Lil Bitch Lyrics - Lil Wayne

All my niggas clutchin ' 

All my niggas two cuppin ' 

All my niggas rappin' Trap, they all got two phone numbers 

Real one since day one, and all my niggas could vouch for me 

None of my niggas lackin' Mac, and all my niggas countin' money 

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Yeah, pull up, banger on me 

Bad bitch faintin' on me 

The purple drank stankin' on me 

Don't wake me up, just put a blanket on me 

Thank yo homie, but I ain't yo homie 

Diamonds blingin' like they blinkin' on me 

All about the Ben Franklins homie, bitch can't even get an Abe Lincoln from me 

Thankin' normally, I ain't thankin' normally 

From New Orleans, guns bangin', homie 

These lil' niggas is retarded, puttin' testimony over sanctimony 

All these niggas tryna sank the homie 

Bitches tryna put gangster on me 

Feds tryna put sanctions on me, doctor tryna do maintenance on me 

Guess that's why I take meds on 'em, poppin', sippin', goin' bed on 'em 

New Ferrari, no head on it, nice new carpet, you bled on it 

These New Orleans no competition 

Top of the charts, no top of the menu 

That ain't art, nigga, drop the pencil 

She drop the drawers, I never drop the pistol 

But I drop the clip, and pull out a new clip 

And nut by that lip, bap-bap, no body exam 

And you see the flaaag, it's red as a bitch 

You see the swaaag, I'm wavy and lit 

My pops had 'em bricks, yeah, brick wall 

My slime got them sticks, and I can do tricks, yeah 

Skateboard and my lil' boo mixed 

Yeah, just met her dad, gave her mom a kiss 

When she turned her back, I holla'd at sis, yeah 

Watch out lil' bro, I fly G4 

My slimes are brazy, I used to talk to a globe 

I tell that it's mine, I tell her one day you be mine 

I tell her from page you be mine, I was locked up, I stayed for that nine 

You know I'm comin' straight off the top 

She knew I cum on her Halter top 

She know I don't want no five children 

I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot 

Bitch, is you thuggin' or not? 

These niggas is wifin' the thots 

I still got some white in my sock, it's white as my sock, they're white and all snot 

I know I can beat everybody, so I prepared for everybody 

We wavin' that thing at your body, we cravin' to catch us a body! 

Look at the watch on my friend, say hello to my lil' friend! 

My chopper do any day now, bap-bap, that bitch just said "twins", Lord! 

You run your mouth like a marathon, I just run out of them styrofoams 

The CI that's givin' me testosterone, now she got her legs on my collarbone 

All on my neck like a herringbone 

I had to sit down with Bizzy Bone 

I had to sit down with Tity Boi, and told him how I'ma just kill his song 

It's not a remix, it's just me, my comeback and shit 

I deserve out a brick, put it on the scale, it come back thirty six 

It come back thirty six, and that's when we whip, we master the wrist 

Then that's when it flip, then after it flip, that's when it flip 

You know what it's like when the feeling gone, I know what that's like when the ceiling gone 

I know what that's like when the ceiling gone 

I know what that's like when the ceiling gone 

One time, baby 

My partner got hitched, no influence on me, yeah, no influence 

I don't know my daaad, but my momma is rich 

You see the red flaaag, but my partner a Crip 

Damn! Watch that lil' ho, pew! I fly G4 

Uh, you got your baaag stuck at the airport, damn 

I'm in LA stuntin' on Melrose 

Stuntin' on them hoes in them Yeezy's, them Jeremy Scott's and Shelltoes, okay 

I think I'ma need a check for shouting out Adidas like that, yeah 

No Ceilings! 

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