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Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Tonalità: B minor
Verse 1
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I play the bullshit from
the backseat champ
Yeah I'm in the backseat
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still got the seat back
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Feet back stay from where
the fake be at
Niggas snitch for the shine
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where the patience at
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Nigga make his own brother face his back
Give love and take it back
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Good grief man this world is quite
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heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you know
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the story snakes eat rats
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Face the facts you can't change him, can't
shoot it if you can't aim it
Can't miss him if he kill you then
you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll
when you can't fade him
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Get too deep up in that water
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and they can't save ya
Me I come out of that water like I
was just bathing
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And watch my step on a wet pavement
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Yeah I'm from the hood so I rep
'em where I can't take 'em
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Hollygrove, Hollygrove was
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his last statement
So nigga get that look
off your face
And recognize you got
a crook in the place
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They call me W- E- E crooked
letter Y I'm so high
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I skeet skeet in any nigga dime
like she's mine
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Street sweeper in the back of the hatch
make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody with
the cops to match
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Bullet holes in ya speakers
from the chopper blast
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Like... haha
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That's bullet holes in your sneakers
got you hopping back
It all stop when they hit you in
ya top and back
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No cocking back silly motherfucker
you ain't heard bout this
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The clip sink down to the dick
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That's a automatic shotty from
a drum they call tommy
Guaranteed to get you
bitches from by me
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When I hit every piece of ya
visible body he leakin'
Mortimer is no longer
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leapin' he sleepin'
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While you pussy niggas
is sleeping I'm thinking
Deep in thought the boy
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ain't even winkin'
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Bob Marley got me stinking
Stacking figures I'm standing
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firm life's a slinky
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Pipes is filled with crack cocaine
And the dope go inside of the veins
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from where I came
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Though I bear a name only
one can live with
Coach they won't knock
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me off my pivot forget it
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I'm sicker with it
Pick a city buy a condo find a fine
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hoe let some time go chill
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What you know about a bongo
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having her mind go
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Over a convo about dough
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Nothing! man the four wheelers
look so good on the sand
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Tee or tanktop pocket fan
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No pocket knife, no handgun in sight
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Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat BOOM!
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Haha tonight I might just
boost my feature price
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Cause to each its own and
the lights is bright
And I'm feeling like Mike
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at a Tyson fight
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I'm from Cita house,
Big Momma's House
She told me to shoot ya right
after I knock ya out
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And he ain't get ting up after them
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shots if you hit him in the right spot
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Hold up the beat might drop
Outro 1
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