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lil wayne - xannies & coedine lyrics

[intro: lil wayne]
gudda, get me that xanax
hurricane game, lex luger

[verse 1: lil wayne]
weezy up in this b-tch, y’all n-ggas can’t breathe
finna put a stamp on your b-tch, bring in the stampede
y’all just f-ck n-ggas, only real n-ggas f-ck with me
here to paint the town red, h-llo it’s the martian
your now in tune wtth tuncehi, it’s weezy f carter
one shot from the glock turn a bum n-gga to a martyr
blood gang b-tch, all my n-ggas spartans
they p-ssed off like bladders
weezy f for fireman, she all up on my ladder
pop that p-ssy, mama come up to daddy
my guns talk, b-tch i’m speechless
she sucking d-ck all night, y’all n-ggas a bunch of f-ckin’ leeches
cash rules everything around me, y’all n-ggas cream and peaches
tired of the bullsh-t, all i hear is screeches
my b-tch say she miss me, that’s a misdemeanor
these n-ggas fed up, p-ssy all i’m eatin’

[hook: game]
came through in that phatom, n-ggas swear i was styles p
y’all a bunch of f-ck n-ggas, told y’all not to f-ck with me
50 bands in my pocket, next stop k.o.d

[verse 2: gudda gudda]
rich gang up in here, all i rep young munna
gudda gudda, straight up out that gutta
real n-ggas talking, i tell that b-tch shut up
we ain’t hollywood, we hollygrove
catch me down in cali, all my n-ggas got calicos
high roller n-ggas, that’ how we roll

- lil wayne lyrics

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