Lil Wayne - Back From The 80s (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Lil Wayne - Back From The 80s (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I keep the blamma in the
drawer with the pajamas
I keep the ammo in the bananas
I keep the standards
high as the Canyon
I treat the Grammy's like
some medallions
I treat the randoms like
some companions
I treat the weed like some azaleas
I got more value than I got failure
I got more flings than I got flair
I don't dream if I do not
have nothing to wear
You see what I mean and
that's why you stare
I know you believe, I know you beware
I know she a fiend, and this an affair
If momma a queen and poppa a bear
You run out of steam, you
run out of stairs
I run in Supreme, and
get something rare
She run to the team and
now she a player
We live on the edge, we die in the air
We sick in the head,
but pockets is well
We tiptoe on eggs, we out of our shell
Our vision is red, the
eyes are as well
We can't pay attention,
we got to pay bills
It doesn't make sense if
it's not making mills
We do not take pictures,
we're not taking L's
If y'all love to listen,
then I hate to tell
If y'all scared to visit,
then I take it there
If heaven is real, then
y'all fake as hell
Cut off your heels and
bounce on your tail
I'm on a mission, survival is real
Man, fuck how I fix it
admire the repairs
I'm talking six but my
mind is on twelve
Poppin' prescriptions
on top of the hill
Even the devil advised me to chill
I told that nigga, stay out of my hair
She just want to fuck in the throne
Shit get too deep and they
dug up your bones
I'm sippin' that Sleep and
I'm smoking that Gone
When you reach your peak, we
gon' cut off your arms
She sniffin' that King and
she mix it with Kong
Her clit got a ring, and
my dick got a horn
This is what I call a risk and reward
We cutting it close, give
the ninja the sword
Fuck what they think, man these
niggas don't know us
This shit is sick and
it get in your pores
And then you a corpse, and
then is the morgue
Me, Imma hustle until it's the Forbes
I swore, it was no more than a chore
The house by the water,
condo by the shore
I'm sure, I'm all about that manure
Cooler than leather and hot as velour
I'm not the one, when it is war
I'm on the front until combat is done
And I got your tongue,
stomp on it once
Then smile at your young
they see I'm having fun
Shit don't get brazy,
'til I say go brazy
Run up on your haven and
pop at your nasal
Your baby gon take me straight
down to the basement
Gun to the head, she get
down to the basics
No dramatization, we popping
these gauges
Even the neighbors' gon'
feel the vibrations
Behind desperation, it's
just in our nature
So cold-hearted, perspiration
turn to glaciers
Ovations, better be loud and bodacious
And then Imma take me a
bow and be gracious
Wipe the gun off with my towel
Throw it in the crowd
And then take a pow at the spacious
I'm out of my mazes,
I'm out of my cages
I'm out of the labels,
I'm kind of escapist
I profit, I praise it,
I spend it, I save it
I buy me a nation, you renting on Avis
I'm in it, I sit it, I
did it, you said it
You killin', you playing,
I'm friendly, I'm faded
I get way too high to get
through the hiatus
You look in my eyes and
my pupils dilated
I'm true to my ratings, I'm
glued to my statements
I just want to dive in the
pool of my payments
I'm in and outrageous,
I'm rippin' out pages
You runnin' your mouth, see
how quick you can chase it
And then you rephrase it,
we stick to invasions
The stick is malicious,
equipped with a laser
The temperature blazin',
the tension is raising
You smell the dead once, gotta
live with the fragrance
Sickness is real, the
meds is too tasty
Death is related, happy we made it
Keeping it dirty like
Sanford and Grady
Young mula baby, I'm back from the 80s
Dedication
Sick shit
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