If I Die Today Lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne] 

Fo' fo' bulldog, my, my, my pack 

I point it at you and tell it fetch 

I'm f**king her good, she got her legs on my neck 

I get p**sy, mouth and ass, call it triple threat 

When I was in jail she let me call her collect 

But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death 

Top down, it's upset? dick in the world and n*gga I aint? yet! 

You f**k with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck 

The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet 

The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch 

I pay these n*ggas with a reality check 

Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best 

This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress 

The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest 

An AK47 is my f-cking address, huh 

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[Rick Ross] 

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car 

I got a chopper in the car 

I got a chopper in the car 

[Lil Wayne] 

Load up the choppers like it's December 31st 

Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts 

Cause if I die today, remember me like John Lennon 

Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh 

[Rick Ross] 

Big black, and an icey watch 

Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop 

Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box 

Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might be high, swish! 

I'm swimming in the yellow, boss 

In the red 911 looking devilish 

Red beam make a n*gga sit down 

Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time 

Drop palm olive on the vent and make it dope 

Make it come back even harder than before 

Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes 

Well connected I got killers off in Chicago 

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[Rick Ross] 

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car 

I got a chopper in the car 

I got a chopper in the car 

[Lil Wayne] 

Load up the choppers like it's December 31st 

Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts 

Cause if I die today, remember me like John Lennon 

Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh 

[Lil Wayne] 

Talk stupid get ya head popped 

I got that Esther, bitch I'm red fox 

Big bee's, Red Sox 

I get money to kill time, big clocks 

Your f-cking with a n*gga who don't give a f**k 

Empty the clip than roll a window up 

Swe-swe-swe-sweet, center bun 

I'm in a red, she said she 

200 thou on a chain, I don't need a piece 

That banana clip, let ya? speak 

Dark shades, Eazy E 

Five letters, YMCMB 

F**k that N*gga, f**k that n*gga 

I see ya looking, what ya looking at n*gga 

You know the rules, kill em all and keep moving 

If I died today it'd be a holiday 

[Rick Ross] 

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car 

So don't make it come alive 

Rip ya apart than I put myself together 

YMCMB, double M, we rich forever 

The bigger the bullet the more that b*tch gon bang 

Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint 

Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch 

My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks 

Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape 

Aint it funny momma, only son be baking cakes 

Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa claus 

N*ggas gather round, I got gifts for all of y'all 

Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up 

If you get in trouble that just mean you f**king up 

It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up 

I call the plays, muthaf**k huddle up 

[Lil Wayne] 

I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car 

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