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lil wayne - original silence كلمات الأغنية

i’m so twisted, mack
lil tunechi in this b-tch
tell them hoes i’m ready
them n-gg-rs p-ssed off
call’em r. kelly
i’m higher than a b-tch
i smoke that keisha fran connected
man all of these broads on my johnson like betsy
got a card in my wallet
blacker than that n-gg-r wesley
life is a b-tch
well my b-tch is s-xy
first i’m on a jet
and then i’m on a jet ski
i make these female dogs heel like giuseppe’s
man you be poppin sh-t and i be poppin off
i’m full of alcohol like a cotton ball
i just pick’em up and mr. g just drop’em off
i serve these hoes mr. volleyball
spikes on my shoes
that’s them louie v’s
i’m on my p’s and q’s smoking qp’s
n-gg-r i’m chillin catch a cool breeze
i’d build a tree house if money grow on trees
f-ck with me wrong i’ll send yo head to yo mama
that big n-gg-r where the f-ck is yo pajamas?
blood all day period no commas
everybody tryna watch but i’m timeless

got a silence on the gun that b-tch go pew
that b-tch go pew that b-tch go pew
got a silence on the gun that b-tch go pew
got a mean -ss swagger my b-tches do too

uh b-tch i’m from new orleans rest in peace magnolia shorty
and i come from holly grove that b-tch is wild as a safari
i go stupid i go r-t-rded the gr-ss is greener in my garden
swagger meaner than the warden po po po i aim with all that pop
leave a n-gg-r leakin if you scared go see the deacon
got a silencer on the gun but them bullets still speakin
got a bunch of b-tches tweakin who tell me all of their secrets
and if i get in that p-ssy i’m on her walls like graffiti
you’s a dead ‘ bred you’re a fed -ss n-gg-r
i’m on my vampire bl–dy red flag n-gg-r
f-ckin with lil tunechi get yo head smashed n-gg-r
hit you dead on the money call that dead cash n-gg-r
in that party time excellent wayne’s world
party time excellent wayne’s world
tonight i’ll probably f-ck another n-gg-r girl

dark as shades i can see them haters
now eat these f-ckin bullets don’t forget to tip the waiter
i don’t drink champagne it make my stomach hurt
b-tch i’m that patrone f-ck me wrong and get murked
got a silence on the gun that b-tch go pew
that b-tch go pew that b-tch go pew
got a silence on the gun that b-tch go pew
got a mean -ss swagger my b-tches do too

mack in this b-tch tell them hoes i’m bout it
these n-gg-rs sweet bunch of f-ckin brownies
f-ck you talkin bout? b-tch i’m a g like 1000
i’m on my 1-2 and b-tch i’m still countin
you n-gg-r’s got problems well i got bigger problems
my guns all black make me bring the n-gg-r out’em
you don’t want that homie trust i got that blicker on me
finger f-ck nina she h-rny you won’t see tomorrow morning n-gg-r
we so f-ckin’ cold young money money old
life is full of choices and your b-tch chose n-gg-r
i’m so hollygrove f-ck them other n-gg-r’s
and if the gun’s drawn i’ll paint a f-ckin’ picture
n-gg-r you know what i’m on a bag of that strong
n-gg-r you know where i’m going b-tch i’m going going gone
n-gg-r holler at your boy i don’t give a f-ck
got a silence on the gun make me shut you n-gg-r’s up
mac!

- lil wayne

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