Fuck A Nigga Thoughts Lyrics

Lil’ Wayne

Ha-ha!
Young….Moula Baby
Ok, money on my mind, f**k a nigga thoughts
He aint even thank, he aint even seen me with tha pistol and tha shank
Walked up to him with put tha pistol to his tank, pus*y nigga faint.
Pick that pus*y up naw let him lay
Where im from I see a f**kin dead body every day(x4)
Hammer in them draws hammer in them draws
And yall aint nothing but nails in a wall
Bolsters, Holsters, empty like a motha f**ka
Off my hip clip empty like a motha f**ka
Ha-ha ok, simply im a burglar but its fly carter inducted to fly squader
Ok simply im a motha f**ka pimpin aint dead because im pimpin like a motha f**ka
Now where ya hoe at wipe ya feet on tha door mat ima bring in it no back like ima go with no back
Ima go forward
The top gon get lowered
Them hoes gon get cut like a a sword I kno it
Ye aint gotta tell me I already smell it
Ya pus*y niggas eatin peanut butter and jealous
You’re lost, like they’re jealous
But you can find me in a white tan Ellis
Juss like Van Halen ima rock out bitch
Ima wear that glock like a f**kin outfit
I don’t care what you know, you don’t know nothing bout this
And I hope your a*s choke when you s*ck on my d**k. Weezy


Kid-Kid

Ok, I’m strapped up
Im strapped up, downtown many acts straight jackets aint strapped up
And scrappin we could do, see scrappin what we do
And im like let me at em call me Scrappy Doo
After tha scrap with u I aint lookin stupid
You beat me to bad bitch im comin back shootin
Fool im a fool, I do what I do
It’s like fixin broke cars with tools ima use
Tha Tech or the Uz, the Mag or tha Rule
Catch it when its juss you, Your like it wasn’t juss you
I guess im juss to real for niggas to adjust to
f**k me, naw bend ova nigga f**k you
See I know whats what, who is who, and who is you
Move you lose move an inch and more ligaments that you could lose
Ill put you on tha 10 o’clock news
One, two buckle ya shoes
Here come tha Kid Crew
Ooo gloves Uz will fill up your own food
Do use M02s and tell from whole and frooz
Then I play it cool, smooth as James Brown shoes
Don’t play with them cuz shoot he’ll shoot
I’m loose as a goose on that goose with them hoes
I’m playin duck duck goose boy im slick like moose
Im tha truth nigga floose im a murderer, f**k mooke
Put niggas on mute like………
Then I come back like good crack, I am that, get that, I spit crack, 6 shot by tha 6 pack I spit that where you spit that I send niggas where ya kids at don’t worry where tha Kid at nigga huh


Lil’ Wayne


Uptown back in it, Hollygrove black menace, black shirt, black tennis, black semi
I never sat in a hemi that would offend me
Try a maybach or a maybach, bitch I got stacks ya
Paychecks on paychecks but I still wont pay back
I still don’t play that, I kill on ASAP
We don’t do shit but get money all day
Put some tennis on my bullets now they runnin yall way
I am Young Moula, Young Money all day
Where tha drugs so sweet like hunny on yay
Which one of yall say I want drama im honered
Bitch yo a*s like a motha f**kin llama
Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of commas
Still where red like an old 49er
f**k shittin on ya ill dump tha whole toilet on ya
Weezy F Baby bitch im hotter than Uganda

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