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LIL WAYNE lyrics : "UOENO"

Uh, I'm flying private through Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm Einstein
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so tired of ballin'

Yeah, Only selling work to them workaholics
Got guns bigger than you !@$@, I don't $#&@ with new ^!$$%s
I blue's your (*##$ $$# hopes somebody give you rhythm

I got animal all in my flo'
Take your shoes off at the door
^!$$%s feed these (*##$'s lies, ^!$$% don't food poison my ho

I buy my drugs for the low, like a coupon on at the store
My ^!$$%'s like Kanye with that good
My ^!$$%'s like Lou Rawls with that blow

^!$$%s be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then those fools goin' see you choke
I saw yo' (*##$ and she said, she tryin' to move on and let go

Boy I get up in that #~!!@ and hit her with moves you don't even know
^!$$%'s be trippin' over these ho's, I done came too far to get close
I've been outchea gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf

If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat
^!$$%'s be lukewarm at the most
And when I'm through ballin' I coach

Shout out to my ^!$$% Mack
Gettin' his boo on in that Ghost
I'm still coming off the top of the dome but it be on a tombstone if I wrote it

Tunechi

My kids already rich and they don't even know

These ^!$$%'s sayin' they playa's, they ain't even scored
My (*##$ rolling my weed, she don't even smoke
Everybody following me, I ain't even Moses, ^!$$%

Uh
My cologne illegal in nine countries
I found a way like it was hiding from me

Yeah, my weed good, my sex better
(*##$, don't text me no long letters
I'm ahead of the game, I need a blowjob

Most of these ho's ain't got no job
And these ^!$$%'s goin' buy em' everything
You goin' $#&@ around, and get the ho robbed

I'm ahead of the game, I need a haircut
Used to hug the block, I mean bear hug
And tell them rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums

I woke up this morning, dick rock hard
Dick harder than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this %#@! for all my ^!$$%'s

Her mouth, #~!!@, or $$#hole, life is full of hard decisions
If she ain't $#&@in', she get the boot
Let me write this (*##$ a parking ticket

Ain't got time for love life
All I know is get paid
I'm high like Bonjour

Twisted like french braids
I got my own shoes, SLIME
T, I feel like MJ

I'm working that graveyard shift, man these ^!$$%'s been dead
Uh
I feel asleep in that #~!!@ and I didn't even know

I woke up and acted like I didn't even know her
Yeah
Don't $#&@ with these $#&@ ^!$$%'s, you already know us

I'm looking for that loud pack, weedman bring the noise
Yeah
Pass that weed to the next ^!$$%

Blunt longer than a tongue twista
Ho's want this scud missile
I'mma ball, like Crystal

Lil Tunchi Li, young sex pistol
New money, no wrinkles
I'm hard headed, Ocho

Dedication Cinco
Uh


What up 5?
Rocko $#&@ with me!
Yeah!

Future $#&@ with me!
Yeah!
T, I feel like MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man these ^!$$%'s been dead
5!

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