Lil Wayne - Bill Gates Remix lyrics

Skinny a** pants Fresh pair of vans If you n****s keep trippin' n**** share an ambulance Throw up blood with my hands My gang poppin' n****s smoke that kush and not that reggie For you name droppin' n****s All day I do it I do it like Tony Got a sign on my dick that say "bad b****es only" I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt Man I'm on that patron, f*** with me wrong and get murked Got a silencer on the gun, that b**** go 'pu' Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b****es do too Yeah all my n****s nuts and I'm a loose screw B**** I get big bucks pockets on Bruce Bruce Yeah I talk that s*** b**** I got bread, b**** I got toast Welcome to the murder show I am the muthf***ing host They call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the f***ing most I'm at their throats until they choke The God has spoke I need a smoke man(smoke break) Now let it breath to em, Yea [Chorus] It goes all these b****es and n****s still hatin' I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gates Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later Yeah life is a b**** but I appreciate her man All these b****es and n****s still hatin' Yea I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gaten' Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later Yeah life is a b**** but I appreciate her man Yea It go dark a** shades, I can't see them haters Now eat these f***in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter Dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White I'm high all day, you can call that s*** a long flight Every nights a long night, every day is a holiday I can f*** the squares now do that mean I'm out of shape Yes I talk s***, got to defecate to conversate Weezy f*** the world, yup I f*** it till it ovulate, Get her to the crib get in that p**** and just dominate Weezy F baby and the F is for fornicate Polo Ralph Lauren b****, yeah that's what my pajamas say Big tall gla** of some s*** you can't pronounciate Beaucoup in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face Still I do not give you mother f***ers the time of day Pistol in your mouth I cannot make out what you tryna say And if they want a war, then tell them mother f***ers bombs away man [Chorus] All these b****es and n****s still hatin' Man I used to be ballin but now I'm Bill Gaten' Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later Man life is a b**** but I appreciate her man Let it breath to em, Just let it breath to em Yeah, ha ha Young mula baby Young mula baby Young mula baby Just let it breath to em