lil wayne – don’t like lyrics
don’t like
girls that don’t do girls, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
lickin’ them out, b-tch eatin’ her out, that’s that sh-t my girl like
i’m layin’ back with my feet up, bad b-tch: d cups
all i had was one mile and she took half: prenup
i just licked my thumb and thumbed through that p-ssy like a catalog
all my n-gg-s wanna f-ck, and she gon let us like a salad bar
yeah that’s right, real sh-t
murderer i kill kill
cash money, cash cow that never cry over spilled milk
i’m way high on the highway, my girl call to get my lies straight
my machine gun go “brrrrr” like i got that b-tch on vibrate
n-gg-s think they hot, i cut off the hand they fan with
call me dmx, cause i keep me a bad b-tch
t called some of them hoes up, marley g roll up
i’m gettin’ bread like cold cuts, she suck d-ck till her nose run, yeah
a rich n-gg- that that sh-t they don’t like
all you n-gg-s p-ss-es, naw none of yo p-ssy’s tight
gettin’ head while i drive make me run lights
these hoes wanna ride my d-ck you gotta hitchhike
no lie, i’m f-ckin’ b-tches and gettin’ paid
she suck my d-ck for 60 seconds and swallow all my minute maid
no lie, i’m gettin’ paid and f-ckin’ b-tches
the feds on me, gotta switch plates:
in the streets we call that washin’ dishes
left hand on that steering wheel, right hand on the nine-milly
t-roll my blunt long as a lifespan then i kill it
eatin’ p-ssy, tongue kissin’ and all that
she ridin’ a n-gg- so fast, my d-ck feel like it’s been carjacked
two guns drawn, art cl-ss, what that is thats y’all -ss
mo money, mo money, we gettin’ mo like tall gr-ss
we are not one and the same
blood is the game, you run in my veins
i bagged your b-tch then f-ck her
now come get your b-tch from baggage claim, n-gg-!
dr. carter, f-ck her harder
all my homies bald, n-gg-
and guess what? i’m the barber
i’m too high if i come down my fat pockets my shock absorber
like hang gathers i’m a diaballer, you flamin’ f-ggots put him out with water
ugh! see that’s that sh-t i don’t like
knock off your whole left side, now you all right
yeah white diamonds, vanilla ice
my n-gg- tunechi, yeah that n-gg- nice
dedication 4, ho
(my n-gg- tunechi, yeah that n-gg- nice)
cb f-ck with me!
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