DJ DRAMA - Words Of Advice lyrics

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[Chorus: Kevin Cossom]

You better think before you speak

Gotta recognise now man you know me

Here's a few words of advice, better act right

Promise (promise)

Promise (promise)

And don't leave ya girl round me

I know she do what she want

What's gon happen when she leave?

Huh uhhh

Here's a few words of advice: better act right

I promise, I promise

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Long ass money, short ass temper

Big fucking gun, soft ass trigger

Weezy F Baby and the F. is for fuck them hoes

Got your girl walking 'round my crib in her underclothes

White man money, tight pants thuggin'

Pussy think it's sweet then I Sprite can crush em'

I ain't got nothing but some weed and bitches

You niggas ain't eatin', clean ass dishes

Gangsta Grillz bitch, I am still the dentist

Hit this motherfucker, like Willy McGuiness

I Coach the winners they throw Gatorade on me

Silent four five, potato head on it

Ask me how I'm doing, I'm day-to-day homie

These bitches on my back, I fade away on 'em

Young Tune, no Bugs Bunny bitch

And as long as I got a voice, I'm talking Young Money shit, nigga.

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[Verse 2: Mack Maine]

Young Money bitch

Young Money sick

Now shut the fuck up and suck a Young Money dick

Velcro on my? sticking to the basic

Black white, and black pinky ring

I'm looking like a racist?

I'm higher than a satellite

You should sell hermaphrodite?

I've been real since BC, guess this is the after life

Drop out from heavens like, just to raise plenty hell

Boy I'm tryna touch a billion bucks before 2012

So that mean I'm focused

Beat my demeanour

These bitches talking dirty to me

Take 'em to the cleaners

They say men are from Mars

Say women from Venus

But I'm in my space shuttle

Bout to serve em like Sevenus

The niggas keep me laughing like hyena's

They only show they guns, Gilbert Arenas

Wassup Serena, you could be my baby momma

I'm with Barack O-Drama

This Young Money's Obama

[Chorus]