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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

Yeahhh Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Oooh 

Yeahh 

Cut the music up in the head phones, please 

That's more like it 

Uh, uh, uh yeah 

This that rock with me music, buck with me music, 

Baby come to my pad and fuck with me music 

Fuckin with me music, fuckin with me loose your life 

I would like to prove it but that's why I got gooned-ed 

Ever since a junior, I've been on that bullshit 

You don't have a fireplace? that's how hot your wood get 

So santa come yo ass down the chimney 

Behind my kids I leave your gift bag empty, 

Riff raff plenty, yeah that's what ya'll do 

I got two tech nines should I text or call you 

Muthafucka I kill all you, put the pump to your ear and 

Pump up the volume, knock out a tall dude, bear hug a fat boy 

I fucked the teacher and stomp on the phrat boy 

I don't believe the preacher and I never been a choir boy 

But my pockets do hit high notes like mariah boy 

Yeah, I keep my angel low like maya boy 

Then I pull it out and give you wings watch me flya boy 

Used to be a hot boy now I'm fire boy 

I'm talking fire, like rubbin cauduroy 

Oops, I meant corduroy, carter boy, stuntin like my father boy 

Flow like water boy, even though I got a voice like the boy on water boy 

They pay a ton like my first name is walter boy, 

Sweetness, but see you'd rather salt a boy 

 

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Chuch, and weezy f's the alter boy 

And yes I am a dog, now watch me cat-a-pul-ta boy 

Extra talkin to the morgue by extra coffins 

Yeah I'm hype like my wife, man 

Extra coffee, me and my wife be A Ok im tryna shake them exes of me hah 

What it is, I'm back on my biz' 

And I put that on the threads on the back of my kids 

May that M eleven be attached to my ribs, 

And the bullets that I give be attached to his 

I'm back muthafucka, I'm that muthafucka, 

But besides barack I'm one hell of a black muthafucka 

Ya digg? fuck every fish in the river 

I bet my love boat fuck every fish in the river nigga 

Yeah, when you in that trunk do you quiver nigga? 

Cut the music up so we can't hear the nigga 

Then we burn the car, with the nigga, 

Burn 'em so bad they can't tell if it is a nigga 

We leave yo body lookin like a lizard nigga 

My mornin chef, do you wanna be for dinner nigga? 

I'm at the finish like what's up with these beginner niggas? 

I'm a winner nigga, but now and then a nigga 

Shoutout to nas to help me tap into my inner nigga 

And nigga or not, we are all sinners nigga 

So please forgive me if I have to kill a nigga 

And the president is still a nigga 

 

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