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lil wayne - don't kill كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
and if i f-ck her, she gon’ get attached
who invited all these f-ck-n-ggas?
man, sh-t ain’t ever smell this good
why them snakes tryin’ to tongue kiss us?
way too cool to die young, way too young to die sober
way too cool to die young, way too young to die sober
sleepin’ with a bad b-tch, wake me up when it’s all over
i’m so tired of these n-ggas, wake me up when it’s all over

[verse 1]
b-tch, come k!ll my time, but b-tch don’t steal my shine
i’m cooking up two quarters, bout’ to get rich or die tryin’
i got some k!ller’s on my side, some k!ll up in my swisher
all this hatin’ drive me crazy, take the key out the ignition
oh my god it feel like coogi weather
i lost my mind, but i got it back like groovy stella
tell them hoes i got that victoria secret weapon
i hope you live a double life cause you gon’ need an extra
me and my n-ggas we got bad b-tches up in the pool
bad b-tches up in the pool
she gon’ learn tonight, call that sh-t night school
and life is a b-tch on her cycle, delightful
got ho’s on that powder, like light blue
nice move, now king me n-gga
bad-ss b-tch, you seen me with her, we on that
gt vodka, straight out the bottle, genie n-gga
the difference between me and these n-ggas, is
i go hard and they go wrong
she say, “hit it from the back,” i’m tryin’ to leave that crack alone baby

[hook 2]
and if she love me, i’mma love her back
who indictin’ all the tough n-ggas?
we smoke that skunk that’s always smellin’ good
but why these snakes tryin’ to tongue kiss us?
way too cool to die young, way too young to die sober
way too cool to die young, way too young to die sober
sleepin’ with a bad b-tch, wake me up when it’s all over
i’m so tired of these n-gga’s, wake me up when it’s all over

[verse 2]
street sweepers and millimeters, ak’s and skateboards
let ’em know we got beef for anyone who got a taste for it
real n-gga to the bone, bristle
cocaine, like co cripple
heard n-ggas been waitin’ on me, well i might as well go and tip ’em
i’m smokin’ on that hulk hogan
i call shots, you call forward
i pimp my ride, my car’s ho-in’
and all my bars be barcoded
these ymcmb stars glowin’
hate a ho-n-gga, like anchovies
my young b-tch keep on snappin’ on me, i told that b-tch i ain’t posing
that p-ssy feel like a pot of gold
the money old and the night is young
all them n-ggas keep talkin’ sh-t
i make you eat your words and bite your tongue
and when the guns ring i’m the ring leader
got those ho’s on pins and needles
i’m so high i left earth
and ran into venus and serena
get head like a mind reader
you washed up, i’m the dry cleaner
don’t worry about me, n-gga i’m one-
hundred like a high fever
got pounds takin’ up closet sp-ce
guns all in my b-tch crib
since all you n-gga’s fly now, bugs all on my windshield

[hook 3]
and if she tense, then i’mma rub her back
she alright, i think i f-ck with her
man, i wish a motherf-cker would
i feel like a hockey puck n-gga
way too cold to die young, way too young to die sober
way too cold to die young, give these n-ggas the cold shoulder
sleepin’ with a bad b-tch, another b-tch when i roll over
we f-ck until we fall asleep, wake up and do it all over

[outro]
d5
what up 5? (kendrick)
what up 5?

- lil wayne

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