Big Bad Wolf - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
Keep that s**t on Twitter
Y'all ain't lit y'all litter
Keep that s**t in your s**tter
Or eat that s**t don't spit up rrr
Keep my bad b***h did her
Keep my man b***h put up
Watchin' me do push-ups
Just playin' with herself and I look up d**n
Your thot need to get her look up
You plottin' on me my foot up
Your squad ain't hard that's cushion
That ain't sauce that's puddin'
Tunechi across her bosom d**n
Shootin' up the jurors d**n
Don't name my pistol
I name the trigger Benjamin Button push 'em bam
Y'all just p***y get buried together and let 'em play footsie
Y'all just wussy
I got some bullets go pull up in
Hoodies and come take a looksie
Better play hooky
I got some hookers sookers in up with some politicans
And some elites and some college n***as
So your missus on all kind of missions
I'm the sickest n***a skippin' doctors visits
But my pockets pistons smokin' hockey stick
Put a stockin' on my face and hit a lick in'
When s**t get ugly I go pretty Ricky
I don't f**k with rats neither Minnie Micky
I don't f**k with cops that's the piggly wiggly
F**k my b***h's friends and they friendly-friendly
While your b***h givin' me her twenty-twenty
Like she tired of Mickey-D's
Wendy's Denny's like she tired of Macy's
JC Penny's I got b***hes gettin' tired of spinning spin it
If we winning win it
I got dream chasers that ain't never dreamt it
So I had to tenant it and I had to rent it
And I worked the lanes like Shaq and Penny
It's the blood gang it's the money gang
Red rags to riches need happy endings
Then it's back to business and we laugh at sentencin'
Hungry lawyers make a snack out witnesses
Hungry artists or starving artists in the kitchen
Restaurant and cafeterias
Don't make a difference if you taste the difference
Better pay the difference to the racketeers
Now you pull up looking like you crackin' mirrors
Now the artificial become sacrificial
That's a body count where the mathematician
Where the wettest clitoris and baddest nipples
Where the a*s that jiggle where to grab a tickle
Where the throat deep enough to land a missile
If ya n***a miss you and he have opinions
Tell him two cents is only half a nickel
Now we at his villa aiming at his pillars
Yeah triggers fingers finna act like bristles
'Boutta catch a triple flip kick jiu-jitsu
Throwing pool parties she don't have a swimsuit
Need to help her friends through I think that's official
Got my neighbor's eyes bigger than the Simpson's
And I'm magnificent so I had to pimp her
And she had potential but he lacked credentials
So give me a sec I'll go at your neck
And send you back looking like the Dracula bit you rrr
Yeah cannibalism going animalistic in a line of civilians
These n***as clones copycats and chameleons
Once they dead and gone no power familiar
When she left her thong that's paraphernalia
Sound familiar my plug's Sicilian
He the one who told me that
Sometimes you gotta leave ya la familia behind the millions
Rhyme or reason
I'm the reason got they eyes
Wide but to blind to see 'em
With friends like those it make me text all
My enemies and tell 'em I don't need 'em
Hallelujah power intruders
B***h walk around my house like Hooters
Towel user power user
Molly mixed with white girl Molly Susan
N***as talkin' out their bowel movers
Turnin' homies into flower choosers
Turn your kids into father choosers
Make your b***h a widow and your mom a cougar
I'm a silent shooter with a silent shooter
Clap at you if don't die I'll boo ya
Tell a doc that's tryna to save your
Life and runnin' wires through you
He could die next to ya rrr
I'ma make the nurse ride me
Like a giant scooter
Let her partner shoot her
We pull out the movie win awards
She got a Golden Globe head and her Oscar booty
N***as prostitutin' these rappers ain't talkin' 'bout s**t
Not even 'bout pollution
Ain't got a house to live in
Ain't got a pool to swim in
Change in their pockets nor a couch to lose it
And Robert Houston with the contribusive for the Monster juices
Monster too slow my macho my mucho
Big bad wolf watch the moon glow rrr
I got a greek freak she call me Antetokounmpo
Just follow the kupo and I know that you know
I'm hotter than Sushi still swallow my soup bowl
I'm out of my loophole you outta the loop though
Got all these n***as on silent and mute mode
The power to do so my pocket is sumo
Gettin' the moolah by the minuto
Mafia Nuvo I am the uno
Real boss n***a s**t might have a Hugo
F**k with me I go loud and paloozo
Pull up trigger finger holler and pull though
Pah pah pah sound like a symphony or Operah tudo
Hittin' some new notes
And I am the maestro and you just a typo
Private flight don't fly in too low
I'm wiser than you know a private school flow
I got me a Lou Holt when I was a do hole
Prom with the college and one with the juco
I had to ask 'em what's four plus two though rrr
