Lil Wayne - Long Time Coming (Remix) lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Long Time Coming (Remix) lyrics

Back door back room young n***a still switchin Young n***a still pitchin, naked b**hes in tha kitchen Wishin that i'd kiss em but i just missed em Get my money then i dismiss em Little Marley still said trippin He gotta bigger pistol now He say he aint missin You cant miss him He's tha skinny fellow with tha dreads High yellow red thats always my blood So we forever bled You aint gotta go upstairs You know whats up there b**hes and cookware Hell yea f** yea You know you smell that c**aine tough air Its been a long time comin But I come up fair I aint conplainin I'm Hydroplainin Let Capo smash tha plantiff Now I'm over tha sink Tryna think and find tha kinks To strengthen Italian links There is no Brinks No alarm just guns weed triggers and b**hes The thicker the b**hes Tha bigger tha brick is Yea n***as on some b**h sh** but(CHANGE GON COME) And when it do you betta get wit it Tha Carter 2 triple exquisite So bring ya friends on ya next visit Lets get it The living room still gotta bunch of youngins in it waiting on tha blunt to hit it And trill comin wit it And blake probably in the basement on his calisthenics And Tez probably in the office bein a mathematician Thats caddy corner to my bedroom Lady in it Who only wants Weezy Baby in it Yea maybe when I finish makin dis bu*ter I'll touch ya But I cant love ya I aint Usher I'm far Southern Aw brother You could call the authorities Got ya wonderin how money got the law ignorin me ha! Like I aint bringin four a week And I need more streets The house need sheet rock You could hear it all tha way down the block When you sleep not We at work Pops No stopwatch Aint no clocks up When you leave all you gotta do is Put tha pots up We eatin cheese and bread we stocked up So you could put ya eggs and tots up Its not us When I wake up I pop up Anotha day anotha dollar b**h holla this time I've exercised my power So now I'm singin in tha shower A lil deodorant Lil Howard Johnson Forty bags of powder Get tha keys off the counter I walk out tha door And smell a flower Now I'm about to go Get into this album WELCOME

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