Holy lyrics - lil wayne

 (MonstaBeatz)

I just bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC

Got too much on my mind, hit the blunt and reflect

When I was under arrest, my bitch was under duress

I bet she fucked while I was gone, then I doubled the bet

I smoke weed in Amsterdam and I smuggle the rest

I act like I'm shakin' your hand and you'll get punched with the left

And you can get killed for shit you said under your breath

And if you do choose to bark, it ain't nothin' to a vet

Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas

Yo bitch about to swallow a bunch of me's, nigga

I got a white girl fuckin', suckin' me, nigga

While I'm thinkin' 'bout the days that it sucked to be niggas

Bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC

Nigga, keep your head up like that gun to ya neck

And my bitch was scared to fly 'til we fucked on a jet

Fucked her in the cockpit, all these buttons to press

I just got myself a blonde with the puffiest chest

I just bought myself some time, wrote my Rollie a check

Ridin' in a double R, just regrettin' regret

Getting loaded more than once, no Russian Roulette

I just left King of Diamonds, I just fucked a baguette

I ain't called her since that day, I just wasn't impressed

Bull with a nose ring, startin' a bunch of BS

Hide the gun, knock on your door, dressed like UPS

Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas

I'm a bear coughing up a bunch of honeybees, nigga

Got hoes under me, like a submarine, nigga

Got a bitch with a clit like a butter bean, nigga (Uh)

Bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC (Yeah)

Bought my sons toys and my daughter a pet

Bought my homeboys choppers and my woman a dress

And to catch me if I fall, I bought my mother a net, let's go

Anyone could get knocked off, any bitch could get knocked up

Baby daddy get locked up, sell everything, put the house up

Don't say anything, keep your mouth shut

Except two words and that's "how much"

If I do get out, we're skippin' town

She said what about her mama

I paused

I said, "I gotta do what I gotta

Is you gon' ride with me or you not?"

And she start cryin' and said, "I'm not"

And I paused

I said, "It's probably what's best

Well, I'll be back when pigs fly

So they can't follow me on my jet"

I tell my pilot where to go next

I bring that problem to your doorstep

I catch you slippin' while you tired

Like the road wet, like it's no sweat

I'm Tunechi, hi, I'm here to collect

They wondering why I ain't gettin' no rest

'Cause that's just too close to arrestin'

And too far from "serve and protect"

So, Police, read me my wrongs, or just leave me alone

Rubbing, squinting my eyes, I still don't see where I'm wrong

Sold my soul to the streets, they bought it previously-owned

Went to jail for a Glock and soon as I got home

I went and bought myself a 9 and that new MAC-11

You talk shit at 10:59 and make the news at 11

Bitch, I'm the wildest motherfucker on a team full of rebels

Young, wild motherfucker to a MILF, cougar, leopard

I'm a lion, motherfucker, to these hoes 'cause you can sweat a little

Euro my secret weapon like Mark, Jackson and Stephen

I see plain-clothes pigs and unmarked intrepids

My bitch believe what I say, I told her salt was pepper

I'm cold as malts and metals, sell stolen parts, whatever

Put three holes in your head like a bowling ball, don't spare 'em

And all my niggas in jail, that's bullshit, I smell ya

Remember Destiny's Child? My favorite one was Farrah, man

Bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC

I know you don't want war like you just a cadet

Tell a motherfucker who next, "Motherfucker, you next"

I'm the best rapper alive and they love me to death, bye

Yeah

Fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas