made me And the only language I speak is fuck you pay me Bitch [Chorus] X1 [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Bad up, bad man no take my daughter Hear gunshot army don't make my
my Styrofoam, Now y'all know what I be on, Get the fuck off my dick, my cock, my bone Big money my pockets long New Orleans I got my home, And they got my
'Cause I'll box you in your muthafuckin' mouth Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick Attempted murder
even my shadow's jealous? My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come
a fiend One last kiss from my sweet serpentine Eliminate, break navigate to rejuvenate Thoughts of suicide with my nickel plate Reconciliation came from my
gettin' bored dealin' with him I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin', thug lovin' And I know you're gettin' bored dealin' with him I know you miss my lovin', my
to my battle cry My battle cry Listen to my battle cry My battle cry One, two look at the telly They drew my picture with Bob Marley They probably wanna
murder Always look a man in the eye before you kill him It had to be a murder Always look a man in the eye before you kill him It had to be a murder
always safe to pray And try to do my best to understand he write a rhyme away I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
on ski trips, I am the d, Come and make an observation And it seem like the murder rate is higher than the population, Damn, I bet you just as sweet
so, I drove her home when she died, sexy suicide. Sweet nothings for the norm, you feel where I'm coming from? Have no fear everything's fine my girl
dark so I drove her home when she died, sexy suicide Sweet nothings for the Nam, you feel where I'm coming from Have no fear, everything's is fine, my
] Geto Heaven Geto Heaven Geto Heaven, yeah, yeah Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my
Take me into the night, I'm an easy lover Take me into the fight, I'm an easy brother I'm on fire Burn my sweet effigy, I'm a road runner Spill my guts
shit - you get blowin up When my razor touch ya head, neck and face And I'ma give you that shot, rest in peace [Chorus] [Hook] [Benzino] I spend my
[Beyonce] Sweetness flowing like a faucet, body bangin' no corset Brother's wanna toss it but they lost cause my game ain't no forfeit Slicker than a
your family crying for you like Argentina, Mira Sweet dreamer like Nas, my entourage is thick Camouflaging this bitch, so God forbid you start some shit My
your peoples lack the charm or persona The sound of my chrome be bangin' from home to Arizona My gun be clickin' like your chain on my neck, claim my