lil wayne - get silly (remix) lyrics
[lil wayne:]
weezy f b-tch, i’m tired of ya’ll hatin’/
i know ya head hurtin’, you tylenol taking/
motherf-ckers i’m a man, just ask ya ol’ lady/
like a true gentleman, i’m after yo lady/
i’m a m-ssacre waitin’ to happen f-ck all this rappin’ boy/
i’ll get the cap’n and leave u with holes like a napkin mane/
he gon need a napkin, no a band-aid, no a d-mn grave/
i am rampage jackson on a rampage step in my cage/
picture on my page, print it in a best book/
come up out my left pocket with a left hook/
mama said knock ya out, money made me block ya out/
i got the game on lock, and i locked ya out/
my jewelry singin’ like a opera house/
i bought that drop top ‘phantom of the opera’ out/
get silly that’s stupid man/
never save a hoe she better ask soulja boy to superman/
you can bet when i say polo down from head to feet/
polo horses on my sheets, i get that from pimp c/
tall cup of dj screw, sittin’ on a pint of big moe/
sharper than a tac hoe, you can keep the tic toe/
yea, red scarf on my neck/
red diamonds lookin’ like red barf on my neck/
ugh
tell my ‘b’s, n-gg- ‘su woop’/
cause i be with more ‘b'(eans)s than juju/
big bro, i’m a big dog/
and i don’t mean fleas when i say i’m ticked off/
n-gg- i don’t never scratch/
and if she throw that p-ssy, big dog fetch/
paper soldiers on some sketch that sh-t/
i’m a draw that pistol and make yo chest a tablet/
you are just a tad bit and i’m a whole lot/
young money motherf-cker but the money so not/
[gudda gudda:]
sick with it hard body like iron mike/
my flow is c4 i drop bombs like dynamite/
ya’ll n-gg-s is sweet, yeah sweet like mike ‘n’ ikes/
bob barker with the ‘vanna white’ cause my ‘price is right’/
hit the club n-gg-, then i leave with two dikes tonight/
let my n-gg-s cut ’em up, then gon’ get a slice tonight/
n-gg-s peep my wrist game, they can see my ice is right/
blind everybody in this motherf-cking spot tonight/
superman, blowing on a swisher full of krptonite/
got the wolves with me, hear ’em holla in this b-tch tonight/
n-gg-s say they hard body but i can’t tell/
n-gg- you can get your sh-t cracked like a crab sh-ll/
you want war with the boy so be it/
we in all red like the f-ckin’ soviet/
army
rush a b-tch n-gg- if he talkin’ crazy/
hit ’em in his left like have him walking crazy/
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