What's Wrong With Them Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Life on the rocks 

Too hard to swallow 

So we get high till it feel like the sky low 

Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats, Milo 

Money is the song 

Pockets on high note 

Do Re Mi Fa So 

I rock like a fossil 

Big boss shit, Paul Castellano 

Shoot your ass up, now crawl out the condo 

That's that nine nigga ughh, Rondo 

Sleeping with the enemy, so I fuck the world 

To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl 

The sweetest southern girl, sweetest southern girl 

This is times up 

Put your signs up 

Made 'em pick my dude 

Out the line-up 

Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

What the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

You see many are called 

But very few are chosen 

Looking at the wall 

You can feel them close in 

Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

What the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

Mind over matter, money over all 

The world is on my shoulders 

Should I dust my shoulders off 

Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls 

Fuck the bullshit but just don't fuck it raw 

Man pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going 

And if you got beef I turn it to a tenderloin 

Sanity kills so I live the crazy life 

I wonder if they'll pay attention if I change the price 

Life is my wife, till death do us part 

Man I'm fly as fuck, you ain't even next to depart 

Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art 

This is 'times up" 

Put your signs up 

Made 'em pick my dude 

Out the line-up 

Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

What the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

You see many are called 

But, very few are chosen 

Looking at the wall 

You can feel 'em close in 

Baby what the fuck wrong, wrongwith them 

What the fuck is wrong with them 

Stepping on the bullshit, you can be my doormat 

Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hating shit, four flat 

Disrespectful on the beat, Borat 

Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that 

Yeah, now time's getting shorter 

Red Light on your head like a fucking recorder now 

Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border 

So much money piled up, I'm a mother fuckin' hoarder... Ugh 

This is 'time's up' 

Put your signs up 

Made 'em pick my dude 

Out the line-up 

Baby what the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

What the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

You see many are called 

But, very few are chosen 

Looking at the wall 

You can feel them close in 

Baby what the fucking wrong, wrong with them 

What the fuck wrong, wrong with them 

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