Lil Wayne - MegaMan lyrics

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Lil Wayne - MegaMan lyrics

Faded off the kush I'm gone Only two years old when daddy brought them hookers home Looking like my grandma, my n***as got that ammo We jack son then light up the "L", Samuel Tunechi in this b**h n***a, y'all n***as b**h n***as Rats gone rat and snakes gone hiss n***a Baseball rich n***a, do this sh** for all my homies Where them bad b**hes at come and put that p**y on me Tunechi you a murderer, boy you just be k**ing sh** Yeah you know that money talk, I am the ventriloquist Tranquilizer in the trunk, put your a** to sleep man Birdman Junior got the world in my wingspan How you n***as want it? Have it your way, Burger King I get deep in that p**y, dig her out, surgery f**ing with a real n***a, f**ing right, certainly Break in your f**ing home, take your life, burglary Whoa n***a, die slow n***a, for dear life your holding on En Vogue n***a Unload n***a, reload n***a, tools on deck, Home Depot n***a Well if life is a b**h, then mine a gold digger And all my b**hes nasty like a cold dinner Everyday I go so hard and work my a** off I'm good, I'm one hundred like a fastball It's Carter Four, yeah, ugh (I'm going back in man, yeah) We get f** y'all money, how you want to play it? That AK sleep on the side of my bed That's one eye closed, one eye open Your cap get peeled like I-B-Profen I'm sick, I'm ill, I ain't the n***a to f** with This a crazy world and life is shorter than Bushwick Young money man we got this sh** by a land slide Boy I send them bloods at your a** like a tampon Uptown sh**, wet the whole party, Weezy gone ball Ball like Steve Harvey, the heater I'm a tuck her Tuck her like D. Lawrence that's my word like, word like the-saurus I don't see no future in your fronting, I be stunting hard Rap game dependent on me like a bungee cord Fear nobody but God almighty Shoot that motherf**er till I get arthritis I'm a beast, I'm a a**, I'm ahead of my cla** I'm a diamond in the rough like a baby in the trash I don't talk it, I live it I paint a picture vivid And them pistols popping like they sitting in a sk**et I go so hard, I go so mean, I'm so New Orleans Told the judge I couldn't budge, it was him or me Forget the bullsh** and remember me

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