Lil Wayne - Hardbody lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne - Hardbody lyrics]
The Fuck Was I Thinkin? Drought 3 Bitch!
Yeah Let Me Light My See Through Blunt
Whatchu Kno Bout It? Get It!
Weezy's The Name moneys The Game
Already!
Hard Body Muddafucka Got The
Heart Of A Killer
Young God In Da Buildin Bout
To Start A Religion
Bout To Call Bin Laden Up
And Order Some Missles
Brang Em Straight To Ya Block And
Go To War Wit You Bitches
If U Hit The Head Then
The Rest Fall In Position
Shoot A Nigga On His Porch And
Make Him Fall In His Kitchen
Copped A Big Boy Porsche
Wit All The Specifics
And I Keep That Torch Baby Call Me Olympics
Red White Blue Pills Flippin
Skills Like Gyminsts
And Neva Give A Bitch Money Blood Or Kidneys
When The Gun Goes Pow I Be At The Finish
Wit My Medal Round My Neck
Autograph On My Tennis
The Land Of Da Murder Dope Crack And Syringes
Pull Up On Ya In Da Coupe
How Fat Is Ya Engine
Neva Talk To Those That Sat
On Dem Benches Boy
I Was In Da Game On 4th And Inches
These Niggas Want The Business
Imma Give These Boys Da Business
See U Fuckin Wit Da Boy That
Told Yall Ta Fuck Christmas
Got All These Hoes Trippin
Got All These Hoes Strippin
No We Ain't PSC But Them
Bitches Know We Tippin
I Juss Bought A Pint And
Ain't None Of Yall Sippin
Make My Friends Buy They Own Fuck
Im Tired Of Being Friendly
Ain't Gotta Lie Juss To Try To Be Wit Me
Bitches Up In Heaven Waitin At The
God To Be Wit Me im Crazy For Being Wayne Or
Is Wayne Juss Crazy
I Been Around Im Still Around
Like Them Geico Cavemen
Hairpin Trigga No I Won't Shave It
I Spot Hip Hop In The Ocean Im Gonna Save It
The South Is So Dirty Bitch U Can Bathe It
Hollygrove Dawg And I Feel Like Matin
Babygirl Yo Pussy Lookin So Vacant
And Its Fuck You And Fuck
Georgia Bush Not Makin
Fuck Waste Deep Im In Ova My Head
But Its Cool Imma Make It Im Good Like Meagan
Your Girl Want Me To Come Ronald Like Reagan
Your Boyfriend Is Softer Than A
Carton Of Eggs And
I Don't Fear Nothing But God And Weddings
At The Top Of My Paper
Like Im Starting A Heading
My Homie Santana Yea Das My Ace
But You May Know Us As I Can't Feel My Face
Yeah weezy Bitch
Don't Give A Fuck Bout You At All im Paid
Been That Way For A Long Time
Looks Like Imma Die Like That
Cus If Ain't Imma Juss Die haha
Yeah See They Don't Kno Where I Came
From But They Kno Where Im Goin
And I'll Tell You Juss How The
Top Feels When Im On
In The Game Im No Cheetah Imma Tiger
Imma Cougar Imma Panther Imma Bengle
Ocho Cinco im Illy Shirt Softer Than Gillie
In A Pair Of Gucci Flops
Feelin Free-er Than Willie
When Dem Niggas Left I Got
A Little Bit Chilly
But I Juss Let It Burn Like
The End Of The Philly weezy!