Lil Wayne - Everything I Do lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Everything I Do lyrics

Thank God for the first n***a started trapping Thank God for the first n***a started rapping Thank God for the first girl to start stripping And I'mma have to keep it muhf**ing real with 'em I got a problem with these n***as I got a problem with these b**hes Trigger finger keep itchin' I pull it, I do it Hang up on a b**h, call it crucified Time to go to work, no suit and tie Bumpin' Makaveli, I be trappin' at the telly My n***a did a dime and he back already Got that sack already, man we got them racks already As far as your girl, I hit it from the back already I tried to get a tan, but I'm black already Your pockets on a diet, my pockets fat already Three n***as with me, me myself and I God don't like ugly, you should testify My T-shirt come from Bergdorf I make so much on a verse I take a third off Bird call, swerve off Bust a nut on her, tell her that's a load off Shorty a** soft, like a Nerf ball If you don't like what I'm doing, n***a, f** y'all Thank God for the first n***a started trapping Thank God for the first n***a started rapping Thank God for the first girl to start stripping And I'mma have to keep it muhf**ing real with 'em I got a problem with these n***as Got some problems with these b**hes Trigger finger keep itchin' I pull it, I do it Drank in my cup, hope this sh** don't spill Pull up in the new edition And that's word to Johnny Gill How I come up with this sh** And all these verses that I k** I have no imagination, everything I do for real b**h I'm camouflage down Put your camera phone down If she got an a** and the girl a fan, it's going down I'mma f** you like I've been waiting a century for it Give the p**y up and I'll trade you the memory for it In the bedroom forever That's what her roommate will tell you Man I just hear this sh** and think about what Tunechi will tell you He might call up Patricia She 'bout to call up Melissa Tell 'em come to the cribo And do 'em both, double dribble I'm colder than a hospital She love the dick that I give her Hit her from the front, back, side Twist her like cigarillos I put the gun to the pillow I don't want blood on my clothes Gotta keep that Trukfit fresh Shoutout to all of my hoes Tunechi That's just how my OG would sum it up I been working all winter just to f** the summer up It's just me and 2 Chainz But the chain's never tucked though If you don't like what I'm doing, n***a f** y'all Thank God for the first n***a started trapping Thank God for the first n***a started rapping Thank God for the first girl to start stripping And I'mma have to keep it muhf**ing real with 'em I got a problem with these n***as I got a problem with these b**hes Trigger finger keep itchin' I pull it, I do it Well if you know like I know That p**y pop like pyro And she know I'm a pothead That p**y like a pothole I'm colder than the snot nose Man all these hoes is my hoes and if she bougie f** her once then leave her hanging, dry clothes I just built a cemetery, n***as dying to get in n***as lying, they pretend Don't cross that line its paper thin High as a star, make a wish I'm a shark, I ate the fish I got no heart, I hate that b**h You hate that b**h, well I hate that b**h Will jump a n***a like a chessboard Do a drive by while you're riding on your skateboard They ain't even know it Have Drake sing a song just to get her p**y wet Then I take her to the crib Man f** that b**h right on the step Put it in and take it back out, then I back out Hair weave k**er known to snatch the f**ing track out Put me in the game coach, I'm the antidote Pull up, kick, throw and take the money and the dope True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a boat I am so cold I need a cover and a coat Kick it at the mall, call it football If you don't like what I'm doing, n***a, f** y'all Y'all ready? 1, 2, 3 Right now it's me time A little time for myself, me time Oh yeah, right now it's me time Don't want no one else now, me time b**h please don't call my phone, don't call my phone Said I wanna be left alone, be left alone Please, please don't stop by my home No, no 'cause I feel it's just matter of time Till you people make me lose my mind I'm 'bout to leave this world behind Right now it's me time You need to go kick rocks now Me time

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