BM J.R. (Explicit)-Lil Wayne

BM J.R. (Explicit)

歌手:Lil Wayne

时间:2004-04-29

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Yea shorty you know what I'm talkin bout'

I peep these n***az out here they slippin like they ain't bout

Money no more man so what f**k

You know what we gon' do ha

We gon' do what we been doin n***a

We gon' load up get alot mo' and alot mo' and say f**k 'em

N***a

Keep f**kin h*es

Loadin up on mo' b***hes

Then you know what I'm sayin we gon' get greedy too n***a

I ain't never gettin' full I'm full blooded with this grind

I GOT IT

I GOT IT

Bust a cap or two only key to survive is kill

If the elements don't murder you the riders will fo real

And n***as know I goes hard to the fullest

Get involved and I got' 'em playing dodge ball with bullets

Yeah

I got the sawed off fully in the sean john hoody

Get f**ked ya play p***y

We hit 'em up when they ain't lookin and them body shots hurt

And the head shots took him

D**n

And if the read dot spot him then the hollow head got him

Knock his top to his bottom jack

You see me grind to the bottom just to make it to the bottom

At the very bottom of the map

Lou easy ana pirahnnas everywhere you at

You gotta weigh an extra condom and an extra gat

You b***h could get it for actin like a man

Them n***az in Pakistan impactin on ya man

I back his hand ya man on command

In front of n***az he cool with the boys on fam

I'm on I am just in different climates duckin the animal keep on runnin wit

My primates

You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states

Weezy hustle no blubber I put on weight

And in a drought I go on I diet and stretch more

Loose all that weight leave a n***a with stretch marks

You don't even come up to a n***a chest paw supa

What the f**k they play it in the club for

Real s**t I'm duckin bombs from a d**g war

No religion but the cops swear that I'm a d**g lord

Father forgive 'em for they no not who they pushin lord

Father forgive me if I have to send them to ya lord

I'm just tryin to dodge the shots they send to the god

They riding up highway to heaven boulevard

D**n them n***az p***y and jive not even in an eye exam they ain't lookin for I

The A and the K will make ya face cook to the side

Now when you smiling everybody gotta look from the side

Cuz when you wildin you ain't lookin you just lookin high

And when we hungry you look like pie

Sweet potato a*s n***a you lemon merangue apple custard cherry jelly

Don't make me get the buiscut buster

What up gizzle you my distant brother

Real s**t n***a same father different mother yep

I skips the frontin and sticks to keepin it trill

You not know me for nothing other than people you feel I'm deeper for real

I'm deeper than skills my speeches can kill

Rest in peace

Yeah you underdig shorty its all about one thing n***a

If you bout money n***a come f**k with us

If you ain't bout money get the f**k from round us n***a

And whatever you bout we bout it however you wanna get it we can give it to ya

Order b***h ya underdig

Put ya prints in n***a

Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and let's roll

Ay ay

You sleep in a field for tryin the dude

I bust ya head until the meat turns ya mind to food

Foot for thought think I ain't lying to you

I lie his body in grease set fire to him

I tie his body in sheets put the tires to him

Make him feel the escalade put his feet in the blade

D**n

I'm near heatin and blaze a n***a keep they ways when I'm in the streets with blades

Watch my n***a hungry he'll eat the plate

And if I ask the homeboy will eat'cha face

Yea

And though he got me you can ask I'm like a pool table

I keep the eight

Haha

My side pocket sideways when I pop it leave a n***a sideways for five days

Birdman talk to 'em

Yeah n***a I tell 'em I tell 'em again shorty

If it ain't about money get all the f**k from round us

Ay ay

Check my swag I travel like sound dog

You play hard in the gravel like ground dog

I'm underground call me groundhog

Lay down lawgs call me ground law

Don't confuse me with the law naw but just confuse me with my paw

Because I am the Birdman J R

I ain't trippin n***a I play the corner like ripkin n***a

With the 40 cal ripkin n***a rip a n***a

Flip ya vehicle split ya winsheild

Wack ya Baby momma but I let the kid live

And people say that I am a kid still cuz the lil n***a still rides on big wheels

You feeling animal then come on and get killed

And sig pill bandannas like banana's

Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in havana

In my cabana with my bottom b***h from savahnna

Man a train couldn't stop ya man

I man up and you not a man

I stand up say I got my land

I'm the man of my land

Call it lil weezy ana

That's the new plan

Yeah n***a you bout some money get at me n***a

That's the only way

Dumb s**t we bout that get at me

N***a roll solo dolo n***a

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