Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Pure Colombia

rate me

I can't trust these niggers throw some water on 'em

They tell me go to hell, ok I know the owner

Strip clubs getting old all the strippers hoeing

All these bitches think they dimes watch me flip a coin

Thank you Jesus my dog is off the leashes

Had to leave my Spanish bitch

Cos she was starting to get suspicious

Tell her beep I mean business

Suit and tie nigger

You and all your dogs can get euthanized nigger

Trigger happy nigger I just can't stop smiling

Thank God I'm fly

I had to thank my pilot

You think you're calling shots

You got the wrong number

I love Benjamin Franklin more than his own mother

Throw that pussy

Throw that pussy

And I don't want no throw back pussy

Man fuck these pussy ass niggers

I lay back and ass swishers

My new shoes is ass kickers

We drink cum like she had hiccups

Rest in peace to my last victim

We be passing blunts

They be passing judgment

5 blunts of that strong

Call that strength in numbers

AKs with Chiquitas

You shell shocked like Adidas

Whoever find your body finders keepers yeah

Is that pure Colombia

Cause soon as the bitch tasted it

Her tongue was numb

It's loaded, so I just let her jump the gun

It's that Dedication 5 and another one

I love it!

Yeah!

I’m out here!

I done lost a couple hoes but I’m still a pimp

Strange face on my Rollie

Shout out lil Kim

I got front from my house like I got no garage

Just looking for a bitch to stay down like I’m throwing knives

We bout to stop calling the Macintosh

I really need that pussy up in shadow box

Bring me his head so I can make show

It’s lonely at the top, it’s lonely at the top

I think I’m bout to jump

Niggers phony as a pop

Turn in your homies at the slop

Put your brains all over the window

Keep on passing window shop

Is that pure Colombia

It’s just us fuck the rest

We got insomnia

Most like I done fuck that bitch that’s laying under ya

She say she try to see me

Bitch that’s Stevie Wonderful

You better mind your business

Hit me with a hitlist

YMCMD

The world is ours second minutes

Burning blunts like bridges

Turn up missing!

We out here with that clean work

These niggers selling remix we got clean work

Kill everybody gonna need a limousine

You see I’m on like a fucking Sam...

D5!

What up 5?

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