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letra de world on my shoulders - lil wayne

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[intro]
olympicks
uh
yeah
elz, what’s poppin? yeah
sh-t we got these n-ggas like white folks 500 years ago man
haha
uh, let’s go

[verse 1]
long time coming, i can’t feel my f-ckin’ face
weezy on the track, murder was the f-ckin’ case
me, i just be chillin’ like a villain off a k!lling
i could have my goons clean you out like penicillin
i could paint the walls with yo’ blood like acrylic
choppa leave you with a half back, corey dillon
michael jackson, off the wall, weezy, no ceilings
b-tch, i’m still ballin’ like bo dilley
yeah, let’s do this sh-t, i do this sh-t
scary movie on my hip, keep a extra movie clip
weezy f. baby, and tonight, the f for foolishness
two pony tails, d-mn right, punky brewster b-tch
i’m sicker than your granny, take the baby, k!ll the nanny
get a blind ho pregnant, she never see the baby daddy
i’m a addict, a addict for suck, swallow and slave
you p-ssy -ss n-ggas got me turning in my grave

[chorus]
i got the whole f-ckin’ world on my shoulders
and i got everybody breathing down my back
and i try to get high to get over
now you can catch a nut or catch a contact
yeah, i got the whole f-ckin’ world on my shoulders
and i got everybody breathing down my back
and i try to get high to get over
now you can catch a nut or catch a contact
yeah

[verse 2]
i don’t give a sh-t ho, you can kiss my d-ck hole
don’t snort no sh-t, won’t be no sh-t
but you can’t tell that to this nose
got the world on the end of my fish pole
bad b-tches at my dispose
f-ck you talking ’bout, b-tch? i ain’t cold, i’m nat king cole
i unload, then i reload
put the gun to your earlobe
i’ll rob anybody, sh-t i’ll rob a dinero
shout out to my heroes, mary jane and [?]
i’m so swagged out, i put your head in her louis bag
i’m off the wall, i’m off the motherf-ckin’ wall, y’all
i’ll put a b-tch through h-ll with gasoline drawers on
it’s like my minds a parking lot, but all the cars gone
it said p-ssies get shot give me a hard on
pause, some of these n-ggas is the laws
and some of these blood suckers need straws
yeah, it’s weezy baby, mothaf-cka
i’ll d.o.a them motherf-ckas, yeah

[chorus]
i got the whole f-ckin’ world on my shoulders
and i got everybody breathing down my back
and i try to get high to get over
now you can catch a nut or catch a contact
yeah, i got the whole f-ckin’ world on my shoulders
and i got everybody breathing down my back
and i try to get high to get over
b-tch, you can catch a nut or catch a contact
yeah

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