lil wayne - oh let's do it lyrics
“oh let’s do it”
[wayne talkin]
(f-ck dat)..got t in dis b-tch wit me (yea)
5th hit da weed (you got all dat sh-t yea)
i got young money up and now i got my feet up
toon in dis b-tch tell my n-gg-s throw dem b’s up
doin wat the f-ck i want hate me all the f-ck you want
real n-gg-s f-ck wit me and i dont give a f-ck who dont
locked the ceo up and i’m the ceo f-ck!
prison in feburary and i aint in no rush
drink till i throw up n-gg- roll mo blunts
ball so hard man i gotta go pro once
hit him wit da shotgun call dat sh-t da stop b-tton
call me doctor car-ter a.k.a young wild n-gg-
a.k.a. no trial n-gg- ak click clack bow n-gg-
f-ckin wit da kid and u’ll b missin like balow n-gg-
yeaaaa swagga stoopid pack a uzi
100 clips n-gg- dats a movie aim at yo toupe
u sweet as kool-aid creme’ brulay
i’m sharp as blue ray i f-ck her today
then she gotta skate young lupe
i hit the beat hard bobby bouche
i keep them tools on me get da screw face
flowers for da dead here’s a bouquet
lv’s n-gg- on every suitcase
ym n-gg- it’s a new day
we da champions n-gg- hoo-ray
hammer in the louie duff
take a n-gg- b-tch she gave me brains until i knew enough
bullets come too fast to adjust
i dont give a f-ck about my roof dat much
so i put it in the trunk and den da coupe sped up
take da choppa out da trunk and just shoot dat up
im weezy f and da f is for flame
eat dese rappers chef of da game
sh-t on da track sh-t on da train
murder da beat da beat was slain
rest in peace dats a shame he kill anybody song
versatile as f-ck i switch it up like dennis rodman dome
no h-m- you rock and roll rest in peace my styrofoam
now dey wan kno wat i be on
get da f-ck off my d-ck my c-ck my b-lls
b-big money my pockets long new orleans i got my home
and dey got my back pause no h-m- no maricon
smokin on dat private grown it put me were i belong
all about my cheese cheddar mozarella provolone
f-ck her for a hour long let her take a shower gon
sorry baby but i’m in my i don’t wan b by da zone
yeaaa hah ur a groupie get on yo duty
two women give me head call dat two face
b-tch i’m too great take ya food tray i was born on doomsday
uh a-aint no n-gg- like me
wats up to my gang big b’s like a brightland
take a n-gg- b-tch she ride my d-ck like she cyclin
then she can’t walk run or jump like white men
f-f-ck you n-gg-s wan do
no ceilings let the bullets rain on you
weezy f da f is for f-ck what you goin thru
make ya people mourn you haha okay lets do it
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