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letra de fuck today - lil wayne

[lil wayne]
sitting on my porch sippin’ on jim beam
read the newspaper man, guess what i seen
sh-t bad enough to make a grown man scream
and then i woke up, it’s not a bad dream
i don’t really wanna talk about it
cause every time i talk about it, i go off about it
and every time i get like that i wanna start somebody
this world really got you thinking that you on somebody
so what you got a gun, i don’t give a f-ck about it
i would take every bullet and every buck up out it
so m-th-f-cker c-ck it back and please buck away
cause right now i’m feeling f-ck you…

[chorus]
and f-ck today
f-ck today
f-ck everything gon be alright
f-ck ok
cause i’m feeling like i had about enough today
cause i’m feeling like i had about enough today
[repeat]

don’t you see that world is my stage
and i must perform to the best of my abilities
yeaaaah
muthaf-ckers talking away
but we don’t care what they say
we taking this day by day

[gudda gudda]
man, i woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning
and my tank on e plus the gas price soaring
baby momma trippin tryna get me for my money
now she laughing to the bank and aint a d-mn thing funny
my momma lights off and my daddy don’t call
my n-gg- got killed, man i miss my dawg
the landlord buggin and the rent keep coming
and the heater broke and i gotta warm my house with the oven
everytime i think about it man it get depressing
and the stock market down, the whole country in recession
plus the cops got a warrant out they trying to arrest me
man this whole day startin to stress me
n-gg- so…

[gudda gudda / lilwayne – chorus]
f-ck today
f-ck everything gon be alright
f-ck ok
cause i’m feeling like i had about enough today
cause i’m feeling like i had about enough today

don’t you see that this whole world is my stage
and i must perform to the best of my abilities
yeaaaah
muthaf-ckers talking away
but i don’t care what they say
imma take this sh-t day by day

[lil wayne – verse 2]
ok, these are the days, the days of our lives
where do you have a calender cause i lost mine
uh, i lost mine, uhh i lost mine
i’m the sickest virus on and offline
imaginary line, you don’t wanna cross mine
found a clock in the street i’m making up for lost time
third eye blind but it’s still f-ck the bullsh-t
knowing what i got but more conscience of what i could get
tired of the same sh-t, don’t know who to blame sh-t
and we knew a black president wouldn’t change sh-t
money still a language well aint n-body talkin’
i found my calendar in the garbage
so…

[chorus]

don’t you see that this whole world is my stage
and i must perform to the best of my abilities
yeaaaah
muthaf-ckers talking that sh-t
we gon have to see what i did
cause i don’t give a f-ck about it
and i don’t give a sh-t about you
i don’t give a d-mn about you
and i don’t give a sh-t about you
muthaf-ck you
muthaf-ck me

[chorus – repeated]

sitting on my porch sippin’ on jim bean
read the newspaper man, guess what i seen
sh-t bad enough to make a grown man scream
and then i woke up, it’s not a bad dream

young mula crazy…

- lil wayne

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