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Lil Wayne

Long Story Short

 

Long Story Short

(альбом: Welcome 2 Collegrove - 2023)


This life gon' be the death of me
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt)
Blunt to my lips, gun on my (Blunt, blunt)
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip

Wake up, light the blunt I put out 'fore I fell asleep
My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm selling keys
My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee
You living life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me

And she don't care where I skeet, hit that ho from hair to feet
She walk out here, she wearing me, I talk my shit, she smelling me
And all I hear is jealousy, I call them niggas jelly beans
Love my trigger finger so much, I bought it a wedding ring, yeah
Yeah, let's get married
Cut off his head and the rest get buried
Cross on my head like a Presbyterian
Tell him he dead and upset his parents
Tears get shed only if you caring
Right on his head, see the red beam blaring
Two twelve gauges like twenty four karats, hol' up
Ain't that a bitch? I might bang at your bitch
If I go at her neck, I might hang that lil' bitch
Scope on the TEC and it came with that shit
I could hit you up from any range with that bitch
Got papers on Draco, a case in Laredo
You fuck with me wrong, I'ma bake your potato
I twist his head up just like a tornado
Pull out the toast, I'm like, "Leggo my Eggo"
I buss down a Quaalude, fuck on a gay ho
Can't find a straight a ho, but I ain't complaining
That's how my day go, I said, "Okay, ho"
I been on my Jay, ho, I'm Ben and she J.Lo
She been to Barbados, I take her to Caicos
All of this bread and she can't get a bagel
All of that said, I can't really stay though
I hop in the Lamb' and crank it like Fabo, I'm gone

Wake up, light the blunt I put out 'fore I fell asleep
My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm selling keys
My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee
You living life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me

I make you cum, you cannot leave, I drown my heart in kerosene
A+ off in parenting, get my kids damn near everything
'Fore you get a wedding ring, better get her ass a belly ring
Soon as I start trapping, man, my phone, it wouldn't even barely ring
I don't compete, but you can't compete
Plain Jane, Patek Phillippe
I'm with my lady, we came to eat
My stomach, you'd think that it changed the beat
We on a date, make it rain some ones
They want no change, but the change gon' come
Soon as I say it, it's said and done
And my screensaver my favorite gun
I'm rocking, I'm swerving
I'm popping, detergent
Get money, it's urgent
God bless her surgeon
I rub my hands, Birdman
Double cup, lean head
I done been the weed man
It's a blessing you ain't dead
I keep it rolling like paraplegic
I'm better, believe it, you better believe it
Ho biting on me like every mosquito
I'm wearing shades, think I'm staring at people
I did the math and ain't no way we equal
This Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel, mm, mm
This Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel

Wake up, light the blunt I put out 'fore I fell asleep
My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm selling keys
My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee
You living life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me

Blunt
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Blunt to my lips, gun on my (Blunt, blunt)
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt, blunt)
This life gon' be the death of me
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt)
Blunt to my lips, gun on my (Blunt, blunt)
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt)
This life gon' be the death of me

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