Wowzers lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Trina)

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

My tongue go brrrrrr!

My dick go pow!

My tongue go brrrrrr!

My dick go pow!

Bitch!

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Lay on the bed, open that twat

I french-kiss that pussy

Like "muah"

Sit on my face, M-U-A-H

Before I eat that pussy, I say my grace

Girl I'm nastier than him

I don't know why you still with him

Beat that pussy, go to sleep

She got that Tylenol PM

Fuck that bitch, until she tired,

'Til she tired like a rim

Give her head like a brim,

It tastes good, m-m-m

Pussy monster in her closet

Full of surprises

I give full body massages

I hope that pussy smell like a violet

I hope that pussy warmer than luke

And sweet as Godiva

Suck this dick and swallow that nut

And call it Peniscolada

Lift up that mini-skirt

That's my dinner, desert

She fell in love with the martian

I said you too down to Earth

Man, these hoes, love Wayne

Got a bunch of dimes, that's chump change

This shit is target practice

And your bitch is my gun range

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

My tongue go brrrrrr!

My dick go pow!

My tongue go brrrrrr!

My dick go pow!

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

Down here waiting for her to cum like payday

I'm hoping this juice

Is sweeter than baked cake

She say it's for Tunechi

She lie with a straight face

But I'm trying to eat healthier

So I ate a veggie

Sucked on that pussy

I feel better already

She said "Tunechi go slower"

And Tunechi went faster

My tongue is a motor

My dick is a NASCAR

Whipped cream on that pussy

Dick head like a bullet

If her hair real I'ma pull it

I hope her ass feel like cushion

I give her wood when we wouldn't

I hope that pussy tastes like pudding

Then I give that hoe the boot

Hold up, let me put my foot in (Tunechi)

Got a sweet tooth

Candy and pussy

I'ma leave that ass smoking like a Amsterdam tourist, man

These hoes, love Wayne

Got a bunch of diamonds

That's chump change

This shit is target practice

And your bitch is my gun range

[Hook]

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

My tongue is a Uzi

My dick is a AK

My tongue go brrrrrr!

My dick go pow!

My tongue go brrrrrr!

My dick go pow!

[Verse 3: Trina]

Lay on that bed

Open your mouth

This pussy so clean

Like soap in your mouth

I do my lil' dance

He scoping me out

If that dick like a tree

Watch me build a treehouse

OK, the baddest bitch in this bitch

Got the fattest clique in this bitch

You might drown

You better start doggy paddling in this bitch

I'm Trin Beam, nigga, queen, nigga

Sleep in this pussy, dream, nigga

I stay on that dick

Like a fucking balance beam nigga

Hair pulled, neck grabbed

Don't fuck with hoes that backstab

Don't fuck with niggas that ain't got shit

If I fucked a nigga, that's my dick

My mouth a jacuzzi

My pussy a safe place

Fuck me 'til daybreak

Then you can go skate

Trina

Hello lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Shane Heyl)

[Lil Wayne (Shane Heyl)]

Cut the fuckin music up (YMCMB)

(GTWYC) Yeah (it's about that time)

(I thought you knew) Uhh!

Yeah (cold mouth gumbo) uhh!

(Bright stretched out) yeah, bitch!

(Shake junt) bitch! (Shake junt) bitch!

(Shake junt) yeah...

Chicken bone, now it's on

Now it's on, dat wishlist, yeah...

[Lil Wayne]

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Can't sleep past 9, we pass weed like time

Over here, money over there

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

Daddy gotta go after that and get his

See you later at the dinner, cry crocodile tears

Don't worry I'll be back, cause the pussy like crack

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like Mac

That's that computer love

And get that pussy when I took her to the funeral

Girl I'ma wear that ass out like a uniform

So ride this dick like a horse turned to unicorn

Phone in her back pocket made the EHHHH

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

HELLO! HELLO!

She said "Oh shit! I ain't mean to call you

Anyway, what'chu doin?"

I said "Nuttin," she said "I know what you should be doin

You could be doin" - open up your legs, walk me through it

(Ain't Too Proud 2 Beg), pssh, nigga please

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

What'chu know about that?

UHH! (Hello!) Yeah!

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

What'chu know about that?

Skate! Smoke!

Fuck! Yeah!

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Can't sleep past 9, we pass weed like time

Over here, money over there

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

Daddy gotta go after that and get his

See you later at the dinner, cry crocodile tears

Don't worry I'll be back, cause the pussy like crack

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like Mac

That's that computer love

And get that pussy when I took her to the funeral

Girl I'ma wear that ass out like a uniform

So ride this dick like a horse turned to unicorn

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

HELLO! HELLO!

She said "Oh shit! I ain't mean to call you

Anyway, what'chu doin?"

I said "Nuttin," she said "I know what you should be doin

You could be doin" - open up your legs, walk me through it

(Ain't Too Proud 2 Beg), pssh, nigga please

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

What'chu know about that?

Yeah!

What'chu know about that?

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

What'chu know about that?

Bitch! Bitch!

Uhh! Skate!

(Shake junt) smoke!

(Shake junt) fuck!

(Shake junt) yeah!!

[Shane Heyl]

HELLO, HELLO [4X]

Don't back up I'm here to save ya

S on my chest like a Superman vest

Shake junt, brother say it again

Shake junt, get buck my friends

Wandering dreaming constantly thinking

Tick tock, SAY HELLO

Tick tock, SAY HELLO - time's wasting!

Had a chance, now look at the mess

Evil thoughts, they run in my head

Get there - while you can

I say get there - while you can!!

Kill it, no you can't, yes I can, pushin

Bout a 50 million skaters screamin FASTER

Green and yellow turn again, let her go, back it up

Boom boom, bring it up, titties from hell!

Swerve swerve, fill it up, miss miss, don't forget

business, don't forget, business, don't forget

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

Chicken bone, not a phone, IS ANYBODY OUT THERE?!

Lay It Down lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Nicki Minaj & Cory Gunz)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

YMCMB, bitches call me Tunechi Lee

I be with niggas that shoot police

I keep that iron, you can get creased

And if she say she didn't fuck, bitch ya lying through ya teeth

They say it cost to be the boss, the ones in jail wish they were free

Niggas call me Hi-C because I'm high as you can see

Niggas say they paid they dues, well I'm checking your receipt

Might as well go stupid since this is a stupid beat

Grab the owl out the tree, and ask that bitch, who but me?

Got ya bitch bent over nigga, hands to her feet

Tell that pig and that cow I'll go ham if it's beef

Cause all my niggas well rounded, don't fuck with none of these square niggas

Mask on, Ghostface Killah, draw down and erase niggas

I'm a blood, is you a blood donor?

Swisher full of that California

I hit it sideways, catacorner

Then she catch that nut like pneumonia

Lil Tunechi

[Hook]

Lay it down ho

Lay it down bitch

Lay it down ho

Lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down

You hoes lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down

You hoes lay it down

Put the money on the couch nigga

Gimme everything up in yo house nigga,

Shut yo mouth nigga

Put the money on the couch nigga

Gimme everything up in yo house nigga,

Shut yo mouth nigga

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]

Start it up, vroom vroom

Uppercut a bitch out the bus, boom boom

Unless I get the brain, poom poom

She let a nigga run and get the gang, run a train, zoom zoom

Tryna get paid too soon, one deep

One sweep away in a room room

We getting money over here, talking shit and fucking bitches,

I don't know what the fuck they doing Tune

My syrup purple, my turf Earth

My birth circle, I'll dirt surf you

I'll squirt murk you, my verse hurtful

My shooters still got curb curfews

Y'all bout as hot as von dutch

Y'all not gon' harm much

Hijack y'all some prom busts

Ain't no retreat but my arms up

We don't graffiti, my bombs up

It's Young Money in this shit until a nigga dead and gone

If you wanna set it off, what you wanna bet it on?

I'm betting the wedding's off when everything is wetted on

Point 'em out, truck ya life

Fuck ya style, fuck with me

You a bucket foul, niggas'll buck ya smile

For a dunkin' pile, you better duck it, pal

[Hook]

Lay it down ho

Lay it down bitch

Lay it down ho

Lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down

You hoes lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]

Shawty, what's yo name?

Is you tricking? Is you paying?

Is you sniffing on that cane?

What the fuck is you saying?

If you getting it, then you getting it

It's my money I ain't splitting it

I ain't tripling it, if she got a fat ass, then I'm tipping it

Come out the bank, bye teller

Give up her money, hi fella

Bad lil' ho, high yellow

Brand new Rollie, sky dweller

Just left from Dubai

Flew private eye

I made a million dollars, swear to God that ain't no lie

Asked if them niggas was poppin'

Fake niggas be watchin'

My black glove be drippin' wet, but I got my Cochran

Losing ain't no option, I'm teaching bitches my doctrine

The Maybach ain't poppin' if it ain't got no partation

Oops I mean partition, it's all a part of my vision

I sit and count this money wile I watch you bitches audition

I said, oops I mean partition, it's all a part of my vision

I sit and count this money wile I watch you bitches audition

I don't give a fuck

You don't hear me, you don't see me.

Bitch you gon' feel me ho

Young Money

Young, Young Money nigga.

Young, Young, lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down

Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down, ah!

Hot Revolver lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne:]

Young mullah, baby

Umm, young mullah, baby

She says, do you have the time

To listen to me whine

She askin' who's on the other line?

You diss me every time

I tell 'em, baby I'm a star

Shit, I'm above a star

And now I done got so high

I did forgotten who you are

(Are, are)

Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh

Ah ah

Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh

Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh

Ah ah

I'm in love with you

But I can't be with you

Tomorrow I'll be back

Up on the first flight

Right up out of town

Young mullah, baby

Hop back in my spaceship

Girl, I gotta drop your ass off

(Oh oh eh eh)

Last night, yeah we were spaced girl

You love it, girl, I gotta take off

(Oh oh eh eh)

'Cause Imma be here next week

So call your company and take off

Oh oh oh, yeah oh oh eh

'Cause she say, "Wayne, Wayne"

So she got me all impatient

Cry me a river

I can hear my conscious

While I say aloud

[Chorus:]

Boy, you got a problem

(Problem)

And you ain't foolin' no one

But yourself

You're like a hot revolver

(Hot revolver)

But you ain't killin' no one

But yourself

[Lil Wayne:]

And so she's gone to party town

On her own

And you go by yourself

So all alone

I told her, I can be with her

But I can't be with her

As much as she like me to

She like me too much

That's the problem

Oh my God, then Shorty be whillin'

And when I say I got to leave

You wouldn't believe

All of the things that she'll do

And all of the things

That she'll say to make me stay

And I be like, 'Damn'

I'll be back someday

But she wanna go with me

To outer space

So we made love in the Milky Way

And then I send her on her way

[Chorus:]

Boy, you got a problem

(Problem)

And you ain't foolin' no one

But yourself

You're like a hot revolver

But you ain't killin' no one

But yourself

And so she's gone to party town

On her own

And you go by yourself

So all alone

My Homies Still lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Big Sean)

[Lil Wayne]

Man fuck ya'll with a sick dick

Semi automatic no click click, we don't feel you

Like an elephant, getting fucked with a tick dick

Little nigga with a thick bitch, and before I fuck this bitch

I gotta put that patch over my third eye, slick rick

Trukfit, t-shirt, talk second, skeet first

Boy your girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first

She give me brain, research, and I prefer reefer

But if you want some coke, that's cool, cause my homies still

(Pump that bass, pump that bass, pump that bass)

Yeah my homies still

Ha ha my homies still

Yeah my homies still

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Big Sean]

OK, my girl's and cars both skirt off

I like the pussy so wet that I can surf off

In the hot spot cause a nigga never chilling

I do it for my niggas, I just do it to these bitches

Boy, I overgrind, overshine, ain't another nigga over Sean

I'm getting paid, it's over time, I'm rolling pine

I'm so divine, I'm west side, west side, dark glasses on

Like I'm going blind, looking like Eazy E, it's just me

And lil weezy wee, get off my dick

Yeah my homies still

Ha ha my homies still

Yeah my homies still

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Lil Wayne]

I'm east side, them haters nodding going west,

My niggas pumping so much bass, motherfuckas going deaf

Weezy F, I'm eastside at them haters nodding gone rest, my niggas pumpin so much bass (pump that bass)

Tunechi, tunechi, tunechi I don't love em hoes

Got so much coke, you gon need another nose man

I just played my hand, but I am not the dealer

You see I got them teardrops, I cry your ass a river

Got that Trukfit t-shirt, listening to Rebirth

I skate until my feet hurt, Hot Boy, free Turk

Pussy for desert, put your hands beneath earth

And I don't sell drugs, but if you need work, my homies still

Yeah my homies still

Ha ha my homies still

Yeah my homies still

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Big Sean]

Wow, ok, boy this is what I do do

Got your sister dancing not the kind that's in a tutu

Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that vodoo

She say can't nobody do it better, I tell her true true, yeah bitch true true

My my my bro bro say, these bitches ain't shit

I got the girl you came with, and the girl she came with

She leaking and dripping, woah there

I might just come slipping and have your misses wanna go missing

And she addicted to my what dick did, boy I get it

(Lil bitch!)

Yeah my homies still

Ha ha my homies still

Yeah my homies still

(lil nigga make my)

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Lil Wayne]

I'm east side, them haters nodding going west,

My niggas pumping so much bass, motherfuckas going deaf

Weezy F, I'm eastside, my nigga Sean from the west,

My niggas pumping so much bass,

Yea

Uhhh

Young Mula

Truk your girl

Shit Stains lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Verse 1:]

Walked in the bank like my shit don’t stank

Bitch, I’m from New Orleans, everybody ain’t saints

Pockets never empty, Weezy F, full tank

Try and check me and I’mma leave that check blank

Tongue kiss that pussy, make that woman have convulsions

I’m in this bitch throwin’ up blood like an ulcer

Real nigga like a motherfuckin’ slave

R.I.P. these niggas, like a page

“Um, hello, how’re you doing, sir?”

Doctor call that MD, that’s mur-der

Bitches ain’t shit, and niggas ain’t neither

Bad bitches, I’ll get “at you! ” like sinus (bless you)

These niggas is fake, like a bosom

And everybody’s on edge until you push ‘em

Ha! But the pleasure’s all mine

‘Cause on my watch, I’m the greatest of all time

[Hook:]

And I don’t know how fake feel, nigga

‘Cause all my life, I’ve been a real nigga

Yeah, all my life, I’ve been a real nigga

Don’t fuck up my night, I’m like “what’s poppin’?”

What’s your friend’s name?

What y’all drinkin’ on?

Come get an oil change, I brought my AK

I’m on my A game, bitch, I’m an A-hole

Leavin’ shit stains… hoe

[Verse 2:]

I’m an asshole, but I don’t give a shit

Like a hard dick, I’m in this bitch

I’m sharp, I’m cold – ice pick

Top off the Maybach – nice tits

I’m from Hollygrove, used to hang with L

I make them bitches… they waiting to exhale

I’m on some gangster shit, knock your head off

Bark up my tree, that’s a dead dog

Where them hoes at? Tell ‘em I said what’s up

I like a shaved pussy, no razor bumps

I got that paper, bitch – come get a paper cut

Don’t gamble in that pussy, not even Lady Luck

I make ‘em straighten up, and fly right

When life hands your lemons, find the limelight

Yeuh… and the pleasure’s all mine

‘Cause on my watch, I’m the greatest of all time

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

I like my alcohol straight, bitch

I can’t stop stunting, I need my brakes fixed

Yeah I’m on that shit, like a fuckin’ maggot

On the road to riches, you niggas stuck in traffic

Stomp a nigga out, keep the party going

Kick them hoes out if them hoes annoying

But if they friends bad, then them hoes could join

I’m ‘bout to shoot a porn, I’m casting Broken Arm

Got money on my mind, pussy on my agenda

I beat that pink pussy magenta, fuck being gentle

Man I’m hard, these niggas is simple, gun to your temple

I smoke ‘til I look Oriental, high as a window

And I broke these niggas like pencils on accidental

Bitch, I meant to, dick in her dimples, lick it, I tremble

I swear, this shit is mental, fuck it, my rent due

I’ll school your ass and suspend you, bitch!

[Hook]

mixtape: "Dedication 4" (2012) (with DJ DRAMA)

• Same Damn Tune lyrics - Lil Wayne
• Cashed Out lyrics - Lil Wayne
• No Worries lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Detail)
• Mercy lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Nicki Minaj)
• Burn lyrics - Lil Wayne
• Amen lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Boo)
• Get Smoked lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Lil Mouse)
• My Homies Still RMX lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Young Jeezy, Jae Millz & Gudda Gudda)
• Green Ranger lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. J. Cole)
• Don't Like lyrics - Lil Wayne
• No Lie lyrics - Lil Wayne
• Magic lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Flow)
• Wish You Would lyrics - Lil Wayne
• A Dedication lyrics - Lil Wayne

So Dedicated lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Birdman)

Uh, She so sophisticated

She’ll catch a nigga nut and then refrigerate it

I wear a rubber and we fuck till we get hydrated,

I pull it out, bust on her face and call her cry baby

I kiss her neck, I kiss her stomach and then I kiss that pussy,

And then I eat it from the back, but I don’t do crack

And then I get this monster hard and ask her where to put it?

She tell me Tunechi hit it raw, I tell that bitch you crazy

Don’t want no HIV, don't need that honey, move to vegas?

It’s YMCMB, the fuckin’ alpha and omega

The presidential Double R, call it Ronald Reagan

I fuck yo bitch we cum together, call that congregating

I be balling on these Niggas, Sports Illustrated

Tough in the streets, but you in a court with a statement.

Ain’t that a bitch? Man, kill everybody but the babies

Give that bitch nigga the blues till he fuckin navy

Uh…

Man I be riding around with that yoppa,

I pop a nigga like..

All you hoes get topless

Suck this dick till its spotless

Too many hoes I got options

I ain't never trippin’, you can ask bitch.

I’ma send em back with her pussy lips looking just camel lips

You fuckin with some real niggas, blow your fuckin head off

They say life is a bitch, I hope that bitch a red bone.

All I know is get money, bitch aint gettin shit from me.

Fuck a six pack, six bullets give you six stomachs

Tell her how that pussy taste

She’s been eating pineapples

Throw it back like a Quaterback

Hit that ass like a Linebacker

Put that pussy on me

We caught up in the moment

AK with a hair trigger

Nigga don’t make me comb it

It’s like a full time job not to kill niggas

Some of my homeboys job is to kill niggas

Yea, cause I’m still on probation

Write yo name on the bullet thats a dedication

4…

Same Damn Tune lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Intro]

Tunechi, Drama, same time

Can only be Dedication

Turn the music up in my headphones

[Verse]

Uh, I’m wildin’ out on my skateboard, she ridin’ dick like race cars

My blunt longer than Spaceballs, I’m gettin’ higher than quasars

I beg your pardon, I egg your noggin, got Nin up in my glove compartment

I’m so short, yellow bus retarded, my flow hard and these niggas coughin’

I’m Tunechi, I do me, smoke doobies, tote uzis

I make that bitch cum ’til she come to a conclusion

I’m illest, an illusion, I got B’s like a student

Bitch I am not a human and this dick is therapeutic

She say, “Tunechi give that dick to me, smoother than a symphony”

Two bad bitches at the same time, symmetry

Murder you no sympathy, got metal like olympians

Tee put the weed in the blunt like a parentheses

Fuck y’all niggas I’m gettin’ me, is you kiddin’ me?

That big booty, them pretty feet

Them swishas’ sweets with that purp

Church – with the preach

That red-boned get licked to sleep, she’ll wake up and get dicked to sleep

Pickled meat, freaky deak, I test these niggas with a cheat-sheet

Her clit look like a jelly bean, I’m on that promethazine

Blow your ass to smithereens, kush strong like Mr. Clean

I’m a king I have a dream, money flippin’ trampoline

Money flippin’ balance beam, fresher than the prince, the king, and the queen

That’s your bitch if my celly ring and I kiss her belly ring

Put that dick up in her spleen, I shine like afro sheen

And I eat pussy, she suck dick at the same damn time

That’s a 69, then pass it to my slime

I’m skatin’ and rappin’ at the same damn time

I said I might retire, but y’all know I be high

I did that time, I paid that fine

Fuck around and go to jail for the same damn crime

For the same damn crime? Na, murder this time

Potato on the end of the barrel, french fries

I’m rich bitch, Trukfit in Macy’s!

And you pussy niggas hatin’ like a racist

Totally dude, I’m white boy wasted

She can’t wait to take her drawers off like braces

Yeah, Scooby got another one, smokin’ on that bubble gum

Two dutch bitches, double dutch, I’m the shit, bubble guts

Nigga get your duffles up, don’t know whether it’s love or lust

Tell that ho to suck it up, she got lips like rubber ducks

That pussy whack, I’m one and done, trouble some I’m troublesome

Got two bitches off twitter, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum

Single ladies, double cuffs, I’m tighter than a cummerbund

Smokin’ on that strong, my blunt a fucking muscle punk

Tunechi

[Outro]

And I’m gone

Hahaha, yeah, Dedication 4 hoe

Future fuck with me!

Cashed Out lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Fuck nigga, them fuck niggas

My blunt bigger than these lil niggas

Keep stuntin with your bitch ass

You’ll get Jacked and Jilled, nigga

Fuck wrong with these sissy niggas?

I’m smoking that Bill Bixby nigga

I’m spendin money, spendin money

Ben Franklin dizzy nigga!

Your bitch on my dick, I told her I was busy

She say “Wayne on me, Wayne on me” cause yo ass need drizzlin’

That pussy came gift-wrapped: bow and a ribbon

And if she bounce that ass then I’m dribblin

That pussy so wet, it turned into a Gremlin

There’s only one me, ain’t no equivalent

She give me brain, brain like trivia

I got a black bitch and a red bitch

I call them hoes Aunt Vivian

Chopper knock your face off

Black shades, Ray Charles

I be killing young hoes

I got your ho up in my graveyard

I ain’t working with a full deck

But I pull out that Ace card

She grab that dick with 2 hands

Like she about to pray for it

Clips hanging, no curfew

Fuck you and who birthed you

I’m shining like church shoes

Birdman Jr.: y’all birdfood

I’m bout it.. I said I’m about to cum

She opened her mouth: water fountain

When I’m on the scene I’m on that lean

Bitch, I’m drowsy

Man, I’m so high I don’t know what I’m laughing about

I got bars, nigga

And it’s happy hour!

[Verse 2]

Riding round with them choppas, not them ninas

Riding around with a bitch named Molly and she on Molly – ha!

Bitch I put my foot in your ass: karate

Man these niggas can’t see me like a diary

Smoke that weed, let’s get irie

Nina shut up, that bitch got a silencer

Top of the gun there is a scope

I close one eye, I look like a pirate, fuck it!

Trukfit my bitch up, Tunechi lee big nuts

I’m getting my dick sucked

I blow weed like it’s dust!

Spacehead: love pussy, hate feds

Just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider

Told her drive it like it got 8 legs

I’m a made nigga: Machiavelli

That Mack-11 necessary

I’m a hard head: I pop the cherry

No pussy, no rats, no Tom and Jerry

They say your friends are your enemies?

Well, my friends are imaginary

I’m the motherfuckin resolution like the 1st of January

My ride cold and my bitch hot

I’m tired as hell but my dick not

I don’t gas no bitch, no pitstop

Smoke Barney and Baby Bop!

Y’all niggas act like lady cops

My niggas smoke like coffee shops

That’s syrup gang, wafflehouse

Gunfight, I’ll knock you out

My bitch titties is poppin out

We poppin up and we get it poppin

Mask on, gloves on

Like Mickey Mouse, clips stickin out

Like Nicki’s ass

Smoking on that sticky bag

Weezy F: I’m big and bad

Small feet, but I kick your ass

I’m the trigger man, that shooting star

Eat that pussy like caviar

She treat that dick just like a straw

How you like them apples, Microsoft?

Now wipe it off..

I do Liv on Sundays: church!

Step off in that motherfucker fresher than some Certs

Uuh! Who the fuck is Stevie J?

I got the ball, playing keepaway

Kidnap your ass, kill your ass

Then hide your ass like an Easter Egg!

It’s Hollygrove to my deathbed

Just make sure my pillow’s fluffed

Hit a nigga with a million shots

What you call that? A million bucks

Good weed, we pass around

Money talks: mine got a nasty mouth

It’s Young Money, Cash Money

Til the motherfuckin day I’m Cashin Out!

Riding round with them choppas, not them ninas

Your bitch wanna come round her where the grass is greener

And if you passing that weed I’m the wide reciever

@liltunechi follow the leader, bitch

No Worries lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Detail)

[Hook: Detail]

You can look me in my face (I ain’t got no worries) [x3]

See the sh-rooms keep me up (I ain’t got no worries) [x3]

You see money right there, yeah that’s Tunechi right there (turn up)

Yeah that’s Mack Maine right there, and we ain’t got no worries

You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there

See them sh-roomies right there we ain’t got no worries

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Tunechi in this bitch, e’rybody should be worried

Them pussy niggas be purring, bitches be digging me I feel buried

And if she make this dick hard, she woke up a sleeping giant

Man your bitch speak in tongues every time we speak in private

Hope your barber shop open cause we got hair triggers

Smoke so much that Smokey the Bear, have to bear with us

And that Jeep with the doors off that means that bitch sleek

All these bitches think they’re the shit, I sent them up shits creek

You see Tunechi right here, give me brain ideas

It’s ok if you turn up just don’t turn off my light years

All I know is I do it what I’m smoking I grew it

These are Blood gang Piru, all rats gotta die even Stewart

On my private jet is my stewardess is your bitch nigga, bitch Nigga

I know gold-diggers and ditch-diggers

You don’t get dissed, you get disfigured

She said sorry I didn’t shave so that pussy is a little furry

I put that pussy in my face I ain’t got no worries

Tunechi

[Hook: Detail]

[Verse 2: Lil Wanye]

We ain’t got no worries

She bad as a hooker, so she ain’t got no worries

She want me to eat her sugar I say why you in a hurry

She say why you asking questions I say bitch you trynna be funny

Now take your fucking clothes off, let me see that donkey kong

I swing your ass back and forth, back and forth on my monkey bars

That camel toe that camel toe, no worries no panty-hose

These niggas falling off like baggy clothes, I smoke more than a magic show

I swear I saw my ho, I swear she was with my ho

You know I fuck them both, sore pussy and sore throat

Bitch it’s Tunechi and I’m out here, no worries no worries

I would talk about my dick, but man that shit would be a long story

[Hook: Detail]