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letra de song cry - sqad up

[lil’ wayne talking]
letz go boy…clap ya hands…

[chorus 2x]
man, i make the b-tches say…weezy make the hoes go..
and throw they w’s up and say…..young

[verse 1]
if you know somebody hotta than me
you don’t know sh-t
little whizzle wee, b-tch i’m focus man
see i got it slammed on the pokeys
watch i make my top disappear..hocus pocus
wait a minute…
i’m f-cked up cause i can’t get over somethin’
but is it me or is my bentley super sick on them b-ttons
and i’m stunt’n in the dirty south
we bang out..if you think itz a game when them thangs all out
and i… aim at cha frame when them thangs drawn out
and i….rang at cha brain
i flip it when it come them flames
and maann..ain’t it a shame
when ya names called out
fee got u on the news wit cha remains all out
ayy. ..the boy wayne ball out
my paper bigger
i even got a few hundreds wit franklin’s baby pictures
i’m a it take there wit u
u b-tch u
weezy the official..s-q-a-d
yea…

[chorus 2x]

[verse 2]
i’m the son of the stunna baby
i stunts baby
i get it up it up front in lumps every month baby
i get enough cutz from sl-tz
so can u suck baby
i p-ss so much nut
i got b-tches coughin’ up babies
my bentley my baby
i make her climb over humps
wit her size 20 pumps baby
ice chunks in my fronts when i grunts baby
and chickens cluck
i pluck for free
but all i want iz b
i leave blood over beats
cause my heart speaks
i seek guns if i beef…beef beef son
if i beef 3 come
if i beef..gotta keep my heat tugged in the crease
cause i reached my peak young in the streets
i thug in the streets
hataz chew lead
understand i got big boy bread
i leave crumbs you can eat
i leave tiger streaks
where i spun in the streets
w-e-e-z-y wee

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3]
people you are observin’ 5 even honies
so look at me different
see me in the mean lamborghini…look at me dimpin’
see me wit a queen on my wing….look at me pimpin’
look at me wrong you dead…..wrong
the lead music to my ears
make me pump it to ya headphones
take a liter black, this n-gga wit red bones
i gets my bread on
i’m 19 with them 20’s, but i’m a 100% up in the red zone
i know the feds on
every since i copped that house and them two bentleys
the good is in me, the hood is in me
thats why every other 16, i scream 17
i got bling heavily
greasin’ things glittery
interbeam and get inbetween and u sleepin’ in misery
look at what the game did to me
therez gangsta in every bit of me
fat!!!

[chorus 2x]

- sqad up

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