Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Original Silence

rate me

I’m so twisted, Mack

Lil Tunechi in this bitch

Tell them hoes I’m ready

Them niggers pissed off

Call’em R. Kelly

I’m higher than a bitch

I smoke that Keisha fran connected

Man all of these broads on my Johnson like Betsy

Got a card in my wallet

Blacker than that nigger Wesley

Life is a bitch

Well my bitch is sexy

First I’m on a jet

And then I’m on a jet ski

I make these female dogs heel like Giuseppe’s

Man you be poppin shit and I be poppin off

I’m full of alcohol like a cotton ball

I just pick’em up and Mr. G just drop’em off

I serve these hoes Mr. Volleyball

Spikes on my shoes

that’s them Louie V’s

I’m on my P’s and Q’s smoking QP’s

Nigger I’m chillin catch a cool breeze

I’d build a tree house if money grow on trees

Fuck with me wrong I’ll send yo head to yo mama

That big nigger where the fuck is yo pajamas?

Blood all day period no commas

Everybody tryna watch but I’m timeless

Dark as shades I can see them haters

Now eat these fuckin bullets don’t forget to tip the waiter

I don’t drink champagne it make my stomach hurt

Bitch I’m that Patrone fuck me wrong and get murked

Got a silence on the gun that bitch go pew

That bitch go pew that bitch go pew

Got a silence on the gun that bitch go pew

Got a mean ass swagger my bitches do too

Uh bitch I’m from New Orleans rest in peace Magnolia shorty

And I come from Holly Grove that bitch is wild as a safari

I go stupid I go retarded the grass is greener in my garden

Swagger meaner than the warden po po po I aim with all that pop

Leave a nigger leakin if you scared go see the deacon

Got a silencer on the gun but them bullets still speakin

Got a bunch of bitches tweakin who tell me all of their secrets

And if I get in that pussy I’m on her walls like graffiti

You’s a dead … bred you’re a fed ass nigger

I’m on my vampire bloody red flag nigger

Fuckin with Lil Tunechi get yo head smashed nigger

Hit you dead on the money call that dead cash nigger

In that party time excellent Wayne’s world

Party time excellent Wayne’s world

Tonight I’ll probably fuck another nigger girl

Dark as shades I can see them haters

Now eat these fuckin bullets don’t forget to tip the waiter

I don’t drink champagne it make my stomach hurt

Bitch I’m that Patrone fuck me wrong and get murked

Got a silence on the gun that bitch go pew

That bitch go pew that bitch go pew

Got a silence on the gun that bitch go pew

Got a mean ass swagger my bitches do too

Mack in this bitch tell them hoes I’m bout it

These niggers sweet bunch of fuckin brownies

Fuck you talkin bout? Bitch I’m a G like 1000

I’m on my 1-2 and bitch I’m still countin

You nigger’s got problems well I got bigger problems

My guns all black make me bring the nigger out’em

You don’t want that homie Trust I got that blicker on me

Finger fuck nina she horny you won’t see tomorrow morning nigger

We so fuckin’ cold young money money old

Life is full of choices and your bitch chose nigger

I’m so HollyGrove fuck them other nigger’s

And if the gun’s drawn I’ll paint a fuckin’ picture

Nigger you know what I’m on a bag of that strong

Nigger you know where I’m going bitch I’m going going gone

Nigger holler at your boy I don’t give a fuck

Got a silence on the gun make me shut you nigger’s up

Mac!

Dark as shades I can see them haters

Now eat these fuckin bullets don’t forget to tip the waiter

I don’t drink champagne it make my stomach hurt

Bitch I’m that Patrone fuck me wrong and get murked

Got a silence on the gun that bitch go pew

That bitch go pew that bitch go pew

Got a silence on the gun that bitch go pew

Got a mean ass swagger my bitches do too

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