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lil wayne - execution style lyrics

hey, yo i don’t give a f-ck who with em
i want em all dead
let the mack eleven conversate with his forhead
i wanna see your thoughs splattas
b-tch i put this uzi in ya mouth
and squeeze the trigga like a fat -ss
shoot em in the f-cking face
chainsaw em down
streets tell em what it is
“execution style”
layin chest down, broke his arms
get his dome too
guess i’ll see ya next life time like “buy-do”
i decorate your f-cking outfit with red dots
no photographers in here
but we specilize in head shots
jae won’t miss ya
mister i’m like adolf hitler
n-gga i’ll shindler’s list ya
goodnight i’ll let the ak long kiss ya
muder all ya loved ones but no one will miss ya
‘course i got mudder money
like we’re sellin blanco
lay a n-gga down pr-nto, execution style

i ain’t grow em soft
i grow loud
neva gave a f-ck, and i don’t give a f-ck now
b-tch n-gga play me wrong
and ima shoot em down
k!ll his whole motha f-cking family
execution style

i ain’t grow em soft
i grow it loud
neva gave a f-ck, and i don’t give a f-ck now
b-tch n-gga play me wrong
and ima shoot em down
k!ll his whole motha f-cking family
execution style

2 cl!ckers pointed at cha 6 pack
cl!ck, clack
turn this motha f-cka to a rib shack
exit wounds to the back of ya head
put the pillow on the barrel
catch you nappin in bed
execution is no resolution
21 gun salute, revolution
i could getcha brains for the low
like i got it from a booster
you p-ssy in the gun, gonna douche ya
catch you waking up while you yawning
the nine with the beam
rise and shine, goodmornin
spaghetti on ya garments
pasta your posture
cook em like a foreman
crack em like a lobster
pop star, mop em
stand on top of em
point blank range till ya not
then i pop em
rock em, drop em

two hallow tips to ya noggin
k!ll em execution style
n-gga no problem

i ain’t grow em soft
i grow loud
neva gave a f-ck, and i don’t give a f-ck now
b-tch n-gga play me wrong
and ima shoot em down
k!ll his whole motha f-cking family
execution style

i ain’t grow em soft
i grow it loud
neva gave a f-ck, and i don’t give a f-ck now
b-tch n-gga play me wrong
and ima shoot em down
k!ll his whole motha f-cking family
execution style

somebody, n0body, yo buddy
nail your head with n0body
oh i didn’t wanna step to me
i’m from the home of the steppers
and no one take time out
i’m like new orleans like weather
every so devious, mean and mischievous
we all gotta eat
and im the mothaf-ckin’ greediest
check my previous, im the hardest
they the easiest
they wanna know what weezy is
and what kinda disease he is
i can’t be cured, ya can’t cure
gotta scope and a red beam for when i ain’t sure
peek-a-boo m-th-f-ka i see ya
you a p-ssy
and i would love to be gonneria
straight run up in your casa tie up mama-mia
let her getchu on the phone
gun will hurt of the ear
i ain’t playing right now
no not right now
i’ll shot you in your m-th-f-kin smile
hahaha

i ain’t grow em soft
i grow loud
neva gave a f-ck, and i don’t give a f-ck now
b-tch n-gga play me wrong
and ima shoot em down
k!ll his whole motha f-cking family
execution style

i ain’t grow em soft
i grow it loud
neva gave a f-ck, and i don’t give a f-ck now
b-tch n-gga play me wrong
and ima shoot em down
k!ll his whole motha f-cking family
execution style

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