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Lil Wayne

Family Feud

 

Family Feud

(альбом: Dedication 6: Reloaded - 2018)


Yeah, Dedication 6, of course
Shout out Guru for sending me the beat, too
Young Angel, Young Lion
More Life, no dying
Yeah, alright, I got it, yeah

Super Bowl goals, I'm at the crib with Puff
He got Kaepernick on the phone, he in a whole different mode
Angel hair at 2AM for Bey and Hov
Just to show 'em how I treat the city like my humble abode
Ayy, tell me if TD Bank is approving loans
I'm thinking of paying Wayne what Universal owes
My nigga spent a lifetime going platinum and gold
He should own half of the label, shit outta control
Somebody get Larry Jackson on the phone
I need some ownership if we pressing go
'Cause business is booming on behalf of me
I need a bite outta the Apple like Adam and Eve
We gon' have to break the billi' curse
I need my paper long like "A Milli" verse
Or too long like a sentence from a Philly judge
Fuck is the point in all the beefing when we really blood?
Nobody wins when the family feuds, nigga
Everybody gotta eat, we can't exclude niggas
I make the crib, expanding pools and expanding rooms
Adding Hammam Spas with tanning booths, nigga
That's truth, no boost, nigga
But this isn't all about calling truce
I'm still dishing out verbal abuse
That shit could get re-introduced
If somebody got something they urging to prove, nigga
Inspiring to the youth
New Year's Eve, looking like a royal flush
Wait, we all in the same suit
I'm Hall of Fame in the booth, nigga
My karma making the news, nigga
This pudding taste like the proof, nigga
If I ever see Trump, he better salute niggas
Much as we do, nigga, for real

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Six shit

I could care less 'bout your squad, I don't connect when I'm flying
I'm on a jet and it's mine, I just hope the weather is fine
I took the jet to Dubai, I took the jet to Milan
I took the jet way to Africa, shout out my nigga Akon
Your bitch sweating my squad, please get the sweat out her eye
I put the dick in her spine, I fucked the bitch in her prime
Don't get my credit declined, give all the credit to Moms
I flipped the bird at the Bird hey, what's for dinner? Popeyes
These chickens got bird flu, and they chirp, chirp too
Always sung, never flew, these boys Hot Girls too
If money grow on trees, I climb and rest in that bitch
Build a treehouse and knock the bird nest out that bitch
Stuck my neck out and shit, then got the heck out that shit
And when I did, I took the special effect out of that shit
Tunechi F 'round this bitch
The best thing left 'round this bitch
All you niggas some bitches, I feel like Hef 'round this bitch
You call her Stephanie, I call her Steph 'round this bitch
Now back to whipping the baby on some step mama shit
I come direct with my shit, I come correct with my shit
A blank check on your face, put some respek on my shit
Branches starting to shake, here comes the leaves, get the rake
I want my piece of the cake, it should be sweeter than cake
Here come the leaves, get the rake, and we ain't leaving the rake
We made the cleanest escape, although I bleeped in your face
You playing wit the right one today
Your flag is a white one today
You wearing em tight ones today
Check me or write one today
You playing with fire today
The Angel and Lion are greats
Oh my God, lightning striking twice in this place
Should we make a wish or should we make it right in this place?
All this motherfucking beef, I need some rice on this plate
Talked to your wifey today, she feeling trifling she say
Talked to the sniper, he say he aiming at diapers today
Pick you off like picking peppers, Peter Piper today
So tell your squad I say "BLAOW" like Spice 1 would say
It's Mortal Kombat tonight, it's Street Fighter today
I'm Major Bison, Drizzy lit like Raiden light up the place
You see blue face hundreds 'til you white in the face
Oh my God, it feel like I done life in this place
But swear to God, I got money doing life in my safe
Put on the gloves like MJ, go from OG to OJ
I make you pay attention then rip your receipt in your face
This for Cita and Nae, this for my people and bae
I got three sons of a gun, them niggas keep me on safe
Hol' up, I am the black god to the church
I am the fat boy to dessert
I am the landlord to the first, got two bangers
One of them go "bada boom," one of them go "bada bing"
I taught these hoes how to love, I taught these boys how to lean
I'm high in the sky and I twinkle
The eyes don't lie 'til you blink 'em
Keep the iron for the wrinkles
The mansion came with the sprinklers
I want Arabian wealth
You snakes come make me a belt
Yeah, you know life is a movie, you niggas playing yourselves, damn

That's some six shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I want Arabian wealth
You snakes come make me a belt
It's every man for themselves, it's every baby for sale
And you know life is a movie, you niggas rating yourself
I just hope it's a porn to watch you pussies play with yourself
That's some six shit

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