oliver francis - weezy x nardis lyrics
[intro: sample]
is that an interview you actually gave with katie couric?
is that an interview i actually gave with katie couric? what’s your name again?
well, that’s not the question
what’s his name?
pete ross
huh?
pete ross
pete ross, that’s a stupid+ass question
[verse: lil wayne]
howdy+do, motherf+ckers, it’s weezy baby
n+ggas b+tching and i gotta tote the
haha! listen close, i got duct tape and rope
i leave you missing like the f+cking o’bannon’s
one hand on my money, one hand on my buddy
that’s the ak+47, make his neighborhood love me
bullets like birds, you can hear them b+tches humming
don’t let that bird sh+t, he got a weak stomach
n+ggas know i’m sick: i don’t spit, i vomit—got it?
one egg short of the omelet
simon says: “shoot a n+gga in his thigh and leg
and tell him, ‘catch up,’ like mayonnaise”; um—
i’m the sickest n+gga doing it—bet that, baby
these other n+ggas dope; i’m wet crack, baby, yes!
get back, get back, boy, this a setback
clumsy+ass n+ggas slip and fall into a death trap
rest assured, i rest in a azure
me and my chauffer gotta
sometimes i gotta let my girl hold the
i think i’m bout to put some pearl on the
yeah! and guess what boy?
you know a n+gga just got papers on the
and i just got off paper for the
now i can go and get some paper with this
what you on?
them boys p+ssy, born without a backbone
and if you strapped, we can trade like the dow jones
wet him up, i hope he got his towel on
i aim at the moon, and get my howl on
some n+ggas cry wolf, i’m on that dry kush
and when it come to that paper, i stack books ha
you heard what i said
i can put you on your feet or put some money on ya head
life ain’t cheap, you better off dead if you can’t pay the fee
shout out my n+gga fee
see, every motherf+cker at the door don’t get a key
you’re outside looking in, so tell me what you see
it’s about money, it’s bigger than me
i told my homies, “don’t k!ll him, bring the n+gga to me”
yeah, don’t miss, you f+cking with the hitman
kidnap a n+gga, make him feel like a kid again
[interlude: sample #2]
maybe you weren’t always that way
but i believe you’re that way now
i didn’t really see it before
i made a terrible mistake
i shouldn’t have hurt you
i should never have broken up with you
i love you, and i understand if you don’t feel the same way
but trust me, i’ll never hurt you again, i swear
young moolah baby
[outro: sample]
did you perform at the virgin mobile music fest in 2008 with kanye west?
i don’t know, but i know i did perform at this bad+ass b+tch birthday party recently. she was crazy, stupid thick
didn’t you win —
i don’t know
the award for best rap album of the year in —
i don’t know
2008 for tha carter iii?
i don’t know
mr. carter, you have to wait until the attorney has finished asking the question please
i’m sorry, that’s my psychic. i’m sorry
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