Hot Revolver Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Young Mullah Baby 

Hmm, Young Mullah Baby 

Uh, She's askin 

do you have the time, 

to listen to me whine? 

She's askin 

who's on the other line? 

You diss me everytime 

I tell her 

baby i'm a star 

Shit 

I'm above a stars 

and now 

I done got so high 

I done forgotten 

who you are (are, are) 

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Uh uh, oh whoa oh whoa, uh huh 

Uh uh, oh whoa oh whoa, uh huh 

Uh uh, oh whoa oh whoa, uh huh 

Uh uh, oh whoa oh whoa 

I tell her 

I'm in love with you 

But I cant be with you 

Tomorrow Ill be back up on the first flight 

right up out of town 

Uh 

Hop back in my Spaceship 

Girl I gotta drop your ass off 

(eh eh e-eehh) 

Cause I just come to take it 

Then you know I gotta take off 

(eh eh e-eehh) 

But Imma be here next week 

So call your company 

And take off 

Uh uh uh ooh whoa whoa 

owheeey 

Uh uh uh ooh whoa whoa 

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owheeey 

And she say "Wayne, you ain't shit 

you got me all impatient" 

Cry me a river 

I can hear my conscious 

while I say aloud 

Boy you got a problem 

(a problem) 

and you ain't foolin no one 

but yourself 

(and you you ain't foolin no one) 

Your like a hot revolver 

(a hot revolver) 

But you ain't killin no one 

but yourself 

And Tunechi's gonna 

find someone to love 

And you gon' yourself 

so all alone 

One minute she love me 

The next minute she hate me 

That's two minutes of my time 

She done wasted 

She say she 

pray she have Weezy F.'s baby 

And I be having seizures 

But she said she can't shake me 

And my homie said she 

Cuter than my other bitches 

And everytime I'm in that pussy 

It feel custom fitted 

I swear I like her more 

than she think I do 

Girl, when I think of you 

My dick just start to jumpin' 

Like a fucking kangaroo 

I suck and fuck and finger you 

But you want me to cling to you 

And I ain't asking you to change 

Cuz I know I can't jingle you 

I got my ways 

And you have your days 

And we gave it our best shot 

But I just got grazed 

I'm sorry 

Uh 

Boy you got a problem 

(a problem) 

And you ain't foolin no one 

but yourself 

(and you ain't foolin no one) 

Your like a hot revolver 

(a hot revolver) 

But you ain't killin no one 

but yourself 

And Tunechi's gonna 

find someone to love 

And you gon' yourself 

so all alone