Lil' Wayne lyrics

Lil' Wayne lyrics

"Come On lyrics"

A Whiter Shade Of Pale lyrics
We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kind of seasick The crowd called out for more And the room was hummin' harder As the ceiling flew away And when we called outfor another drink But the waiter brought a tray And so it was later As the miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Turne

[Verse 1:]
where my niggaz at, it's play it raw time baby
load up the guns guerilla war time baby
light up the blunts, light up the block time dawg
choppers with drums, ozzee's, and glock time dawg
whoever he with, they better stay cause they to nice
and whoever and hit, jump out the window and get it right
then we run in his house and hit the body and haul them out
then we empty the clip and let the Lord sort em out
bust it really, it ain't no stopping me cause i hang up to that ville
and now i'm tieing on my bandanna and i'm cocking back
jump out the Hummer and say lil shorty wear your stocking cap
dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50 round drums
hit your daddy, you suki, you son, your wife and move your momma
Ain't Nothing Wrong lyrics
[Verse 1] You comin off innocent actin all nervous and Girl I can tell that you been here before By the way that you block you ears and the way that you bite your lip Girl you a trip [Hook] And I know that your lovin when hittin it feels like forever when we're doin it ooh ooh aah aah Damn i like it and it dont really matter when we're doin it
cause i'm off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil tec and i'm bout to knock off your brain
tell em'

[Chorus:]
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

[Verse 2: (B.G.)]
If drama come to me then it come
for that i got two glocks and a k with a drum
that's what i ride with not what i got got ducked off
the mac, sweeper, the six shot, pump that sawd off
i got the tillery when beef kick
i got soldiers ready to march when that beef start
i got niggaz be in that zone on that herion
i got niggaz ready to kill when shit get real
i got niggaz that play all out akirts of the fieldH.r. lyrics
Pit Passarell - Felipe MachadoThe steel is in my veinsFire is burning my headwhere H.R. is playedOh, believe I'll be thereMy heart burns in flameWhen the sound becomes hardMy desire is just the sameWhen I'm playing my guitar, YEAH !People come on hear the soundThat united we make in undergroundWorking hard on stagePlay till death is our vawW
> so get caught up in that place and your brain get spilled
oh it's a game but it's a game of life or death
you lose and can't continue if you get dome checked
you get blues it's all what duck gonna be next
come in that water and get wet
think you can fuck with me, you thoughts will get upset
i don't shot to hit i shot to kill
believe me i don't shoot for fun when i shoot it's for real
Come on nigga!

[Chorus:]
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

[Verse 3:]
Give me the guns, i'm ready to bust one nigga
my nuts hung nigga, since i was young nigga
i get dumb nigga, with the M-1 nigga
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Die For Me lyrics
They never knew me Until they needed me That's when they called on the phone for me One life you give it to your country Somehow I knew they were lying to me I'm a number-not a name I'm a pawn-in their game They took me to their factory They made a robot outta me Learned to kill so swiftly How to die with dignity
sip some nigga, and i flip some nigga
A uptown stunter, what the hell you think
ready for war, BUT I AIN"T NO CAPTAIN OF NO GOT DAMN TANK!
and you can take that to vegillity boy
i'm burning up, i'm on fire is you smelling boy
cause i be coming with the top down
letting them know how the chop sound
100 rounds tore the whole entire block down
assault rifle with a drum and beam totter
38 with a speed loader in my holster
Mac ozze achine with a strap around my shoulder
but if i pop my trunk i'm might just set off a damn explosure
i'm off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil tec and i'm bout to knock off your brain
tell em'

[Chorus x2]

You ain't gotta hollar wodie, here i come nigga! [x2]