ with the fishes, he was dead-tied
send a pj for my b-tches, f-ck a red eye
let her p-ssy open up and i’ma headline
want a good ting n-gga with some money on it
all these karats in my chain make a bunny hop
i be laughin’ ‘to the bank cus it’s funny, yup
in the belly of the beast where the stomach at
hold on, shoot ’em in the–, shoot ’em in the head, that part, n-gga, ooh
all these n-ggas feds and narcs, n-gga, ooh
i like my b-tches red and dark, n-gga, ooh
i like ’em braindead and smart, n-gga, ooooooh
yeah, i’ma shoot em in the head, that part, mm
i think all you n-ggas feds and narcs, mm
like my b-tches red, red and dark, mm
[chorus]
mm, dark cider, my nuts make me walk wider
i pull up in a soft top, the car timeless
i’m a sharpshooter, i be with sharpshotters
money talks, n-gga, i got that yada-yada

[outro]
ooh, westside, like my weed like my b-tches, from the westside
i be leanin’, i be sippin’, i be just fine
red beam and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no x5
red beam and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no x5

- lil wayne

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