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letra de out west - lil wayne

[intro: dj khaled, young thug, lil wayne]
no ceilings 3, that’s right
featuring young thug, let’s go
(thu-thu-thu, uh-uh, ayy)
pull up on your block, old school chevy four doors (oh, ayy)
i hit for a brick when i spin it on melrose (ohh, ayy)
i was tryna k!ll ya, no brainer, scarecrow (oh, ayy)

[verse 1: lil wayne]
i might shoot your casket, shoot the funeral, shoot the pastor (buh)
i’m boutta shoot the set, and shoot the movie, and shoot the actor (pew)
i’m boutta feel like the cameraman, n-gga, ’cause i’m gonna shoot with a canon (yeah)
i got the uzi with the banana clip, you get the fruit like you adam, yeah
i let it ring like saturn, yeah, i’m talkin’ rat-tat-tatta, yeah
i’m talkin’ grrt, rat-tat-tat-tat-tatta, sound like spanish, yeah
i do the mc hammer, after they bury them, they gеt the hammer and nails
hair trigger, squeezе, blatt, send ’em to heaven quick as a bat outta h-ll
yeah, if i had a ‘zooka i’d blow this whole sh-t up
nina take his soul away ’cause she a soul sister
one over your head, one under your nose, n-gga
if you’re comin’ back to life, then pull up in a ghost, n-gga
uh, i got the devil in me (yeah), i got the reverend with me (amen)
i got your halo, i got your wings, i got your feathers with me (yeah)
rose petals with me (yeah), i got the shovel with me (yeah)
and you in the desert with me (huh), drugs, i got several in me (yeah)
now dig your grave all by yourself (yeah)
i got heads on top of my shelf (yeah), b-tch, i got a graveyard under my belt (under my belt, b-tch)
i want you six feet under that earth (b-tch), i put your picture on front of that shirt (b-tch)
i let my b-tch sleep in one of them shirts, and she let me p-ss and cum on that shirt (b-tch)
chop his head off (yeah), stop by his mama’s and drop his head off (yeah, yeah)
i’m with satan, he got on a shirt that say, “i’m with adolf” (yeah, yeah)
i got the devil ridin’ shotgun, hot boy and the cold k!ller
take a picture, say, “cheese,” decompose, n-gga
[pre-chorus: young thug, lil wayne, young thug & lil wayne]
b-tch, i got the devil in me (got the devil in me)
high speed, yeah, i got berettas with me (got berettas with me)
oh, had a million safe in the ground, we gon’ dig ’em up (yeah, dig ’em up)
graveyard, b-tch, i got shovel with me (got the shovel with me, i keep a shovel with me, oh, yeah)

[verse 2: young thug]
hit ’em in the stomach, gimme hiccups (huh)
if i had a ‘zooka, i’d blow this whole sh-t up (yeah)
i’m tryna take the gold off his casket, wipe his nose (slatt, wipe his nose)
ain’t no tellin’ what i’m gonna do, man, only god knows (woo, hey)
shoot to the max when i pull up on you (on you)
mad max, i’m on one-thirty-two (one-thirty-two)
send a mask, watch me move when i move (when i move)
i think god picked your card, man, i think he want you (gotta go home)
anybody with ’em get whacked (yeah), every time you see me, got a gat’ (got the gat’)
and my b-tch, she a brat (she a brat), all these hoes did that (hey)
why the f-ck these n-ggas did that? tampax pearl, n-gga, bleedin’ through the jacket (blatt, blatt)
run up on ’em, take his racks (blatt, blatt), blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
[pre-chorus: young thug, lil wayne, young thug & lil wayne]
b-tch, i got the devil in me (got the devil in me)
high speed, yeah, i got berettas with me (got berettas with me)
oh, had a million safe in the ground, we gon’ dig ’em up (yeah)
graveyard, b-tch, i got shovel with me (got the shovel with me, i keep shovel with me)

[chorus: young thug & lil wayne]
you ain’t gotta do no askin’ (do no askin’), i’m tryna shoot up the casket (hey, oh, oh, oh, oh, shoot up your casket, yeah i’m tryna, tryna)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, blat, blat, blat, blat)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, thu-thu-thu-thu, thu-thu-thu, shoot up your casket, shoot up your casket)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (oh, oh, oh, oh, shoot up your casket, thu-thu-thu)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (hey, oh, oh, oh, oh, shoot up your casket, yeah i’m tryna, tryna)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, blat, blat, blat, blat)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, thu-thu-thu-thu, thu-thu-thu, shoot up your casket, shoot up your casket)
i’m tryna shoot up the casket (oh, oh, oh, oh, shoot up your casket, thu-thu-thu)

[outro: young thug & dj khaled]
uh, ayy, pull up on your block old school chevy four doors
i hit for a brick when i spin it on melrose
i was tryna k!ll ya, no brainer, scarecrow
no ceilings 3, euro, hoody baby, gudda gudda

- lil wayne

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