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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

New Freezer Lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] 

I'mma cash out on the AP, new freezer 

The coupe sit nice on some new feet, new sneakers 

I took your bitch out to Pappadeaux 

She tried to order a sloppy joe 

I told her give me some sloppy toppy 

Then let her know she a sloppy ho 

Tune pick me up in this brand new Bugatti 

Two million cash, this is not a Ferrari 

260 the dash, I smoke anybody 

150K cash, it fit in my pocket 

This is that D6, shout out to Drizzy in the 6 

Mafia like it's the Three 6 

Choppers make niggas do B-flips 

Put the heat to your moon like an eclipse 

Burn niggas like a freak bitch 

Flip and turn you like a key switch 

'Cause you bit the hand that I feed with, yeah 

Only time will tell, nigga 

I sat back and tried to tell niggas 

If you try to test me watch you fail, nigga 

D-triple-6, I'm raisin' hell, nigga 

 

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] 

Death wish, death wish, death wish 

I come to fulfill your death wish 

First I must refill my beverage 

That's promethazine, sold separate 

That's from Texas 

She's from who knows 

I got new doors I ain't step in 

I got new hoes I ain't hit yet, I ain't hit yet? 

Time is precious 

I got pre-rolls I ain't lit yet 

I got pre-thoughts I ain't think yet 

I got money I ain't see yet 

And they wan' know why I ain't blink yet 

I got big bags in my book bag 

Make me walk around like Hunchback 

Diamonds so bright on my one hand 

Gave all five fingers a suntan 

Haters upset, that's a fun fact 

I got pussy in my lunch bag 

I got soap and I got towels 

Bullet showers lead to bloodbaths 

I got hoodies that say 'Young Money' 

I got bitches that steal them from me 

They go home and then they send pictures 

To my phone with nothing under it 

What am I to do? I'm lovin' it 

I run a bad-ass bitches company 

That's my company, my bitches humble me 

I saw your bitches, that was comedy 

I got the ramady, oops I meant remedy 

I got the chemistry, and the amenities 

Up in my bedroom, holding assembly 

They leave feelin' good; physically, mentally 

Meditate, meditate; think about yesterday 

Fuck what that nigga say, think about yesterday 

I can't do everyday, I could do very late 

Just hit me up and now go check my resume 

Get out that Chevrolet, jump in this better Wraith 

I know you see the doors open like Heaven Gates 

She think I'm Heaven sent, and I would not forgive every sin 

But I forget everything, thanks to the medicine 

Thanks to the purple stuff 

I'm finna pour it up, I'm finna stir it up 

If I had a heart it'd be a purple one 

Pockets too fat, I'm pulling my girdle up 

Shots of Bumbu, I'm finna serve 'em up 

I got them comfy and kind and courteous 

I put the old bodies in the new freezer 

Brrrr - I never heard of her 

 

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[Outro] 

Six shit 

 

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