Execution Style Lyrics - I'm Back - Lil Wayne

Hey, yo i don't give a fuck who with em 

I want em all dead 

Let the mack eleven conversate with his forhead 

I wanna see your thoughs splattas 

Bitch i put this uzi in ya mouth 

And squeeze the trigga like a fat ass 

Shoot em in the fucking face 

Chainsaw em down 

Streets tell em what it is 

"execution style" 

Layin chest down, Broke his arms 

Get his dome too 

Guess i'll see ya next life time like "buy-do" 

I decorate your fucking outfit with red dots 

No photographers in here 

But we specilize in Head shots 

Jae won't miss ya 

Mister i'm like adolf hitler 

Nigga i'll shindler's list ya 

Goodnight i'll let the AK long kiss ya 

Muder all ya loved ones but no one will miss ya 

'course i got mudder money 

Like we're sellin blanco 

Lay a nigga down pronto, execution style 

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I aint grow em soft, 

I grow loud 

Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now 

Bitch nigga play me wrong 

And ima shoot em down 

Kill his whole motha fucking family 

Execution style 

I aint grow em soft, 

I grow it loud 

Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now 

Bitch nigga play me wrong 

And ima shoot em down 

Kill his whole motha fucking family 

Execution style 

Photos 

2 clickers pointed at cha 6 pack 

Click, clack 

Turn this motha fucka to a rib shack 

Exit wounds to the back of ya head 

Put the pillow on the barrel 

Catch you nappin in bed 

Execution is no resolution 

21 gun salute, revolution 

I could getcha brains for the low 

Like i got it from a booster 

You pussy in the gun, gonna douche ya 

Catch you waking up while you yawning 

The nine with the beam 

Rise and shine, goodmornin 

Spaghetti on ya garments 

Pasta your posture 

Cook em like a foreman 

Crack em like a lobster 

Pop star, mop em 

Stand on top of em 

Point blank range till ya not 

Then i pop em 

Rock em, drop em 

Two hallow tips to ya noggin 

Kill em execution style 

Nigga no problem 

I aint grow em soft, 

I grow loud 

Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now 

Bitch nigga play me wrong 

And ima shoot em down 

Kill his whole motha fucking family 

Execution style 

I aint grow em soft, 

I grow it loud 

Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now 

Bitch nigga play me wrong 

And ima shoot em down 

Kill his whole motha fucking family 

Execution style 

Somebody, Nobody, Yo Buddy 

Nail your head with nobody 

Oh I didn't wanna step to me 

I'm from the home of the steppers 

And no one take time out, 

I'm like new orleans like weather 

Every so devious, mean and mischievous 

We all gotta eat, 

And im the mothafuckin' greediest 

Check my previous, im the hardest, 

They the easiest 

They wanna know what Weezy is 

And what kinda disease he is 

I cant be cured, ya cant cure 

Gotta scope and a red beam for when i aint sure 

Peek-a-boo muthafuka i see ya 

You a pussy, 

And i would love to be gonneria 

Straight run up in your casa tie up mama-mia 

Let her getchu on the phone, 

Gun will hurt of the ear 

I ain't playing right now, 

No not right now 

I'll shot you in your muthafukin smile 

Hahaha 

I aint grow em soft, 

I grow loud 

Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now 

Bitch nigga play me wrong 

And ima shoot em down 

Kill his whole motha fucking family 

Execution style 

I aint grow em soft, 

I grow it loud 

Neva gave a fuck, and i don't give a fuck now 

Bitch nigga play me wrong 

And ima shoot em down 

Kill his whole motha fucking family 

Execution style