Uproar Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Y'all know his name 

Ayo Mac 

Ladies and gentlemen, C5 (Oh) (crowd cheering) 

Wayne time (Oh) 

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo) 

Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone 

Let me see your shoulders work 

I mean, I don't know what y'all came here to do, but uhh 

If you don't ain't a lighter, what the fuck you smoking for 

What the fuck though? Where the love go? 

Five, four, three, two, I let one go 

Bow, get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro 

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo 

You a roughneck, I'm a cutthroat 

You're a tough guy, that's enough jokes 

Then the sun die, the night is young though 

The diamonds still shine, get it rough hoe 

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What the fuck though? Where the love go? 

Five, four, three, two, where the ones go? 

It's a shit show, put you front row 

Talkin' shit, bro? Let your tongue show 

Money over bitches, and above hoes 

That is still my favorite love quote 

Put the gun inside, what the fuck for? 

I sleep with the gun, then she don't snore 

What the fuck yo? Where the love go? 

Trade the ski mask, for the muzzle 

It's a blood bath, where the Suns go? 

It's a Swizz beat, down the drums go? 

If she's iffy, down the drugs go 

If she sip lean, double cup toast 

Gotta duffle full of hundos 

Down the love go, where's the uproar? 

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What the fuck tho? Where the love go? 

Five, four, three, two, I let one go 

Bow, get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro 

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo 

What the fuck though? Where the love go? 

Five, four, three, two, I let one go 

Bow, get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro 

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo 

Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro' 

I come out the scuffle without a scuff, bro 

Puff, puff, bro, I don't huff though 

Yellow diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke 

At your front door with a gun stowed 

"Knock-knock, who's there" is how it won't go 

This the jungle so have the utmost 

For the nutzos, and we nuts, so 

What the fuck, bro? It's where I'm from, bro 

We grew up fast, we rolled up slow 

We throw up gang signs, she throw up dope 

Dreadlock hang down like a bundle 

Put the green in the bag, like a lawnmower 

Hair trigger pulled back like a cornrow 

Extra clip in the stash like a console 

Listenin' to Bono, you listen to Don O 

What the fuck though? Where the love go? 

Swizzy, you a chef, I like my lunch gross 

Just look up, 

bro there the stars goI see the shovel, but where the drugs go? Mm 

To the unknown 

Only way he comin' is through his unborns 

If you see what's in my bag, think I'm a drug lord 

It's empty when I give it back, now where's the uproar? 

What the fuck though? Where the love go? 

Five, four, three, two, I let one go 

Bow, get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro 

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo 

What the fuck though? Where the love go? 

Five, four, three, two, I let one go 

Bow, get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro 

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo