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lil wayne - bitch please كلمات الأغنية

(intro:)
b-tch please, you ain’t never met a n-gga like me. stop lyin b-tch please, b-tch please, and ya n-gga ain’t nothin like me. stop lyin n-gga please, n-gga please, my goons got guns on deck put yo picture on t, say cheese, and you can die or live off of i.v’s

now let me get that hand clap, yah, let me get that hand clap. i’m rich and black. i’m young and strapped. you goin get yo man clapped, you goin get yo clan clapped. you goin get saran wrapped, like where the van at?

we comin, where you uh, where you layin at? we dug ya body out, where ya fam at? like f-ck that. like d-mn that. sit ya p-ssy -ss down if you can’t stand that

i make yo shirt look like yo favorite color crayon out. go and let these b-tch n-ggas ahead, like i stand back. ain’t sh-t goody b-tch n-gga stand back. i ain’t from st. louis, but you can get ram shacked

look into my eyes ho, look into my eyes ho. and yeah i do numbers, except five-0. and i’ll be with my zoe, we call him brisco. and youngin got the beat poppin like crisco. and weezy got this sh-t crackin like nabisco. brim low, all i can see is my flow. what’s up chicago? what’s up new orleans? and if ya strapped squeeze

and tell the f-ck n-gga please, n-gga please. my goons got guns on deck. n-gga d. i. e. or live off i.v’s. it’s what i am with tha yb’s

(yung berg:)
get em

fresher than a baby’s bottom crazy like an insane asylum me and wayne sippin’ lean out a baby’s bottle(syrup)fake n-ggas relay around em they just tryna se my face up in the paper column mad cause i’m gettin colin farel paper chalie and my girl won’t wear it if it ain’t kavali. cute face, slim waist, call the baby

halle f-ckin hoes doin shows my two favorite hobbied yeah. and i’m fresh up off the scream tour bright lights big city you should come and see the show 13 girls, 13th floor, 13 pills anything goes. i walk around with my crown on millionare and i ain’t never throw a cap and gown on… young boss, young money, got the young t-tle i hit her with the young d-ck and make that b-tch suicidal…

(lil wayne:)
n-gga please, would you tell yo sister, babymama, wife, stop callin me i’m busy getting money

(brisco:)
holla when you need me i be on dat goon sh-t know to ride or die for every n-gga i fool with this o.g n-gga show me loved but never let me in his house or intoduced me to his blood… i asked him why you don’t have a care in the world he said you gotta learn alot and welcome to the underworld(underworld)yeah exstortion, murder and every since then i’ve been a f-ckin ninja turtle cowabunga…

young brisc from hood ducked off in the old school marquis… n-gga please your woo game won’t work think you a soulja i’m a put him on a camoflauge shirt… berg, weezy, look what i did to em’ choppa style gon’ and put a cig to em’and you know how i know o silly cause i did all that sh-t with my babymama with me…

stop playin b-tch n-gga you don’t know what i got tucked in my pants it go blam, it go bam i’m sayin, i’m sayin, you playin put a d-ck up in your mouth boy watch what the f-ck u sayin do you know who the f-ck i am b-tch i’m the man…

now let me get that hand clap, that hand clap
know what i’m sayin… it’s yung berg, weezy, briscoe too d-mn hot… hot d-mnn…

- lil wayne

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