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LIL WAYNE lyrics : "Shit Freestyle"

[Hook]
Sorry for the wait ^!$$%
Glock forty for them fake ^!$$%s

Throw a party every day ^!$$%
That's an ordinary day ^!$$%
Bad (*##$ in mi casa

No mi casa is su casa
My choppa go doom-da-da ay-ay-adda


[Verse 1]
Tunchi (*##$ on my Future %#@!
I'm too legit I sleep on a crucifix

I wake up cranky turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my (*##$ and buy orange juice and grits
Oozie clip I need another oozie clip

I shoot to kill these #~!!@ ^!$$%s shooting bricks
I'm too for real your head just a souvenir
She want to get it off her chest but her !@(& too big

I'm bumping Carter V on an Ipod
My (*##$ mad as hell cause it ain't out yet
She said "soon as these ^!$$%s hear your new %#@! they gon' have to give their styles back"

I say "you too crazy" she said "you too humble"
I say "you too baby" she said "you too sweet"
Then I ask do she go both ways

She said they so say love is a two way street
I say ooh
Talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty talk dirty to me

Treat that girl like cuisine she gon' want to shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum I gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt never dirt on my knees

I'm just serving these fiends
I sell birds to the bees I sell birds to the trees
"Tune I heard you don't sleep" I'm allergic to dreams

I don't twerk but I tweak for that purp for that pink
Ya you see what I'm saying like you heard what I see
I'm a verbal disease I'm allergic to me

Been a turd on these streets since my curtains were sheets
Chefs on these beats I'm just stiring the grease
And (*##$ you in love when she working for me

I personally get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my two fingers I'm at peace
Word I smirk when I squeeze

Trigger smart street smart I'm a nerd I'm a geek
I'm absurd I'm unique
Did my time at Cash Money time served and release

But this agent ain't free word
That's just word on these streets
But that %#@! is old news that %#@! yester-week

I'm just focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi you good" I'm like Bob yes sire
Don't, I mean don't, don't question me let me breath

Dawg, big dawg, I @@#! back and shoot at your fleas
Money long tree trunk, now stand under me catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees but repeat what you heard you a dead parakeet

This Tunechi (*##$ your (*##$ Tunechi's (*##$
I $#&@ her on the balcony we watch the moon eclipse
We do the usual %#@! she gon' need lube for this

Cause I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world she like the view and %#@!
From up here everybody look the puniest

The !@%!e got her all exuberant
She doing lines like a movie script
But these are true events lord

I'll kill a ^!$$% right now, I'll put a ^!$$% lights out
Then put a ^!$$%'s body in an ice box
With holes in his body like socks

These ^!$$%s softer than, these ^!$$%s softer than nylon
So keep my name out your mouth I hope it taste like [?]
Looking up to the skyline

Thinking to myself you only live twice slime
And mother$#&@ you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate [?]

We put your $$# on nigthtline
I'm on the grass like a python
These ^!$$%s looking at me

These ^!$$%s looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline but they never try mine
Spinning like I'm sipping cyanide
Why my (*##$ sipping Mai Tai but she [?]
And I'm so sorry she said don't be sorry

Then she said don't apologize for %#@! cause you the %#@! and we know the Carter V the %#@!

[Hook]

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