Lil Wayne - Blunt Blowin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Wayne - Blunt Blowin (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, I put my shades on
I live it up like these
are my last days
If time is money, I'm
an hour past paid
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass
Niggas faker than some
flour in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down like
my hands hurting
I'm on a natural high,
but I land perfect
Some of us are lovers,
most of y'all haters
But I put up a wall, and
they just wallpaper
So love or hate me, I stay hate-free
They say we learn from mistakes;
why, that's why they mistake me
I got some weight on my shoulders,
to me it's like feathers
All hail Weezy, call it bad weather
I stick to the script,
I memorize the lines
Cause life is a movie that
I've seen too many times
You're on the outside looking
in, close the blinds
And they say never say never,
but fuck it, nevermind
I've been gone too long, true
or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah
And I'm a blunt-blowin',
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-
motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my money growing, no
matter where you going
You don't need a bus pass for
me to bust yo ass, nigga
I'm a blunt-blowin', Polo-
drawers-showin'
Stunna, I got 'em, I'm
back on them bitches
All about my riches, my
name should be Richard
Cut the bullshit out, I'm
Edward with the scissors
Life is a choice, and
death is a decision
Times have changed, but fuck
it get a new watch
I still got the vision like
a line between two dots
Young Money's eating, the
label getting fatter
And yea, the tables turned, but
I'm still sitting at 'em
I'm a bad motherfucker cause
the good die young
Everybody selling dreams,
I'm too cheap to buy one
Man, when that cookie crumble,
everybody want a crumb
Shoot that hummingbird down,
hummingbird don't hum
Yea, big money, big money,
deep pockets
Money talks, and motherfuckers
eavesdropping
Bunch of bloods, you could
call it blood clotting
Eastside, MOB Piru Damu
With my teeth glowing,
I'm on my Deebowin'
Light that Ashton Kutcher,
I'm a limit pusher
See y'all dead meat, and
me I'm just a butcher
I do it for the money, man
I am such a hooker
And freedom was my girl, until
they fucking took her
You can look into the future, it's
right behind your eyelids
But I don't wanna know, cause
shit I like surprises
Why that, why this, why
you on that why shit?
Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM
Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim
Drop the top, look up and
make the sky grin
Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras
Belly of the beast 'til it
puke us, motherfucker
I've been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home
It's Young Mula, baby
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