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letra de nah this ain't the remix - lil wayne

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[intro]
ay mane
i’m popping sh-t, man
tell them n-ggas, if they tryin’ to see me
504 the area code
70118 the zip code
that’s right
one more thing
don’t touch my sh-t, n-gga
old south speakin’ to you
that’s right

[hook]
hey, when the pistol’s in your rib, n-gga
drop it like it’s hot (3x)
when i put one up in your wig, better
drop it like it’s hot
hey, when i run up in your crib, n-gga
drop it like it’s hot
sh-t, nah, this here is not the remix
just lil’ old me, singing my sh-t, sh-t

[verse 1]
i’m a hot boy. i drive a hot car
the type of n-gga get brain in a cop car
oh, that’s your girlfriend
we call her slop jaw
because she drink from a c-ck straw
i had relationships with a few pop stars
wasn’t serious, i was aiming for the pop charts
now the young n-gga livin’ like a rock star
only live 5 star, one bed, five wh0r-s
i’m a d-boy, but y’all know that
so when you see me, you ask me where the dope at
you wanna see me
hey, you gon’ need some more cash
i can’t even hold a conversation with your broke -ss
you ain’t got more money than me
think about it
let’s just say someone gave me a check
and took the ink up out it
now all i can do is go to the bank about it

[hook 2]
hey, after you back it up then stop
drop it like it’s hot
hey mama, pop that p-ssy then shake that -ss
drop it like it’s hot
you gotta wobble-de-wobble and then
drop it like it’s hot
sh-t, nah, this here is not the remix
just lil’ old me, singing my sh-t, sh-t

[verse 2]
i got a sense of humor
but ain’t sh-t funny
i see ’em get mad
but i just get money
my ak a bit runny
so you should either sniff or get hit from it
you get hit runnin’
hate that i did something
if i did, let me know
i could get a lot of b-tches
but my b-tch could get me more
different hoes, got ’em walking on their tippy toes
talkin’ with they p-ssy holes
conversation, rule the nation
here we go, i’m in bal harbour
like give me those
little man, i ball harder
my car’s larger
i’m going farther than y’all could ever pardon
sharpen my toothbrush, rush the f-cking warden
yeah, i’m part of a mobb daddy
and dyin’ behind the sign
is part of my job, mama
i’m hard as a rock
i’mma f-ck me a thick b-tch
throw a cd at her
she drop it, dismissed, you got me

[hook 2]

[verse 3]
i go by young carter, father of one daughter
bought her a cellphone, i call her every morning
i got my first check, i went and bought a v
bought everybody’s with my second
call me mr. deeds
hey marley, twist the weed
lauren, hold the pistol, please
promethazine got me leaning like 6 degrees
i look j-panese, my b-tch blackanese
you see the guns i got
you know the cops ain’t packin’ these
they call me weezy baby
please say the “baby,” baby
9-27-82, i’m an eighties baby
y’all know the birdman
i know the 80s, baby
so if you trippin’
i’mma take it back to 80, baby
you call me crazy, but
i call it brazy, baby
i’m from the dirty, we could dance
patrick swayze, baby
i rock a red flag, representing uptown
only on the right side
f-ckin’ with them bloods now

[hook 2]

[outro]
when i heard this song, i got a little upset
but then i thought to myself
what haven’t i done yet, f-ck
young money motherf-cker
young mane, hot spitta in the building
we got lil boo ridin’ with us this time, n-gga
ay mane
nah, i ain’t a hater, don’t get me wrong
i made it a hot line, you made it a hot song
peace

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