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Текст песни Lil Wayne - 500 Degreez

Lil Wayne - 500 Degreez слова песни

[Lil Wayne talking]It`s the real shit, yeah500 Degreez this time biotchYes sir, you already know[Lil Wayne verse 1]You see me? I eat, sleep, shit, and talk snaps; so fuck rapMan I got weed, pills, pistols, all crackBitch niggas where ya hearts at?Ya`ll ain`t stuntin` like usBitch niggas where ya cars at?They like, "Wayne why the fuck you dressed in all black?"I`m about to bring CMR backAnd all the lames, we done lost thatAnd all we got is Weezy, Weezy, and Lil` Weezy to fall backI`m about to lock it from the summer to the fall and back"Its Weezy baby!" The ballers backAnd the wheels on my car you got all of thatStop playing, I`ve been balling jackYou don`t want my glock spraying - I hit all them catsYou don`t want my stomach ache - I shit on them catsI get all them gats - Fresh and B it`s all a rap!If I`m the only Hot Boy what do you call that?[Chorus]You don`t want to fuck with WeezyYou don`t want to fuck with Weezy[Lil Wayne]Bitch what? I`ll bust ya ass upDon`t even go there roundNiggas get your cash upWe probably need to clash upAnd shit got me `bout ass upThey finding niggas in they shit with they ass upIt ain`t October 31st but we gone mask up - and guess whatAnd I heard they got a nice chainAnd for the right price I`ll bust the right brainAnd mommy hot cause pull up in that white thangYo nigga might be fly but I still get triflingRiding through the city just me and my friendFriday night special, professional tight aimA gangsta is who you hearingMe in my building with 20 bricks in the ceilingI`m more real than, I got more scrill thanGot more skill than them thereI`m a Cash Money Millionaire[Chorus]You don`t want to fuck with WeezyYou don`t want to fuck with WeezyHot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot BoyHot, Hot, Hot Boy[Lil Wayne]Baby let me get the keys to the roverNo, let me get the keys to the house in EastoverSo I can throw a 500 Degreez platinum party, then the after partyMe and my Squad stomping in this bitch, fuck a Kappa partyDon`t go to rapper parties - I`m no rapper manBut when the homies come home we throw a monster jamAnd all my people tote chrome - we some monsters manWe gone mob to the promise landI bought big - I`m a Tymer manSon of a Stunna - still a girl fuck with a hustler!Weezy keep it gutter for ya Baby BubbaBaby blue Mercedes Coupe - Got it bullet proofMake me shoot my 80 duke at your fucking roofYou`re fucking with a big dog, nigga fucking woofMr. S-Fucking-Q - I`m the fucking truthThree stripes, baby nice, lot of ice fucking ooohf!That`s 500 Degreez![Chorus]You don`t want to fuck with WeezyYou don`t want to fuck with WeezyHot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot BoyHot, Hot, Hot BoyBitch get your mind right, Bitch get your mind right

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