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Lyrics BM J.R..lrc Lil Wayne

[id: pshzmwyz]
[ar: Lil Wayne]
[al: Tha Carter]
[ti: BM J.R.]
[length: 04:58]

[00:02.52](Baby Talking)
[00:03.17]Yea shorty, you know what I’m talkin bout’
[00:03.89]I peepin’these niggaz out here they slippin like they ain’t bout
[00:05.30]Money no more man, so what fuck
[00:08.31]You know what we gon’ do ha?
[00:09.22]We gon’ do what we been doin nigga
[00:10.12]We gon’ load up, get alot mo’ and alot mo’ and say fuck em’
[00:11.50]Nigga
[00:13.29]Keep buyin’ shit
[00:15.56]Keep fuckin hoes
[00:16.06]Loadin up on mo’ bitches
[00:16.64]Then you know what I’m sayin, we gon’ get greedy too nigga
[00:18.01]I ain’t never gettin’ full, I’m full blooded with this grind
[00:21.57](Lil Wayne)
[00:22.31]I GOT IT
[00:23.12]I GOT IT
[00:23.64](Lil Wayne)
[00:23.84]Murder Capitol, only key to survive is kill.
[00:26.11]If the elements don’t murder you,
[00:28.45]Tha rydahs will… Fa real.
[00:30.28]And niggaz know I go hard to the fullest;
[00:32.63]Get involved,
[00:33.66]And I got em’ playin’ dodgeball wit bullets.
[00:35.85](YEA)I got the sawed off, fully
[00:38.49]In the Sean John hoodie
[00:40.12]Get fucked–ya play pussy.
[00:41.96](HA)We hit em’ up while dey ain’t lookin’
[00:44.67]And tha body shots hurt But tha head shots took em’
[00:47.75]DAMN!
[00:48.76]And if tha red dot spot em’
[00:50.50]Then tha hollow-head got em’
[00:52.17]Knock his tops to his bottom Jack.
[00:53.83](Yea) Ya see we grind from the bottom
[00:56.40]Just to make it to da bottom
[00:58.17]At the very bottom o’ da map
[00:59.75]Louisiana–
[01:01.22]Piranhas Every where U at.
[01:02.90]U gotta wear a extra condom
[01:04.75]And a extra gat.
[01:05.91]Ya bitch could get it fa actin’ like a man
[01:08.28]And niggaz in Pak-istan, Impactin’ on ya man
[01:11.52]I backed his hand… ya man on command
[01:14.36]In fronta niggaz he cool
[01:16.38]Wit dem boyz on fan.
[01:17.89]I’m on hot.
[01:19.17]I adjust in different climates
[01:20.80]Stuck in a animal–Keep runnin wit my prime mates
[01:23.73]U ain’t did it til U done it like in fives states
[01:26.81]Weezy-hustle, No blubber, I put on weight.
[01:29.81]And in a drought
[01:31.28]I go on a diet and strecth more
[01:32.80]Lose all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch marks
[01:35.95]You’nt even come up to a nigga chest
[01:38.35]Pause Up,
[01:39.45]PAW, What tha fuck they play dat in da club fa?
[01:41.75]Real Shit
[01:42.98]I’m duckin’ bombs from a drug war
[01:44.62]No religion, but da cops swear dat I’ma drug law
[01:47.92]Father forgive em’ fa dey know not who dey pushin’ Lord
[01:50.83]Father forgive me if I have to send em’ to you Lord
[01:53.98]I’m just tryna dodge tha shots dey send to da god
[01:56.93]They ridin’ up high way to Heaven boulevard.
[01:59.80]DAMN!
[02:00.92]Dem niggaz pussy and jive–not even in tha eye exam
[02:04.03]They ain’t lookin fa I.
[02:05.48]Fa A and a K
[02:06.67]I’ll make ya face crook to tha side
[02:08.55]Now when U smilin’ everbody gotta look from tha side.
[02:11.59]Cuz when U wilin’ U ain’t lookin’
[02:13.63]U jus lookin’ High
[02:14.57]And when we hungry, U look like pie
[02:16.56]Sweet potato-ass nigga
[02:18.15]U lemon Meringue–Apple custard
[02:20.33]Cherry jelly–Don’t make me get tha biscuit busta (YEA)
[02:23.66]What up chizzle?
[02:24.74]U my distant brotha
[02:26.50]Real shit nigga
[02:27.56]Same father–different motha (shit)
[02:29.47]I skip tha frontin’ and stick to keepin it “trill”
[02:33.01]U not know me fa nothin’ otha
[02:35.48]I’m somethin’ otha
[02:36.65]Than people U feel
[02:37.81]I’m deeper fa real
[02:38.94]I’m deeper than skills
[02:40.01]My speeches can kill
[02:41.18]Rest In Peace!
[02:42.50](Baby talking)
[02:43.20]Yeah, you underdig, shorty its all about one thing nigga,
[02:45.09]If you bout money nigga come fuck with us,
[02:47.22]If you ain’t bout money get the fuck from round us nigga
[02:49.53]And whatever you bout we bout it, however you wanna get it we can give it to ya nigga
[02:52.78]Order bitch, ya underdig
[02:54.65]Put ya prints in nigga
[02:56.34]Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and lets roll
[02:58.60](Weezy-talking)
[02:59.29]Let me get it back
[03:00.02]HEY… HEY
[03:00.38](Lil Wayne)
[03:00.95]U sleep in a field fa tryin a dude
[03:02.02]I’ll bust ya head to da meat.
[03:03.71]Turn ya mind 2 food.
[03:05.22]Food fa thought
[03:06.39]THINK!
[03:07.17]I ain’t lyin’ 2 U
[03:08.05]I’ll lie his body in grease
[03:09.44]Set fire to em’
[03:11.01]I’ll tie his body in sheets
[03:12.55]Put tha tires to em’
[03:14.00]Make em’ feel tha Escalade
[03:15.58]Put his feet in tha blades
[03:17.16]DAMN!
[03:18.38]I’m tha heat in tha blaze
[03:19.84]And niggaz keep they ways
[03:21.38]When I’m in tha streets wit Blake.
[03:22.82]Watch…
[03:23.65]My nigga hungry–he’ll eat tha plate
[03:25.56]And if I ask tha homeboy
[03:27.51]He’ll eat ya face(YEA)
[03:29.15]And tho’ he got me
[03:31.15]U can ask
[03:32.03]I’m like a pool table
[03:33.08]I keep tha 8!
[03:35.44]My side pocket–side wayz
[03:37.39]When I pop it
[03:38.32]Leave a nigga side wayz
[03:39.44]Fa five days
[03:40.48]Bird man talk
[03:41.75](Baby talking)
[03:42.83]Yeah nigga, I tell em’, I tell em’ again shorty
[03:44.03]If it ain’t about money get all the fuck from round us
[03:45.58](Weezy -talking)
[03:46.35]Fuck dat… I’m comin’ bak gurl!
[03:46.95](Lil Wayne)
[03:47.77]Check my swag
[03:48.62]I travel light–sound dog
[03:50.41]U play hard and I gravel like ground dog
[03:53.21]I’m under ground call me ground hog
[03:55.64]Lay down laws call me ground law
[03:57.96]But don’t confuse me wit da law
[04:00.02]Naw–but just confuse me wit my paw
[04:02.02]Because I am the Birdman J-R
[04:04.03]I ain’t trippin’ nigga
[04:05.81]I play tha corner like Rip-Kin nigga
[04:07.87]Wit tha 40 Cal Rip-kin nigga
[04:10.42]Rip a nigga
[04:11.53]Flip ya vehicle
[04:13.23]Split ya windshield
[04:14.38]Whack ya baby mama
[04:15.55]But I let tha kid live
[04:17.40]And people say that I am a kid still
[04:20.04]Cuz tha lil’ nigga still ride on big wheels.
[04:23.49]U feelin’ animal then come on and get killed
[04:26.27]This kid peel bandanas like bananas
[04:28.89]Say I’m slight bananas
[04:30.59]I blow a weekend in Havana
[04:32.10]In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch from Savannah
[04:35.13]Man a train couldn’t stop ya man
[04:37.97]I’m man up and U not a man
[04:40.37]Stand UP
[04:41.36]Say I got my land
[04:42.61]I’m tha man of my land
[04:44.14]Call it Lil’ Weezy–ana
[04:45.92]That’s tha new plan.
[04:47.17](Baby talkin)
[04:47.71]Yeah nigga, you bout some money get at me nigga
[04:48.45]Thats the only way
[04:49.68]Dumb shit we bout that get at me
[04:50.84]Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga
[04:52.80]Year of Release: 2004

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