Magnolia – Lil Wayne lyrics

Lyrics Lil Wayne – Magnolia

Uhhh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants in my sock
She runnin’ from the c*ck and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
Yeah, stuntin’ on the block
This New Orleans, milly rock
Let ’em milly rock
You ain’t woe, don’t really rock
Evidently not, brrrr
Yeah, tell ’em it’s the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I’m higher than my socks
Twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did a show with Ja
Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them b*tches found my Glock
They threw me in the box, eight months tops
Starin’ at the clock, commissary stopped
Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon’ drop
The b*tches’ drawers gon’ drop, and then the call’s gon’ drop
Hellooo? versuri-lyrics.info
I ball too hard, they flop, woah
And all of these b*tches got a*s
How did they get it so fast?
They ain’t have that in the past, I still smash
In L.A. they gettin’ shots, b*tch I know the docs
M.I.A, we on a yacht, your b*tch know where we dock.(magnolia)

Hollup, I ain’t from the ‘Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Solja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeahhh.

And I, f*ck, these, h**s
If, I, don’t, doze
Off, on, that, drank
If I, do, b*tch you to blame, coochie lame
Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
Big bank, take lil’ bank, you know the game
All these b*tches want Young Carter, Young Carter
The fireman and fire starter, need water
Woo, all of your b*tches, they poof
All of my b*tches, they’re new
They got more b*tches than you
All of these h**s is gon’ loose
But my b*tch keep me in the loop
She blow me like hot Campbell’s soup
My woadies come out like a troop
Innocent bystander, oops
Ain’t tryin’, I find out your fruits
I’m in a pineapple coupe
Passin’ you up like juke
Turnin’ heads like a screw
Give that ho a tip
Enough to buy a whip
Give that ho some sip
She fall asleep, I dip
I’m rich, b*tch
Money, Mitch
What’s in that, bag?
14, bricks
You got 14 bricks in that bag?
Used to, used to drive a Masi’
Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti
Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies
Tunechi got so many h**s, they call me John Thotty
Tell your b*tch I’m Mr. Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
I’m kamikaze-in’ you niggas, Ronda Rousey
It’s New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks
Oreo Jordans, the ones that haven’t dropped, uh
Waitin’ for Carter 5 to drop, uh
It’s the, it’s the Roc, uh
Tell them b*tches it’s the Roc, yeah, yeah
I’m throwin’ up the Roc, yeahhh.

I ain’t from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Solja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeahhh.
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Yfs – Lil Wayne feat. Dj Stevie J lyrics

Lyrics Lil Wayne – YFS

Young, fresh and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
About to body slam the beat, Love Wrestlemania
Love miscellaneous, f*ck instantaneous
I’m busting nuts in her mouth, young macadamia
Young, rich and famous, young rich and famous
Young Money but the money so f*ckin’ ancient
Buy wine, drink it, by God, amen
Can’t forget to thank him, YFS.

Back to it, waste no time
Black Uzi, Draco, 9
Back smokin’ bomb.
..
Black Mamba, coke lines
Snake eyes open wide
Rap poison, you know why
Hair trigger, no salon
Can’t lose, in overtime, hit Miami for LeBron
Swam through whole Ocean Drive
Smoke a stick, porcupine
All these b*tches want be mine
Yeah she lit I blow her mind
Look at how I make all these looking a*s niggas roll they eyes
Go retarded on them, Tunechi
Openhearted on them, Tunechi
I’m the father, I wear the pants, I’m talking Corduroy or blue jeans
Smoking harder on a doobie, holy water running through me
Polariods they tryna shoot me.
..

Young niggas famous, my young niggas go in
My OGs are no different, identical twins
1-7 amen, that’s my set, amen
Can’t forget to thank him
f*ck these h**s, I blame them
Young, fresh and shameless, YFS
Bout to body slam your b*tch
Lord, Wrestlemania
Young, rich and famous, young, rich and famous
If you hating on me you can tongue kiss the anus
Bigger picture painting, fine art framing
Don’t forget to hang it, fine wine drank it
Turn a trap house to the wine house, Amy
My God, amen versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t forget to thank him
Don’t try to play him, your whole squad be dead man
We pull up in the AM, toast, waffles, bacon
More fiyah blazin’, the chopper sound Jamaican
I stay armed like a cowboy
Troy Aikman ..

That’s a Polo blanket, she under it naked
I’m under influences, got me overthinking
Got me syrup drinkin’, popping Percs to painers
Niggas talking about they gods, they just Kirk Franklins
And my dreams are so big, feel like the Earth’s shrinking
I wake up and chase my dreams, catch ’em and contain ’em
Still the best rapper alive, still the steel is stainless
I feel like the Yankees, but my hittas ..

Young, fresh and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
About to body slam your b*tch
Love Wrestlemania
Love miscellaneous, we f*ck instantaneous
I’m busting nuts in her mouth, young macadamia
Young, rich and famous, young rich and famous
Young Money but the money so f*ckin’ ancient
Buy wine, drink it, by God, amen
Can’t forget to thank him, young, fresh and shameless.

Young, fresh and shameless
(Hold up)
Got me syrup drinkin’, popping Percs to painers
Niggas talking about they gods, they just Kirk Franklins
Ohhh.
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