lil wayne - david banner lyrics
[intro]
chrome on the monster
leather intestines
with a top model
and the contestants
i’m a rottweiler
yes i’m a rock ‘n’ roller
it’s weezy f-ckin’ baby
yeah straight up out the stroller
[verse 1]
chrome on the monster
leather intestines
with a top model
and the contestants
i’m a rottweiler
yes i’m a rock-n-roller
it’s weezy f-ckin’ baby
yeah straight up out the stroller
i’m higher than the solar
system
marley twist ’em
i’m like macaulay culkin
i was rich when i was p-ssin’
on myself, i’m ballin’
you n-ggas haterholics
i’m just the recipe
so you can save the garlic
i’m like a set of keys
i’m bout to get it started
i smoke them beverly
hills, from california
them b-tches after me
so i put that paddle on ’em
she rode my d-ck
and said she shoulda put a saddle on him
i watch out for them snakes
listen for that rattle, homie
and i ain’t got a clique
i got a cattle, homie
what up five
kickin’ back just being boo
i’m talking foreign money
like a european dude
yeah i’m heavy, man
so you should reconsider
i hit you one time
f-ck up your equilibrium
i got rhythm
yeah, i got soul y’all
i travel all around the world like a postcard
my flow cold
f-ck around and get a cold sore
i got this b-tch on lock like a closed door
weezy’s real, them other n-ggas folklore
i’m connected, i got more hoods than a coat store
i’m successful, i got more sh-t than you can hope for
and i got through that water like a boat oar
young, carter the name
baby boy rising like hot water and ‘caine
[bridge]
whip it, stretch it, and flip it
re-up, stretch it and flip it
re-up, stretch it and flip it
re-up, stretch it and flip it
[verse 2]
re-up
we up in the club, we up in the club
money running like water, b-tch get up in the tub
i’m up in the club, she up in the club, he up in the club
now she can’t leave so we f-ck in the club
am i lucky or what
playboy rabbit
and i like big tongues, like skateboard fashion
i got more girls than the playboy mansion
i bet i serve ’em up like my name pete sampras
and a n-gga drink like the late fred sandford
and a n-gga smoke like there is no cancer
and i know this world is so cold and deceivin’
but i keep my head up like my nose is bleedin’
yeah, and until that chosen evenin’
i’mma be screaming apple and eagle
yeah, that’s right, apple and eagle
hollygrove 17, i won’t leave you
nope, and this is just the preview
but i am already working on the sequel
f-ck with me wrong
i’ll f-ck with your home
like a letter to the wife saying your husband is gone
like muslim i’m calm
but like muslim i’ll bomb
and beat the track up like a hundred arms
i’m funky like underarms
the engineer’s recording a thunderstorm
my hunger forms
then ring the alarms
tha carter 2 was nice
but the third times a charm
[outro]
weezy f-ckin’
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