Lil Wayne - Jumpman lyrics

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

[Lil Wayne - Jumpman lyrics]

T! Where Hoody at?
No Ceilings

Woo, one xan, one xan, one xan, lord
I'm tryna cut back hold up, hold up
Where my cup at? My bitch got that comeback
Woo, real one from the jump, man
I'm killing the Jumpman
I ain't got no ceilings, no need to look up
Man (uh uh)
AK, AK, AK, street-sweeper, no dustpan
(bap bap) been a stuntman since a young man
Extra gun if one jam (bap bap)
Stuntman since a young man
Extra gun if one jam
On my Carter 5 shit, this one for the thumb
Man yeah, this one for the duff bag
Yeah, this for where I'm from at
Yeah, my goons break in
Your house like BruhMan yeah click-clack
Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam
Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam, gun-Blam
Shh silence on the gun
I go Silence of the Lamb
Ooh I'm up man, up man
Them Viagras got me up, man
And we pull up, man up and dump and dump
And dump then scrrram
Screech! The harder I fall
The farther I reach
The water might fall, but life is a beach
When my number’s called, I get out my seat
When my niggas ball, I give em my speech
You might hit a wall, or end up like me
You might have to crawl, but get up like me
And you bite before bark, never I before we
And you pray before eating and
You lay with your heat
And you stay with your heat and
You lay on your mink
Bitches lay at your feet and
You play with your kids
You don’t play with these niggas
Don’t play on these streets
I don’t play on these beats
I don’t play bout my money
You heard what I say, no replay, no repeat
Don’t be playing with me
Don’t be playing with we
I don’t play with no Wii, I’m OK, I’m OG
I’m OJ on these beats, I OD on these beats
I'm M-O-B-B-B-B on these streets
Say what you say
You don’t be on these streets
Cause if we see you, it’s on S-IG-H T
Belie'e that, Tunechi

One xan, one xan, one xan
All I need is one xan
Knock me out like punch bag
Got me slump like humpback (gone)
Muddy-muddy-muddy, I just drunk a mud bath
Muddy-muddy-muddy, I need me some mud flaps
(sippin) real one from the jump, man
Real one from the jump, man
(real one)
On my Carter 5 shit, this one for the thumb
Man (ayy)
Money long, I got that money tall like Kazam
(Shaq) i just popped a combo
Ain’t talkin' McDonald’s (medicine)
I just popped a bottle
Ain’t talkin' no liquor (medicine)
I’m talking Actavis
I’m talking to the sippers (pour up)
I’m talkin to a stripper
She gon let me pimp her
You talkin to the police
So that’s who you tippin'?
Ohhh, that’s a no no, that’s a no no, ohhh
Had coke since Polo and Girbauds (yeah)
Had coke since Arsenio
White girl, Marilyn Monroes, Demi Moore
I’m in LA with my skinny hoes
But their faces look like centerfolds
I've been taking all these chemicals, damn
Now they faces aren’t identical, damn
Watch these niggas turning into hoes, bop-bop
Watch me turn a nigga into smoke, bop-bop
Watch me turn a million into four, voilà
Watch me turn Miami to NO, uh huh
Watch me turn the sand to some snow, uh huh
In a Phantom with Chinchilla floors, drop-top
Hit Atlanta like Gorilla Zoe
Holla at my baby mamas, I love them the most
Shout out Lauren on the West
She playin' her role (Boogie)
Literally, on the set, she playin' a role
(Boogie) niggas really rep the set
We stay in our mode (turned up)
Spiritually I’m just blessed
I pray for my hoes (amen)
Tunechi hoppin off the jet, G open my door
(thank you)
Spittin since Das EFX, my flow in control
(skibbidy)
Pimpin since Das EFX, my ho in control
(pimpin) and I just popped a combo
Ain’t talkin McDonald’s
Niggas hear that click-clack, ooh ooh
I know I'mma get my shit back, ooh ooh
We aiming this thing at your body
We aiming this thing at your nose
Hollow tip bullets, blue tip bullets
Well, you’re gonna get shot with them both

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