Mack Maine, Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda - My Reality lyrics

Lil Wayne

Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Mack Maine, Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda - My Reality lyrics]

Ayo Tim, I like this
I told you I’m on some other shit check it

My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got your dream girl riding in your dream car
She wants me, she wants me plus I got it all
Bitch tell me what you don't see

I got 25 lighters on my dresser
Got the girl and a girl to undress her
My guitar strap is leather
My life is better than ever
I got women all up in my condo
And my drug dealer comes pronto
Got a registered pistol in the console
So, so, don't try me now
Don't try me now (now)

Yeah just riding feeling lovely
You can hate but your girlfriend loves me
Yeah I'm too G like a Gucci belt


Hot Gudda baby girl
I can make your coochie melt
I keep your lady wet like she took a dip
And if you looking for her
You can follow the drip i'm slick like Rick
The ladies pulling my wrist
I just walk in the spot and out with my pick
I'm gone like a trip with
A nice thick redbone
On the phone getting head, call it headphone
Pimping all over like Ludacris
These hoes love me
I'm wanted like a fugitive (hahaha, yeah)

My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got your dream girl riding in your dream car
She wants me, she wants me plus I got it all
Bitch tell me what you don't see

What do you not see? You must be blind

My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got your dream girl riding in your dream car
She wants me, she wants me plus I got it all
Bitch tell me what you don't see

What you need, contacts?
Tell me what you don’t see
What you can’t tell
I’m everything that he won’t be
Talking about your boyfriend
Bitch you need a man friend
Even when you ain’t sittin' down
You can’t stand him
Dirty dick bandit, luxury car whipper
Crib on Dolphin Island
Backyard full of flippers
This is my reality, your man just be dreamin’
Wake up in the morning
Bedsheets full of semen
I mean he’s wet dreaming
While me I really do it
Coulda, shoulda, woulda
Baby girl you shoulda knew it
And fuck the paparazzi
I don’t ever kiss and tell
I’ll be your genie out the
Lamp or your wishing well
I’ll be your fishing pail and you
Can be my yacht buddy take you from A-Z
I’ll connect the dots hunny
Day viewers got money, baby cause I got money
I like it the B-5050, what you got for me?
It could be some bread
Nah it ain’t gotta be cash
I’ll take a little head or
I’ll take a lotta ass
I’ll take a friend or two
We can have a 3D weedy
I could toss you a Gudda Gudda or Lil Weezy
Weezy or my nigga Peedy Weedy
Or my nigga Tity Tity
Fuck you on the hood of
Red strip and green Lamborghini
Go head and take this x-pill
That there buck you up
Probably have you walking round like "Damn
What the fuck"
Lady in streets but in the sheets
Girl you such a slut
Smash you on a top bunk
That’s a banger uppercut
And everyday we do brunch
Everyday we do lunch you do me, I do you
Baby we could do us and I
Ain’t gotta say no more
I don’t talk too much thus far
Phew I feel like I’ve been
Trying to sell a car is you buying?
Haa, cause I ain’t got no
Time for a test drive do you want to go with
Me to the final frontier?
Don’t you see, I have everything but fear
This is not a dream, no this is real

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