Lil' Wayne Verse 3
I split swishas with my thumb, slime
And they say numbers don't lie, 'cept one time
Young Tune, got goons on the frontline
These hoes tryna get on like they unsigned
Side step, counter, right, left, punchline
Real niggas don't do sit-ups when it's crunch time
Get high, sing songs on my gui-tar
Got ya girl on my dick like a see-saw
My son tell his friends "Daddy Got A Racecar"
T Roll blunts longer than a Space Bar
Dread head, high socks, with some Vans on
Bullet hole bigger than the Grand Can-yon.
Neptunes on the beat, Norey, what it is.
Chop body parts off, stick 'em in the fridge
Yeah, kiss my ass under the mistletoe
Young Money, motherfucker, if you didn't know.
I split swishas with my thumb, slime
And they say numbers don't lie, 'cept one time
Young Tune, got goons on the frontline
These hoes tryna get on like they unsigned
Side step, counter, right, left, punchline
Real niggas don't do sit-ups when it's crunch time
Get high, sing songs on my gui-tar
Got ya girl on my dick like a see-saw
My son tell his friends "Daddy Got A Racecar"
T Roll blunts longer than a Space Bar
Dread head, high socks, with some Vans on
Bullet hole bigger than the Grand Can-yon.
Neptunes on the beat, Norey, what it is.
Chop body parts off, stick 'em in the fridge
Yeah, kiss my ass under the mistletoe
Young Money, motherfucker, if you didn't know.
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