Ain't I - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
Dedication 3 young money n***g
Who walk of through mama
Dedication 3 young money n***g
Dedication 3 young money n***g
Jay may
Are your chick
That is the girl
A bad put your shirt on n***g of crazy
Haahaa let's go
I am the real I am the authentic
The fact and the truth it's Jae Millz
Brown skin but I'm black in the booth
And for the green or that white you'll see red
Mushroom bullets hit your body then they spread
Then your a*s dead no need
For a hospital room or a bed
Just tell his momma to get him some nice threads
So at least he will be a
B***h a*s nigaa dying in style
He didn't want to look up to
Me now he gotta look down
Somebody better tell him on these beats I'm a beast
Half man half animal like king
On tekken now I'm a wreck him
Hell ya young money is what I'm reppin'
Respect 'em or I'll put you
On that highway to heaven
Matter of fact p***y you'll get your own lane
With no speed limits so
You'll get there in a minute
It's dedication 3 it's no replacing we
That is like asking a group of
Muslims where that bacon be
Straight gran n patrone flow there is no chasing me
And that amnesia is what my medication be
That's that amsterdam grade
A I'm smoking in neverland
So high I'll probably never land
B***h
Muthafugging psychopath young money
Cave men muthafugg a geico add
Fo' Fo' bulldog f**k around and bite yo a*s s**tting
On you b***hes now lemme flush the toilet and wipe my a*s
B***h I'm all into like my cash no I'm not
I love my dough got them hoes
Falling like a hundred million dominoes
But I don't eat pizza
I eat p***y when he wouldn't
Holla at ya guala
Yeah b***h itz me
Kicking muthafuggas out the kitchen heat
I'll put you where the fishes sleep
And when they wake
You'll be the fishies feast
Imma shark you see my fin h*e bullet
Leave a hole in ya face not a dimple
Straight from the NO it's no problemo
To put a n***az brians on the muthafugging window
Uggggh d**n right I'm nasty how I come
Thru in that white eyed Aston
The leather guts and might I add in
It's black on chrome like Darren McFadden
Yeah
And don't be comparin my swag wit
These wack-ass n***as thats o-so-swagless
Yeah
And call me Mr swag-more
Gotcha girlfriend open like some f**king pores
Or open like some f**king doors
N***a it's f**k you and I'm f**king yours
From the bedroom to the floors
Whores haa
