Lil Wayne - The Blues lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne - The Blues lyrics]
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?)
They don't even much understand this (Uh, uh)
Look- now when I crawl up out the
Rove' I got quarters and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes
I'm drunk and blowed
And I done told them boys if
They play I dump their mothers
Now they findin' niggas everyday
Slumped in gutters
I come through on the block strapped
Bumpin' Bubba for the summer in a
Bright orange pumpkin Hummer
Stumblin' from the Courvoisier
And lots of hay
And make me run in your place
And take your pops away
See, they got niggas in my hood
Who can't cop the yay
So I can get it understood
And have you chopped today
And not to say I could even
Hit your block and spray
And try to knock all the
Bone structure out your face
Stick a potato on the head of my nine
It's deadly quiet
Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig
The plan is to take everything
And kill 'em all
Young or old, nigga, big or small
Ain't nothin' nice
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in
The back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block
I come to give 'em the blues
Look- now we all do dumb things
Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to
Be one of 'em
I'll murder his father right in front of him
None of 'em are ready for
The trouble I'm 'bout
Pull up in a bubble, hop out
Then let a couple pop out
I got two double Desert Eagles
Bustin' at your peoples cussin' at polices
And roughin' up your nieces
See me just off the meters
Don't leave without the heaters
Believe this
My nina's got more shelves than Adidas
You see the slick jackin'
Believe it's Glocks and millimeters
Run up on your family and pop your senioritas
A lot of Hennessy, just twist that lil' baby
Damn, them hollow tips just
Missed that lil' baby
This is definitely, step to me
Get a hysterectomy
Technically I'll murder anyone
Who disrespectin' me
Seventeen Carollton, mess with me, I bury one
Three-eighty, I carry one
Come to kill up everyone what!
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in
The back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block
I come to give 'em the blues
Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Weezy cock
And niggas be like Q Tip
Cause they breathe and stop
Believe or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die apple and Eagle
That be's the block
And he's so hot that four
Hundred degrees the spot
And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop
I grease the Glock
The scope with the beam and dot
And I'm hangin' out the
Beamer top releasin' shots
Follow me, everybody in the family die sourly
Niggas drop hourly ruinin' your economy
Liquor power me
Now there's nothin' that can bother me
Creep up in your window
While you're sleepin'
Take your child with me i'm wild
And Wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman
Slide up in a blue truck and
Shoot-up a whole lot of men
A lot of heat, a lot of fire
A blazer like Stoudamire
Ride around your neighborhood and you wake
Up with bodies by your house
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in
The back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block
I come to give 'em the blues
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?)
They don't even much understand this (Uh, uh)
Look- now when I crawl up out the
Rove' I got quarters and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes
I'm drunk and blowed
And I done told them boys if
They play I dump their mothers
Now they findin' niggas everyday
Slumped in gutters
I come through on the block strapped
Bumpin' Bubba for the summer in a
Bright orange pumpkin Hummer
Stumblin' from the Courvoisier
And lots of hay
And make me run in your place
And take your pops away
See, they got niggas in my hood
Who can't cop the yay
So I can get it understood
And have you chopped today
And not to say I could even
Hit your block and spray
And try to knock all the
Bone structure out your face
Stick a potato on the head of my nine
It's deadly quiet
Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig
The plan is to take everything
And kill 'em all
Young or old, nigga, big or small
Ain't nothin' nice
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in
The back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block
I come to give 'em the blues
Look- now we all do dumb things
Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to
Be one of 'em
I'll murder his father right in front of him
None of 'em are ready for
The trouble I'm 'bout
Pull up in a bubble, hop out
Then let a couple pop out
I got two double Desert Eagles
Bustin' at your peoples cussin' at polices
And roughin' up your nieces
See me just off the meters
Don't leave without the heaters
Believe this
My nina's got more shelves than Adidas
You see the slick jackin'
Believe it's Glocks and millimeters
Run up on your family and pop your senioritas
A lot of Hennessy, just twist that lil' baby
Damn, them hollow tips just
Missed that lil' baby
This is definitely, step to me
Get a hysterectomy
Technically I'll murder anyone
Who disrespectin' me
Seventeen Carollton, mess with me, I bury one
Three-eighty, I carry one
Come to kill up everyone what!
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in
The back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block
I come to give 'em the blues
Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Weezy cock
And niggas be like Q Tip
Cause they breathe and stop
Believe or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die apple and Eagle
That be's the block
And he's so hot that four
Hundred degrees the spot
And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop
I grease the Glock
The scope with the beam and dot
And I'm hangin' out the
Beamer top releasin' shots
Follow me, everybody in the family die sourly
Niggas drop hourly ruinin' your economy
Liquor power me
Now there's nothin' that can bother me
Creep up in your window
While you're sleepin'
Take your child with me i'm wild
And Wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman
Slide up in a blue truck and
Shoot-up a whole lot of men
A lot of heat, a lot of fire
A blazer like Stoudamire
Ride around your neighborhood and you wake
Up with bodies by your house
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in
The back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block
I come to give 'em the blues