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Saturday, September 3, 2011
Lil Wayne - Blunt Blowin Lyrics
Lil Wayne - Blunt Blowin' Lyrics
[verse 1]
i live it up like these are my last days
if time is money, i’m an hour past paid
ughh, gunpowder in my hourglass
niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag
yeah, i put it down like my hands hurting
i’m on a natural high, but i land perfect
some of us are lovers, most of y’all haters
but i put up a wall, and they just wallpaper
so love or hate me, i stay hate-free
they say we learn from mistakes, that’s why they mistake me
i got some weight on my shoulders, to me it’s like feathers
all hail weezy, call it bad weather
i stick to the script, i memorize the lines
life is a movie that i’ve seen too many times
you’re on the outside looking in, close the blinds
and they say never say never, but fuck your nevermind
i’ve been gone too long
i’ve been gone too long
true or false, right or wrong
hello weezy, welcome home
[hook]
blunt blowin’
polo draws showin’
i don’t give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
with my teeth glowing, i’m on my ? boeing
you don’t need a bus pass, you need to bust yo ass nigga
blunt blowin’
polo draws showin’
i don’t give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
with my money blowing, don’t matter i got more and
you don’t need a bus pass, you need to bust yo ass nigga
[verse 2]
stunna, i got em, i’m back on them bitches
all about my riches, my name should be richard
cut the bullshit out, i’m ample with the scissors
life is a choice, and death is a decision
times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch
i still got the vision like a line between two dots
young money’s eating, the label getting fatter
and yea, the tables turned, but i’m still sitting at em
i’m a bad motherfucker, cuz the good die young
everybody selling dreams, i’m too cheap to buy one
man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb
shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don’t hum
big money, big money, deep pockets
money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
bunch of bloods, you could call it bloodclotting
east side, ?
[hook]
blunt blowin’
polo draws showin’
i don’t give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
with my teeth glowing, i’m on my ? boeing
you don’t need a bus pass, you need to bust yo ass nigga
blunt blowin’
polo draws showin’
i-i don’t give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
with my money blowing, no matter where you going
you don’t need a bus pass, you need to bust yo ass nigga
[verse 3]
light that ashton kutcher, i’m a limit pusher
y’all dead meat, and me im just a butcher
i do it for the money, man i am such a hooker
and freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her
you can look into the future, its right behind your eyelids
but i don’t wanna know, cuz shit i like surprises
why that, why this, why you on that why shit?
motherfucker ask me why, i say ym
beach bum, call me ocean drive slim
drop the top, look up and make the sky grim
young moola, skinnies and some supras
belly of the beast till it pukes
motherfucker
[hook]
blunt blowin’
polo draws showin’
i don’t give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
with my teeth glowing, i’m on my ? boeing
you don’t need a bus pass, you need to bust yo ass nigga
blunt blowin’
polo draws showin’
i don’t give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
with my money blowing, no matter where you going
you don’t need a bus pass, you need to bust yo ass nigga
[outro]
i’ve been gone too long
true or false, right or wrong
[x3]
hello weezy, welcome home
it’s young mula, baby
Lil Wayne - Two Shots Lyrics
Lil Wayne - Two Shots Lyrics
[verse 1]
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
it's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
i could probably do better, but probably's like never
i'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser
goons in this bitch, leave a nigga on a stretcher
it's all there, papa, you ain't even got to measure
laughing at how my old bitches look jealous
well what goes around comes around: propellers
money over bitches - mob, goodfellas
cut her ears off, ain't shit she could tell us
write your name on the bullet, that's a fuckin love letter
if i ain't a trending topic, i'm a fucking trend-setter
[hook - lil wayne]
i'm on 2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
it's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
i could probably do better, but probably's like never
i'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser
[verse 2]
if you're scared, go to church, mason betha
sometimes the paper chase could be like chasing a leopard
the pussy wetter, wetter than it's ever been
but she gone probably try to cross the line like a mexican
i ain't on that bullshit
shawty fine as fuck though, now she kiss me on my neck
i hope she ain't cut-throat
cut down on the syrup cause it made me fuck slow
shoot so many times i'mma choke off the gunsmoke
life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
pay me no mind but i don't have change
i cock back and aim at your membrane
broad day, no mask, close range
you can get 2 shots from wherever
you can get 2 shots from whoever
it be like a puzzle tryna put you back together
i should probably do better but probably, whatever...
[verse 3]
your bullshit is stinking up the place
me no tick (jamaican)
can't let these bitch niggas slide and touch base
i make her cum so many times, call her "nutcase"
it's young money baby, take your clothes off
give me them three holes: bowling ball
2 shots of whatever
keep them bitches coming and she can get whatever
i'm on 2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
it's like tug-of-war, tryna pull myself together
i could probably do better, but probably's like never
i'm a pimp under pressure, leave my money on the dresser
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
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