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lil wayne - started lyrics

[verse 1]
y’all don’t want no problems up in here
these n-gg-s wear dresses and y’all call me weird n-gg-?
go in n-gg-s’ pockets while we here
what kind of cologne do you wear because all i could smell is fear n-gg-
y’all don’t want no problems up in here
boy i’m from new orleans where the dope fiends kill n-gg-s
brains came out his f-cking ear
i got a full clip, i empty the whole thing up in here
now i’mma keep a pill and a blunt
i might p-ss the motherf-cker but most likely i’mma flunk
tell my b-tch i could do bad on my own
she say “you gon’ miss me n-gg-.” i say “b-tch the deal is done”
i ain’t drove it look better in the driveway
married to the mob, man you n-gg-s just some bridesmaids
b-tches give me head instead of playing mind games
tattooed tears for my homies, it’s a cryin’ shame
you could get a don p bottle to your face
n-gg-s just construction workers, trynna build a case
males shouldn’t be jealous that’s a female trait
why your b-tch blowing me up? if i answer, i deflate
motherf-cker i’m like,
y’all don’t want no problems up in here
i f-ck her ’til she cry, make that ho drink her f-ckin’ tears
knowing that ho, she’d swallow more than tears
then her homegirl came in the room and volunteered
man, dreads hanging out the ski mask,
run up in your house, the couch potatoes getting mashed
run up in the kitchen get your stash out the oven
you wonder how we know? stop talking while you cuddlin’
ain’t nothing like some p-ssy when you going through something
just called a bad b-tch, i said i’m going through something
bugatti sitting still, look like it’s going 200
p-ssy n-gg- keep your mouth closed like you chew onions
mother f-cker i’m like,
y’all don’t want no problems up in here
rather be judged by my jury, not a jury of my peers
and i got some kush to hide in brazil
and we only selling what the boat bring here n-gg-
y’all don’t want no problems up in here
cause i got shooters on the roof like some f-cking reindeer
and i’m probably with the model of the year
i’m about to go pac with the nose ring up in here
uh, lifestyles of the rich and famous
young money motherf-cking entertainment
and y’all know miley got the chopper up in here
yeah, me, myself and i, the f-cking three musketeers
smoke like i f-cking disappeared
i check your p-ssy -ss, and wait for it to clear n-gg-
tunechi, everybody know your name like cheers, n-gg-
started from the bottom now my whole team here n-gg-!
tunechi!

[outro]
yeah, d5.
whatup five?
worry bout me, give a f-ck about you
just as a reminder to myself
i bust every single nut in her motherf-cking mouth
i’m like, know that ho gon’ swallow more than tears…

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