Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana - Bloody Mary lyrics

(I'ma be alright because Dizzy here wildin')

Okay, time to make my mark
I gave 'em a head start (yeah)
Now I'm on my Nicki shit
I don't need no frauds (Nah)
Time to raise the bar
Rappin' like I passed the bar (yeah)
You would think I ride bikes, boy
The way I handle bars (yeah)
Real niggas in charge
(yeah) , we back for what's ours (Ours)
Poppin' all these blues
I might turn into an Avatar
They ain't wanna see me back, he's back
Human crack in the flesh, sorry
I had to relapse (Sorry)
These niggas weak, whack
I twist 'em like weed wraps
Still on my Nino Brown
Still getting G money on G packs (Woo)
No Stunna Man, bustin' like Duh Duh Man
It's evident these hoes love me
They say my dick is they medicine
Cosby, spikin' gelatin
Still pushin' and pedalin' settling never
I'm like DiCaprio in The Revenant
Still whippin' and stretchin' it, two pots
Ambidextrous
I'm a beast, a dog, I see that money
I'm fetchin' it
Your ho throwin' it at me, I'm catchin' it
Don't check me, go check your bitch
You don't want to get me out of my element
From a tenant in the tenements
To owning my residence (One)
Phone still clicking
I feel like the receptionist
Out of this world, yes, he is
Extraterrestrian (Woo)
My life's a fucking movie, boy
Don't get yourself edited (Out)
I'm like Steph at the free
Throw, that piece blow, i never miss
Taught your girl how to whip the girl
Now she a lesbian (yeah)
You can level up, still won't
Be on my level then, it's level ten
These niggas hot, I must be kettlin'
They don't want the steam
But I know you want the tea
That's your bitch? Why she only fuck
With me? 'Cause I'm ballin', mSG
(Ballin') roof missin' on this whip and
I need two kitchens (Two)
Your bitch say I'm number two, yeah
Too different (True)
Weakest get bagged, start singing, yeah
Loose lippin' (Loose)
Tell the DA I ain't never
Been no stool pigeon (Never)
Won't catch me in no club
Unless my tool get in (Ever)
Be smart, 'cause Bounce, he a fool with it
It's on, say it's on, I'm 7-Eleven with it
That's twenty-four seven with it
Wherever, whatever with it, yeah
(Wherever) your mama gon' need a church
With a reverend in it
Just pray it's a heaven in it, and
Hope that they let you in it, yeah
Boy, I expose the truth in lies (Yup)
Cross me and get crucified, no shootin' five
War's on, that bazooka rise, get neutralized
Shoot five times five, watch you divide
In a sheet like the
Sheik ridin' through Dubai (Yup)
Game back in a chokehold, the noose was tied
(Ayy)

Suicide, it's a suicide
Tell 'em seek and you will find
'cause I'ma lose my mind kick a nigga ass
Then give him my shoes to shine
It's do or die
I come from where we used to crime
The Uzi 9 more important
Than school supplies, the pools is dry
My niggas and the food is fried
The news is lies
The pigeons is too spooked to fly
The rules denied
All the toughest goons is mine
That's Tunechi's slimes
They kill you and go do the time, we unified
Young Money revolutionized the new design
We had to leave the
Flukes behind and supersize
The numbers through the roof and sky
Don't look too surprised
Look through the lines
We makin' moves and strides
Grooves and vibes i'm too alive
These hoes need to be supervised
They put on a cute disguise
You grooms is blind she get dick and an Uber
Ride, number two with fries, i'm pimpin'
Now, who am I? I'm who and why
I'm rude and kind, my cars are computerized
I'm cruisin' by, smokin' blunts Ruben size
You fools can try, these
Tools getting utilized, you euthanized
Brrt, skrrt, shoot, then drive
Now, who survived? We comin' back to rewind
I'm usually high, sippin' on the Houston wine
Feel humanized, I want my throne to recline
Jackie red, Julie blonde, they Cuban fine
I bruise they spine
I leave and they snooze 'til nine
Superglued to the grind, my crew my tribe
These bitches try to divide, we too divine
Got the drugs to provide the coolest highs
The greenest green and the white
With the bluest eyes
The syrup and the juice collide
The two combine like suit's and ties
Magic, poof, goodbye smoke good weed
It's bloody mary if you fuck with me
Yeah, them boys back around
Bitch, we ride, then fire it's do or die
Smoke good weed
It's bloody mary if you fuck with me
Yeah, them boys back around
Bitch, we ride, then fire it's do or die
Smoke good weed