lil wayne - we don't lyrics
[baby – talking]
ay shawty, you know what i’m sayin’
some n-ggas palms be sweatin’
some n-ggas palms be itchy
it don’t matter, a n-gga just gotta get it
you know what i’m sayin’, n-gga
we built this sh-t from the ground up
n-gga, the carter, n-gga
you what i’m sayin’
we been around the world gettin’ money n-gga
we been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
every project, n-gga
we worldwide hustlas, n-gga (belie’ that b-tch)
you what i’m sayin’
lets get them n-ggas, lets ride shawty
[baby]
indictments, got us conspiracy for murders
five young n-ggas uptown servants
word, they bird curvin’ for servin’
look, the worstest of the worst is shootin’ out like they george gervin
b-tch, and we was raised in these war times
jail also made men in these hard times
and don’t cry i’mma get mines so pray for me
i’m on the block on the grind, mama pray for me
so n-gga respect my g, respect my grind
n-gga respect how i eat, respect my mind
n-gga respect this heat
when these n-ggas out of line, n-gga we dress up and creep
whoa, shawty i’mma blow they whole block
f-ckin’ with a soldier, mastermind his own plot
third ward survivor, uptown madness
k!llin’ is a hobby, jackin’ is a habbit, b-tch
[hook]
we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gga we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gga’s sh-t up if n-gga is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby
c’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gga we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gga’s sh-t up if n-gga is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby, c’mon
[lil wayne]
the murder man, picture me lurkin’
right up behind ya curtains nine’s squirtin’
and you could hear it when it’s hurtin’
but if i hear him hurtin’ i’ll walk over and merk him for certain
i took over the circus
cause i’mma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface
i walk around, fo’ pound and surface
to spin ya -ss around in circles, you urkel
blood run up out ya earth now you purple
your homeboy get it first, but you worst so
now you headed to the skies above
and i’m go and get high with ya b-tch in the club
yeah, life’s a b-tch and death’s her husband
and you gonna have to meet up if you keep on f-ckin’ up
and you gonna have to meet us if you keep on f-ckin’ up
but you don’t want see them cmb blood knuckle up
[hook]
we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gga we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gga’s sh-t up if n-gga is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby
c’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gga we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gga’s sh-t up if n-gga is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby, c’mon
[lil wayne]
shoot him in his head so he remember
because of that mama i’ll be gone ’till november
i be back next winter in a hummer on spinners
them n-ggas on the block say them boys gon’ get ’em
but them n-ggas on the block don’t know the toys come with him
tell ya boy come and get me if i go he goin’ with me
i’m hoping y’all feel me, i told y’all what the dealy
ya open up ya face i’mma open up the semi
i open up ya kidneys now ya floatin’ up the missi-
ssippi, river n-gga play with deep water now ya swimmin’
silly, you play with me, carter, now ya missin’
really, i shoot ya in ya head and make you feel it
and even though i be the man with the milli’s
when the sh-t go down i be the man with the milli’s
beef cranberry on the ceilin’
this is the carter, b-tch welcome to my buildin’ c’mon
[hook]
we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gga we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gga’s sh-t up if n-gga is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby
c’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gga we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gga’s sh-t up if n-gga is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby, c’mon
[lil wayne – talking]
wish a n-gga would say something, gotta
standin’ right here, guns up boy
weezy f, birdman
holla back
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