Eat (Explicit) - Richie Rich/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
Lyrics by：Jordan
On my daddy soul
That n***a shirt says the best rapper
Alive with a picture of me
On that motherf**ker
Started chasing every day now
I got money for years
Had to go and get a bag got tired
Of mama crying tears
Had to take over the wheel gassed
It up and switch the gears
Knock a n***a on his a*s like
A game of musicals chairs
Spin the bottle so I can see
Who these bullets kissing first
Bottle landed back on you in
Uno that is a reverse
This is called russian roulette
I'm just her collecting debt
Take the I G E T A B A G
Out the alphabet the alphabet
And yeah I'm still getting
The work from a Mexican bullets eat a n***a
Flesh it don't matter which vest he in
I'm thinking of a couple ways
For me to go and benefit
And now I'm running up a bag
It's boosting my adrenaline
I'm in my prime number 8 kobe bryant
I'm the king of this s**t
'Cause I was raised with the lions
My heart still jump a beat
Whenever I hear police sirens
'Cause I'm breaking down plants
It look like I am doing science
My teacher told me that
I wasn't gone amount to nun
But now I'm flexing on
That b***h and got more
Money than her son
I love my enemies and pray for
Those who persecute
You tried to kill me p***y
N***a but you didn't execute
Survivals my only hope success is the best revenge
He always there by my side
Ben Franklins my only friend
The hundreds that's in the vault
Are the ones that I don't spend
Provided a lifestyle that got me living high end
I'm sitting in my condo my blunt
Filled with that hydrazine
I'm watching the houston rockets
Play against my favorite team
I got them all lined up f**king
B***hes like Charlie Sheen
I kick em out when I'm done
They already know my routine
I tell her pull my pants down
And say hello to Woody
I hate repeating myself like
You didn't understand fully
Gorilla in the mist
With king kong sized clips
If you coming to my hood
That's a school field trip
That's the zoo on the corner
Them my lions and the loose
We got cigs we got caine
We got boof 10 for 2
Bullets have a n***a dancing
Look like he doing the shoot
Bishop off of juice keep
A Smith Wesson in my boot
We on every f**king corner like a metro PCS
I'm gripping heavy metal
I'm not doing a bench press
Be careful with yourself because
The body is a temple
I'll probably shock you if
I told you everything I been through
Apples fall birds fly
We all live and we all die
We buy guns bullets fly people die mamas cry
Outside Summer time guns bussing
Babies crying police sirens
I'm just praying to the motherf**king sky
But he never answer
I'm staring to have some disbeliefs
Why he never answer when
You call on him riddle me
If I ever seen Jesus
I'll f**k around and rob him
And he can take his problems
To his mother f**king father
Since Marry is a virgin think
It's time for me to f**k her
Conceive the baby in Atlanta
Name him Donald Glover
Every n***a that laughed at me
Is asking for a feature
I just tell them that I'm better
And stick up my malcom finger
I don't f**k with goofy n***as
Or clown a*s hoes
Separate the fake from real
I'm good at ratios
Going through an episode
Where is the remote
I know the world is mine
I use to tell it to a globe
After watching scarface
He became one of my idols
Until my brother told me
I got more verses than Bibles
I'm not gone freeze up
Like Jr Smith did in the finals
'Cause when it's time to ride
I'm going ape s**t on my rivals
B***h I'm standing taller
Than Lil Uzi on his money
I wipe my nose with hundred dollar bills
When it get runny
I got to many hoes it's kinda hard
To keep up with them
Before I sit and eat
I say my prayers father amen amen amen amen
