LIL WAYNE lyrics : "No Lie (Freestyle)"
[Intro]
Hey turn the music up
It sound like I'm loud as $#&@ and the music's not
I don't like that
[Verse 1]
I am sippin' on that lean, don't bring me no bottles hoe
I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove
Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama
Bad (*##$ at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh
Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
I'm sittin' on these mutha$#&@in' millions like a beanbag
$#&@ you, don't judge me, drug me then love me
Eat me some #~!!@ when I got the munchies
I'm trippin', tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie
Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet
That's no lie, I'm so high, you #~!!@ $$# ^!$$%s Massengill
I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel
Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup
Pass that weed around like some $#&@in' hors d'oeuvres
Man I'm %#@! faced and your (*##$ facin'
She high too, $#&@in' right
My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, $#&@ All Night, ugh
Yeah, I'ma let that breathe
Let that breathe
[Verse 2]
Uh, ^!$$% I $#&@ed that (*##$ that's with ya
And she send me naked pictures
If I was you I wouldn't kiss her, you know why?
You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad (*##$es say word
You ain't never jocked no ^!$$%, you ain't never sweat no ^!$$%
Yeah, you don't want none of these ^!$$%s
(*##$, I ain't one of these ^!$$%s, ho
I be doin' my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring
We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range
$#&@ your feelings I'm feelin' me, you want real? That's real as me
Mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say ?Dick for free?
All my homies ride or die, all my (*##$es ride or die
I look her #~!!@ eye-to-eye then suck that mutha$#&@a dry
Yes Lord
Yeah and she say ?Yes Lord?
Yeah, Dedikation 4, hoe
Scoob in this (*##$ with me?
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