Sup guys? Finally decided to work on a new mixtape.
Titled "Red Lipstick" (cover in sig) drops 10/13/10
only tracks heard so far, are Right Above It & I Just Want It All
and heres the new single "Wifed Up The Paper"
Let me know what you think, and I'm still doing collabs.
Thank you.
Download/Stream: http://hulkshare.com/ye5jm1uepdlo
[Chorus]
Oh my fucking god, I'm too fucking hot
Don't know how much money I got, I just know that it's a lot
I got haters, but I replace them haters with fucking paper
I just need to marry money, I love to be fucking paper, the paper
[Verse: 1]
Big paper, nigga I'm talking journal type
Been the shit, you should've seen me and the urinal's fight
I shine in light, but I sparkle in darkness
Still aint signed, but these labels be calling me often
They like the flow, like the way I do the shit
And you don't need a lie detector to know that I'm true to this
Bitch I'm like Ludacris, move, get out the way
Killed your fucking beat, and your producer isn't Dr. Dre
Talk the talk, then walk this way
Escort these crooked niggas to my office straight
His mouth cut the cheese, I'll cut off his face
You say you lost in the music, bitch I'm lost in space
I'm out this world, I wear NASA boxers
Once again I'm the shit, nasty boxers
I just pass the offers, I don't need shit
Hip Hop aint dead, nigga she just need dick
No homo
[Chorus]
Oh my fucking god, I'm too fucking hot
Don't know how much money I got, I just know that it's a lot
I got haters, but I replace them haters with fucking paper
I just need to marry money, I love to be fucking paper, the paper
[Verse: 2]
Yeah, so let them know I got dough for days
I swear they paying me for nothing, I'm overpaid
Living life in shade, got the money running from me
They say life is a bitch, well I'm just another puppy
Bark bark bitch, meet me at the park bitch
Kill ya, leave ya body in a lot, no parking
Money, yeah I know I got a lot, no talking
You know that big bank by the lot, I just bought it
My wordplay insane, my lyrics need a medic quick
Rappers say they sick, well take this verse like it is medicine
Rapping nonstop, got me feeling like a veteran
If I see money, I'm going to jack it, Letterman
I swear I'm in, like Sarah Lyn
Bread like Sarah Lee
And no I'm not the dark, but still got these niggas scared of me
I'm the head of me, nobody ahead of me
You on level three, well bitch I'm on level infinity
[Chorus]
Oh my fucking god, I'm too fucking hot
Don't know how much money I got, I just know that it's a lot
I got haters, but I replace them haters with fucking paper
I just need to marry money, I love to be fucking paper, the paper
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...tml#post258772
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...ust-began.html
Titled "Red Lipstick" (cover in sig) drops 10/13/10
only tracks heard so far, are Right Above It & I Just Want It All
and heres the new single "Wifed Up The Paper"
Let me know what you think, and I'm still doing collabs.
Thank you.
Download/Stream: http://hulkshare.com/ye5jm1uepdlo
[Chorus]
Oh my fucking god, I'm too fucking hot
Don't know how much money I got, I just know that it's a lot
I got haters, but I replace them haters with fucking paper
I just need to marry money, I love to be fucking paper, the paper
[Verse: 1]
Big paper, nigga I'm talking journal type
Been the shit, you should've seen me and the urinal's fight
I shine in light, but I sparkle in darkness
Still aint signed, but these labels be calling me often
They like the flow, like the way I do the shit
And you don't need a lie detector to know that I'm true to this
Bitch I'm like Ludacris, move, get out the way
Killed your fucking beat, and your producer isn't Dr. Dre
Talk the talk, then walk this way
Escort these crooked niggas to my office straight
His mouth cut the cheese, I'll cut off his face
You say you lost in the music, bitch I'm lost in space
I'm out this world, I wear NASA boxers
Once again I'm the shit, nasty boxers
I just pass the offers, I don't need shit
Hip Hop aint dead, nigga she just need dick
No homo
[Chorus]
Oh my fucking god, I'm too fucking hot
Don't know how much money I got, I just know that it's a lot
I got haters, but I replace them haters with fucking paper
I just need to marry money, I love to be fucking paper, the paper
[Verse: 2]
Yeah, so let them know I got dough for days
I swear they paying me for nothing, I'm overpaid
Living life in shade, got the money running from me
They say life is a bitch, well I'm just another puppy
Bark bark bitch, meet me at the park bitch
Kill ya, leave ya body in a lot, no parking
Money, yeah I know I got a lot, no talking
You know that big bank by the lot, I just bought it
My wordplay insane, my lyrics need a medic quick
Rappers say they sick, well take this verse like it is medicine
Rapping nonstop, got me feeling like a veteran
If I see money, I'm going to jack it, Letterman
I swear I'm in, like Sarah Lyn
Bread like Sarah Lee
And no I'm not the dark, but still got these niggas scared of me
I'm the head of me, nobody ahead of me
You on level three, well bitch I'm on level infinity
[Chorus]
Oh my fucking god, I'm too fucking hot
Don't know how much money I got, I just know that it's a lot
I got haters, but I replace them haters with fucking paper
I just need to marry money, I love to be fucking paper, the paper
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...tml#post258772
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...ust-began.html
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