Lil Wayne ft. Boo - Amen (Dedication 4) Lyrics

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Lil Wayne feat. Boo ~ Amen (Dedication 4) Lyrics

Lil Wayne feat. Boo ~ Amen (Dedication 4) Lyrics
{Lil Wayne}Gangsta Grillz you bastards....There’s a couple married bítches in the building, fücked themI get them out I get that püssy nothingI see you niggas got no life, sixth senseShe said she wanna fück my brains outBut she gonna have to suck this dick first, preachFücking right, I’m deepShe sat on my dick, she sat on my faceI told that bítch she got good seatsMan, these niggas softer than fleece2D niggas, and they obliquesYou talked that shit, I knock you outNow go ahead and talk in your sleepYea, bítch you know the mottoIt’s Young Money over hoesLying to these bítches, they call my dìck PinnochioGetting to the money, now the money getting to meShe say my ver-dick is hung like a jury
Uh, I’m on the track, DOASome of these niggas be DEAMoney tall, NBABroke niggas, SMHHit em like CansecoWhy she tell you; No way JoseI got all that whiteWhat you call that? OKKKEvery night I go hardShe blow me like Boston GeorgeShe like it in her ass, mouth and püssy, 3 car garageThese niggas is false alarmsThey don’t mean no fücking harmHey baby let’s make a pornPon-pon devil horns
You know that I ain’t got no ceilingsThe money changed me, I’m making chameleonsOnly God can judge me, can’t appeal itIn the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, amenTell them alphabet boys it’s a G thingI’ve got a street sweeper, do you need your street cleaned?Young Money bìtch we colder than a ski teamRed beam, if you scared, motherfücker go to church preachSecurity breach I’m on that grass harder than cleatsI’m on that gas, y’all on ENigga my cash out of your reachI run shit like the reverendShe get on her knees and pray to this díckThen swallow all of them blessings, church
{Boo}It’s just a way of life...I bought my mama a crib bought my daddy a carLet him go meet Tune now they think I’m a starDamn I love this life wouldn’t trade it for nothingMost theses rappers is falling cause they ain’t standing for nothingI smoke that loud so I don’t hear haters talkingPlus these bítches be stalking trying look for a fortuneIn the Chi we say church when the püssy gets purchaseGot a bítch so bad she make a player get nervousNow good ain’t good enough and my hood is hood as fückI be praying for them shortys trynna get their dollars upSwag so dope you probably think I’m dealingAnd I only give head if baby girl swallow childrenBoo ain’t got a ghost and bítches still be catch the holy ghostShe say she want to get high I hit her with that overdosePimping so cold put that on my overcoatOnly ride foreign we don’t do 100 spokesWhen broke niggas talk that’s 100 jokesHa laughing at you fück boysSkate gear I’m a truck boyOn my truck right I don’t give a fück boy

Lil Wayne ft. Boo ~ Amen Lyrics

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