Artist: Lil Wayne (Feat Euro)
EP: Dedication 6
Year: 2017
[Intro – Lil Wayne]
6 shit
Ay yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
6 nigga, Dedication 6 nigga
6 nigga, 6 nigga, Dedication 6 nigga
6 nigga, sick nigga, sick-sick 6 shit nigga
[Verse 1 – Euro & (Lil Wayne)]
I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (my friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (not French)
I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (my tints)
We left E11EVEN at 11AM (yeah)
Raw papers full of peace, cups full of mayhem (yeah)
We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (yeah)
See they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans (woo)
Bein’ the greatest ever is my destiny skills (okay)
Since a child, I focused on my Kelly, Bey, and Michelle (okay)
Sittin’ back, getting head from a Mademoiselle (okay)
Tryna put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will (Amen)
Dedicated to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one, now they say I’m big time
While them niggas skipped lunch, I learned how to skip lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a PASIA
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Posted on the back blocks talking player-player
If she bad and I am greater, get her unlimited data
They tryna build a wall, man my dogs gon’ hate that shit
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game, but we don’t play that shit
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young
[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]
Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
Rich nigga, Polo nigga, house bigger, bills bigger
Sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
Racks nigga, real bigger, Shaq bigger, lil’ nigga
Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, steal nigga
Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
No nigga, clip bigger, quick trigger, thick strippers
I ain’t into stick figures, mixed signals
O.J. with the brick nigga, run through the white nigga
O.J. on my wrist nigga, that’s Sunny D-Light nigga
Diamonds in my teeth, shining like some pearly whites nigga
Straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice nigga
Bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around the bush, right after we beat the court-case
Talkin’ ’bout a war, that’s a convo’ at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos, start the motherfuckin’ horse race
I take off from Earth and take your bitch up into my space
I tell her keep her mouth shut, if not I got some Scotch Tape
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
The shells fall, the ground shakin’, make you do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bomb
Some niggas like to fight crimes, some niggas like to fight fair
Some niggas got the right time, if you’re asking me I say: “time will tell”
Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I care
Some niggas got an iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Some niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Lyin’ here, lookin’ like “aww, yeah”, lawn chair
Jump right off the Con Air and land it on the Timeshare
I wear Versace eye ware, feelin’ like top shelf
Cool is two Ls and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell
[Outro – Lil Wayne]
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
Yeah, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
That’s some sick shit
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