Lil Wayne - Megaman lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne - Megaman lyrics]
Only two years old when daddy used
To bring them hookers home
Looking like my grandma
My niggas got that ammo
We jack-son and then light up the L, Samuel
Tunechi in this bitch, nigga
Y'all niggas bitch niggas
Rats gon' rat, and snakes gon' hiss, nigga
Baseball rich, nigga
Do this shit for all my homies
Where them bad bitches at? Come and
Put that pussy on me
Tunechi, you a murderer, boy
You just be killing shit
Yeah, you know that money talk
I am the ventriloquist
Tranquilizer in the trunk, put
Your ass to sleep, man
Birdman Junior, got the world in my wingspan
How you niggas want it? Have it your way
Burger King
I get deep in that pussy, dig her out
Surgery
Fucking with a real nigga, fucking right
Certainly
Break in your fucking home, take your life
Burglary whoa, nigga, die slow, nigga
For dear life you're holding on, En Vogue
Nigga unload, nigga, reload, nigga
Tools on deck, Home Depot, nigga
Well, if life is a bitch
Then mine a gold digger
Yeah, and all my bitches nasty
Like a cold dinner
Every day I go so hard and work my ass off
I'm good, I'm 100, like a fastball
It's Carter IV
Yeah! Ugh!
I'm going back in, man yeah
We get fuck y'all money
How you wanna play it?
That AK sleep on the side of my bed
That's one eye closed, one eye open
Your cap get peeled, like ibuprofen
I'm sick, I'm ill
I ain't the nigga to fuck with
It's a crazy world
And life is shorter than Bushwick
Young Money, man
We got this shit by a land slide
Boy, I send them Bloods at your ass
Like a tampon
Uptown shit, wet the whole party
Weezy gon' ball, bal' like Steve Harvey
The heater, I'ma tuck her Tucker like Delores
That's my word, word like thesaurus
I don't see no future in your fronting
I be stunting hard
Rap game dependent on me, like a bungee cord
Fear nobody, but God almighty
Shoot that motherfucker 'til I get arthritis
I'm a beast, I'm a ass, I'm ahead of my class
I'm a diamond in the rough
Like a baby in the trash
I don't talk it, I live it I paint a picture
Vivid and them pistols popping
Like they sitting in a skillet
I go so hard, go so mean, I'm so New Orleans
Told the judge I couldn't budge
It was him or me
Forget the bullshit and remember me