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letra de shit - lil wayne

[hook]
sorry for the wait n-gga
glock forty for them fake n-ggas
throw a party every day n-gga
that’s an ordinary day n-gga
bad b-tch in mi casa
no mi casa is su casa
my choppa go doom-da-da ay-ay-adda

[verse 1]
tunchi b-tch on my future sh-t
i’m too legit i sleep on a crucifix
i wake up cranky turn into a lunatic
then shoot my b-tch and buy orange juice and grits
oozie clip i need another oozie clip
i shoot to k!ll these p-ssy n-ggas shooting bricks
i’m too for real your head just a souvenir
she want to get it off her chest but her b00bs too big
i’m bumping carter v on an ipod
my b-tch mad as h-ll cause it ain’t out yet
she said “soon as these n-ggas hear your new sh-t they gon’ have to give their styles back”
i say “you too crazy” she said “you too humble”
i say “you too baby” she said “you too sweet”
then i ask do she go both ways
she said “they do say love is a two way street”
i say ooh
talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty talk dirty to me
treat that girl like cuisine she gon’ want to shoot scenes
put my d-ck in museum i gon’ die on my feet
never knees in the dirt never dirt on my knees
i’m just serving these fiends
i sell birds to the bees i sell birds to the trees
“tune i heard you don’t sleep” i’m allergic to dreams
i don’t twerk but i tweak for that purp for that pink
ya you see what i’m saying like you heard what i see
i’m a verbal disease i’m allergic to me
been a t-rd on these streets since my curtains were sheets
chefs on these beats i’m just stiring the grease
that b-tch you in love when she working for me
i personally get you murdered this week
like that blunt between my two fingers i’m at peace
word i smirk when i squeeze
trigger smart street smart i’m a nerd i’m a geek
i’m absurd i’m unique
did my time at cash money time served and release
but this agent ain’t free word
that’s just word on these streets
but that sh-t is old news that sh-t yester-week
i’m just focused, focused on my expertise
they like “tunechi you good” i’m like bob yes sire
don’t, i mean don’t, don’t question me let me breath
dawg, big dawg, i c-ck back and shoot at your fleas
money long tree trunk, now stand under me catch these leaves
i guarantee no guarantees but repeat what you heard you a dead parakeet
this tunechi b-tch your b-tch tunechi’s b-tch
i f-ck her on the balcony we watch the moon eclipse
we do the usual sh-t she gon’ need lube for this
cause i’mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
we at the top of the world she like the view and sh-t
from up here everybody look the puniest
the c0ke got her all exuberant
she doing lines like a movie script
but these are true events lord
i’ll k!ll a n-gga right now, i’ll put a n-gga lights out
then put a n-gga’s body in an ice box
with holes in his body like socks
these n-ggas softer than, these n-ggas softer than nylon
so keep my name out your mouth i hope it taste like cayenne
looking up to the skyline
thinking to myself you only live twice slime
and motherf-ck you if you fight crime
i’m from a place where the high crime rate iran
we put your -ss on nigthtline
i’m on the gr-ss like a python
these n-ggas looking at me
these n-ggas looking at me sideways
that’s because they on the sideline but they never try mine
spinning like i’m sipping cyanide
why my b-tch sipping mai tai but she wine fine
and i’m so sorry she said don’t be sorry
then she said don’t apologize for sh-t cause you the sh-t and we know the carter v the sh-t

[hook]

- lil wayne

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