Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Sh!t (Remix)

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(Hook)

Sorry fo' the wait nigga

Glock .40 fo' them fake niggas

Throw a party every day nigga

That's an ordinary day nigga

Bad bitch in mi casa

No mi casa is su casa

My chopper go doom-dadaayayadda

(Verse)

Tunechi bitch on my Future shit

I'm too legit I sleep on a crucifix

I wake up cranky turn into a lunatic

Then shoot my bitch & buy orange juice & grits

Oozie clip I need anotha oozie clip

I shoot to kill these pussy niggas shootin' bricks

I'm too fo' real yo head just a souvenir

She want to get it off 'er chest but 'er boobs 2 big

I'm bumpin' Carter V on an Ipod

My bitch mad as hell cuz it ain't out yet

She said "soon as these niggas hear yo new shit

They gon' have to give their styles back

I say ya 2 crazy she said ya 2 humble

I say ya 2 baby she said ya 2 sweet

Then I ask do she go both ways

She said they so say luv is a 2 way street, I say ooooh

Talk dirty talk dirty dirty talk dirty to me

Treat that girl like cuisine she gon' wanna shoot scenes

Put my dick in museum I'm gon' die on my feet

Neva knees in the dirt neva dirt on my knees

I'm just servin' these fiends

I sell birds to the bees I sell birds to the trees

Tune, I heard ya don't sleep I'm allergic to dreams

I don't twerk but I tweak fo' that purp fo' that pink

Ya ya see what I'm sayn' like ya heard what I see

I'm a verbal disease, I'm allergic to me

Been a turd on these streets since my curtains were sheets

Chefs on these beats I'm just stirrin' the grease

& bitch ya in luv when she workin' fo' me

I personally get ya murderred this week

Like that blunt between my 2 fingas, I'm at peace

Word!!! I smirk when I squeeze

Trigga smart street smart I'm a nerd I'm a geek

I'm absurd I'm unique

Did my time at Cash Money time served & release

But this agent ain't free word

That's the word on these streets

But that shit is old news that shit yesterweek

I'm just focused, focused on my expertise

They like Tunechi ya good I'm like Bob yes sire

Don't, I mean don't, don't question me let me breath

Dawg, big dawg, I cock back & shoot at yo fleas

Money long tree trunk, now stand unda me catch these leaves

I guarantee no guarantees but repeat what ya heard ya a dead parakeet

This Tunechi bitch yo bitch Tunechi's bitch

I fuck 'er on the balcony we watch the moon eclipse

We do the usual shit she gon' need lube fo' this

Cuz I'mma stick it in 'er Maximus Gluteus

We at the top of the world she like the view & shit

From up here everybody look the puniest

The coke got 'er all exuberant

She doin' lines like a movie script

But these are true events, lawd

I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga's lights out

Then put a nigga's body in an ice box

With holes in his body like socks

These niggas softa than, these niggas softa than nylon

So keep my name out yo mouth I hope it taste like kaya

Lookin' up to the skyline, I'm thinkin' to myself ya only live twice lime

& muthafuck ya if ya fight crime

I'm from a place where the high crime rate like iRON

We put yo ass on night line

I'm on the grass like a python

These niggas lookin' at me

These niggas lookin' at me sideways!

That's cuz they on the sideline but they neva tried mine

Spinnin' like I'm sippin' cyanide

Why my bitch is sippin' Mai Tai but she windin' fr' me

& I'm so sorry, she said don't be sorry

Then she said don't apologize fo' shit cuz

Ya the shit & we know the Carter 5 da shit

But this is that

(Hook)

Sorry fo' the wait nigga

Glock .40 fo' them fake niggas

Throw a party every day nigga

That's an ordinary day nigga

Bad bitch in mi casa

No mi casa is su casa

My chopper go doom-dadaayayadda

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