Tha Fix Before Tha VI Album Lyrics by Lil Wayne

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Act Up

Uh, I put bitches on and they turned on me
They throw that pussy at me, then throw dirt on me
But, I know bitches change, so, I'm used to it
And, I'm stuck up in my ways, so, I get like this
When I hit it from the back, you turn your back on me
You turn your back on me
Why you turn your back on me?
You turn your back on me, think that's why I act like this
That's why I act like this
Think that's why I act like this
That's why I act like this

That's why I act up
Stunt hard, act a ass, bitch, don't test me
You know I'ma cut class, bitch, I go hard
Leave the past in the past, huh
She say I'ma end up by myself, but I ain't mad 'bout it
I brought hoes in here
I brought drugs and hoes in here
I see my five in here, he told me my slime in here
R.I.P., 'cause the Percocet got nigga restin' in pieces
Ooh, I bust on the shit and her breasts, she gon' wear it and eat it
Ooh, I put the dope dick on her bestie, they sharin' a needle
Ooh, I play with her clit like a tech 'til my fingers are bleedin'
Uh, I smell all of the lies on her breath when she tell me she need me

Uh, I put bitches on and they turned on me
They throw that pussy at me, then throw dirt on me
But, I know bitches change, so, I'm used to it
I'm stuck up in my ways, so, I get like this
Hit it from the back, she turn your back on me
She turned her back on me
Why you turn your back on me?
You turn your back on me, think that's why I act like this
That's why I act like this
Think that's why I act like this
That's why I act like this (uh)

I'm so careful, but, today, I can care less
Beat my chest
She so bashful, but she made me squeeze her neck
Held her breath
She's so carin', but, tonight she just don't care for her
So unwell, when and where? We might go there, we need air
I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you, it's a virtue, and I'm too weak to wait
If I hurt you, I reimburse you

Uh, I put bitches on and they turned on me
They throw that pussy at me then throw dirt on me
But, I know bitches change, so, I'm used to it
You got me stuck up in my ways like glue, lil' bitch
I hit it from the back, she turned her back on me
She turned her back on me
Why you turn your back on me?
You turn your back on me, think that's why I act like this
That's why I act like this
Think that's why I act like this
That's why I act like this
Think that's why I act up

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Birds

(M-M-M-Murda)

I got them birds, sell me them birds
This is absurd, I got the purse
Sell me the purse, sell me the Cutlass
They look like nerds when it come to numbers
Bitch, I'm a nerd, I'm doin' numbers
Bitch, I got birds, I got 'em hummin'
I got 'em twerkin', I got 'em jumpin'
I got a seven, I got a bundle
I got a worker, I got a runner
She got a Birkin, I got my gun in it in case you lurkin'
First, she didn't f*ck with Cocaine, she converted
I gave her too much of the Yay, she got nervous
I put my thumb in lil' bitch and she squirted
I put some beads on her waist and her girdle
I put that ho in the air on commercial
I sent her all the way down to the Turks

Tiger Woods in the Sunday clothes
I said, "Whole birds, I don't do wings, this ain't Buffalo, bitch"
Whole bunch of vultures, whole bunch of crows, bitch
I'm the Eagle Street, Russell Crowe and

I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy
And I got birds flyin' south, boy
Yeah, I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy
I got them birds by the flock, boy
Yeah, I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy
I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy
I make them birds sing like "Quack," boy
Free as a bird in the clouds, boy, yeah

I got them birds, birds
I got them birds, birds
I got them birds
I got them birds, furs
Get in my "Brrr," I made 'em, "Brrr, brrr"
All these girls, damn, I'm 'bout to serve
Yeah, I'm servin' them birds, ahead of the curve
Yeah, I'm 'bout to swerve, flag as red as a bird
All of these feathers, damn
All these treasures, remember to always measure
Always business, yeah, never pleasure
Remember, always, never
Wings stretchin', yeah
Both directions, yeah
Always flexin', charge him extra
I got Big Birds, you need Tweety, call Sylvester
Tiger Woods, I got birdies, dawg
If it's a drought, it snap my finger, all the birds gone fall
No discounts, f*ck you mean? You talkin' bird shit, dawg
Number thirty-three Celtics jersey on, bitch

I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy
Got them birds flyin' south, boy
Yeah, I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy
I got them birds by the flock, boy
Yeah, I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy
I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy
I got more birds than you got clout, boy
Free as a bird in the clouds, boy

I got them birds, sell me them birds
This is absurd, I got them purse
So many purse, so many colors
They look like nerds when it come to numbers
Bitch, I'm a nerd, I'm doin' numbers
Bitch, I got birds, I got 'em hummin'
I got 'em twerkin', I got 'em jumpin'
I got a servant, I got a butler
I got a worker, I got a runner
She got a Birkin, I got my gun in it in case you lurkin'
First, she didn't f*ck with Cocaine, she converted
I gave her too much of the yay, she got nervous
I put my thumb in lil' bitch and she squirted
I put some birds on her waist and her girdle
I put that ho in the air on commercial
I sent her all the way down with them turkeys
Tiger Woods

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Slip

Uh, South Beach, Spring, California, Autumn, Winter
Ain't talkin' shit, I'm garglin' the toilet water
Ballin' harder, Glock 40 on me, that's the party starter
In the cell, starin' at the bars like I'm on the charger
Came out at a hundred percent, money to spend
Nothin' to lose and somethin' to win, once and again
Jumped in the pool with her and her friend, none of us swim
Bussin' the moves like bumps on her skin, nuts on her chin
F*ckin' with Tune just doesn't make sense, gun in my clench
Gun is so huge, I can't tuck it in, it's cuttin' my wind
Chuggin' the juice, my cup got a twin
This one is for Pimp, this one is for Screw
And this one is for Nip, pour out and sip
Bubble gum cookin' banana leaves flip, Nevada heat list
Champagne, Tropicana, sweet blend, Cabana weekend
Bitches tannin', poppin' Xannies, deep end
Barely blinkin', twirlin' on the dick like ballerinas
And balance beamin'

Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
And y'all bitches look excellent on my dick
Y'all bitches go equestrian on my dick
Go extra-terrestrial on my dick
Head spinnin' like the Exorcist on my dick
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Y'all niggas like my exes, still on my dick
Y'all niggas like extra ticks on my shit
Don't slip on this banana clip, get y'all ass split
Hella bullets in the extra-length full-ass clip
Trigger puller with an extra-strength good-ass grip
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Y'all niggas die, X-ing 'em off my list
Y'all niggas like lesbians, y'all might kiss
Y'all niggas like protection, nigga, y'all might slip (baow)

San Juan summer, Suede winter off
Talkin' prices, goin' back and forward like a tennis ball
Talkin' business, guns start ringin', that's a business call
It's only business, take a nigga chain like it's his business card
Clips extended, hangin' out the banger, that's extension cords
He's a pussy, he can't do a thing, now that's just menopause
Bitch made and I'm the switchblade that's sharper than a sword
I gotta stay up, 'cause who gon' catch a blade when it fall?
Politickin' in the penthouse like it's the Pentagon
And we feedin' sharks on the yacht, throwin' niggas off
Can't believe the thots ever thought they'd throw a nigga off
Archer greens, sparks red dots glowin' in the dark
Heavy is the head that wears the crown, and all my pillows soft
Talkin' all that gangsta shit, I love this sound of pillow talk
Steady is the hand that whip around the pot, I'm kitchen smart
Becky give me head, open her mouth so wide, I hit her heart
Becky give me head, and use no Uzi, that's for intercourse
Becky give me head, and use my pubic hair as dental floss
Then of course, I put on all red, hop up in a Porsche
Fast lane, it's a man's game, meet me center court
In this sport, twenty-four-seven, no eight, nigga
Mamba mentality, but we ain't got no snakes with us
They slither, diamonds in my mouth look like I ate glitter
And bae brought her bae with her, double play, nigga, oh

Y'all niggas like, y'all niggas
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
And y'all bitches look excellent on my dick
Y'all bitches go equestrian on my dick
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Y'all niggas like my exes still on my dick
Y'all niggas like extra ticks on my shit
Y'all niggas like protection, nigga, y'all might slip (baow)

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Kat Food

I'm daydreamin', I'm Codeinin'
I'm slow walkin', I'm floatin', Houdini
My ho, she screamin', for more, she fiendin'
I just turned her daydreams to wet dreams, no bikini
Ooh, no bikini, ooh, no demeanor
I just put it all up in her face, woah, Noxzema
Bad bitches all up on my case, no subpoena
Cat hangin' out that cat suit, ooh, Serena
Ooh, Serena, ooh, Serena
Cat hanging out that cat suit, ooh, Serena
Woah, I eat her, like, hyena
Come here, girl, I got that cat food, ooh, Purina
Ooh, Purina, it's wet, Katrina
Cat hangin' out that cat suit, ooh, that cheetah
Ooh, I eat her like, hyena
Come here, girl, I got that cat food, ooh, Purina

My AK-47 got my .40 jealous
Green Goblin, she Red Robin, we look like watermelon
Last nigga gave me stank eye, I let the coroner smell him
Everybody screamin', "Thank God," I tell them all, "You're welcome"
We be poppin' X for breakfast, so say, "Good mornin', Malcolm"
Money need a home and my pockets look like a homeless shelter
She anxious, she obsessive over them Franklins
Undress her and then I spank her
Got devils posing as angels
Got bitches everywhere, insects
Sprayin' at 'em like Windex
I eat her like a shark and I still ain't learn how to swim yet
I still ain't f*ck her friend yet
Once I do, I'ma dipset
Put a red bow on that bitch back and send her back to him gift wrapped, de nada

I'm daydreamin', I'm Codeinin'
I'm slow walkin', I'm floatin', Houdini
My ho, she screamin', for more, she fiendin'
I just turned her daydreams to wet dreams, no bikini
Ooh, no bikini, ooh, no demeanor
I just put it all up in her face, woah, Noxzema
Bad bitches all up on my case, no subpoena
Cat hangin' out that cat suit, ooh, Serena
Ooh, Serena, ooh, Serena
Cat hanging out that cat suit, ooh, Serena
Woah, I eat her, like, hyena
Come here, girl, I got that cat food, ooh, Purina
Ooh, Purina, it's wet, Katrina
Cat hangin' out that cat suit, ooh, that cheetah
Ooh, I eat her like, hyena
Come here, girl, I got that cat food, ooh, Purina

Uh, I'm walking 'round my house with jewelry on
Diamonds in my mouth, I eat her out and now her pussy glowin'
She say she a eater, I'ma feed her like I've cooked before
Ass, pussy, boobs, APB, yeah, I'm lookin' for 'em
Bitch look good as Autumn, walking 'round my house with flowers on
Dick up in her mouth, can't pull it out, it's like a power cord
She say she a eater and she treat it like a power lunch
La-la-la-la-la, her mouth feel like she got a thousand tongues
Wait, she bad? Uh-huh
Got ass? Uh-huh
Got friends? Uh-huh
They dance? Uh-huh
Hands on your knees, buss it down
Let me see that ass jump for me up and down
Jump around, wait
Pop that pussy, shake that ass
I pop a Perc and take a Xan
I cop a Birkin, eighty grand
Like Lord have mercy, praying hands
Gabbana, that's her favorite brand
Nirvana, that's her favorite band
Gelato, that's my favorite strand
I break it down like Legoland, and I'm

I'm daydreamin', I'm Codeinin'
I'm slow walkin', I'm floatin', Houdini
My ho, she screamin', for more, she fiendin'
I just turned her daydreams to wet dreams, no bikini
Ooh, no bikini, ooh, no demeanor
I just put it all up in her face, woah, Noxzema
Bad bitches all up on my case, no subpoena
Cat hangin' out that cat suit, ooh, Serena
Ooh, Serena, ooh, Serena
Cat hanging out that cat suit, ooh, Serena
Woah, I eat her, like, hyena
Come here, girl, I got that cat food, ooh, Purina
Ooh, Purina, it's wet, Katrina
Cat hangin' out that cat suit, ooh, that cheetah
Ooh, I eat her like, hyena
Come here, girl, I got that cat food, ooh, Purina

She bad? Uh-huh
Got ass? Uh-huh
Got friends? Uh-huh
They dance? Uh-huh
Hands on your knees, buss it down
Let me see that ass jump for me up and down
Jump around, uh

Hands on your knees, buss it down
Hands on your knees, buss it down
Let me see that ass jump for me up and down
Buss it, buss it down, up and down
Hands on your knees, buss it down
Let me see that ass jump for me, jump around
Let me, let me see that ass jump for me, jump around
Jump around, jump around, jump around, jump a-, jump a-, jump around
I told her, "Hands on your knees, buss it down"
Let me, let me see that ass jump for me up and down, jump around

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Tuxedo

I ain't Aaron Rodgers 'cause I'm still on that pack, nigga
Still got twelve on my motherf*ckin' back, nigga
Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga
I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga

F*ckin' all night long when I wake up, I could barely walk
Money callin' me, I say, "Hello?", That shit said, "Can we talk?"
Don't care who these rappers are, that shit sound sound like salad bars
Countin' so much money, I'ma need a hand massage
I took a sip like that shit Frappuccino
I wore a tuxedo to cook up a kilo
I'm in the kitchen lookin' like Al Pacino
Whippin' Aquafina 'til it's Pellegrino
Shout out the CO that gave me some pussy in jail
On the d-low, she one, double zero
Shout out to freak hoes that I get the lead role
But this is a b-roll lowkey had me emo (f*ck)

I ain't a killer but you pushin' me
I smoke your lil' ass like some kushery
I burn your lil' ass like a DVD
I caught my lil' ho with a EBT
I think this ho thinking 'bout havin' ten of me
Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me
She want some company, she want some misery
She want some Tiffany's, bitch, you a Headphanie
I know the bad times won't ever replace the good (the good)
I got some new money comin' in, gotta make room (check)

Instead of me holdin' the trophy, I'd rather my brothers
I got a homie who stay in the field, on the mountain, had a hell of a splittable
Now he inside and he totin' a cutter
They put a lil' thing on the side that go clickin' and make it go, "Brr"
Smoother than butter and I'm always tellin' myself
Just 'cause he showin' me love, it do not mean they love us
I'm takin' my time and can nobody rush us
Said she got a man with a whole lot of rules, and she breakin' em all
So I'm doin' it justice, don't leave me alone, I never did trust us
Too many eyes on the team like I'm sendin' a text with no auto-correct, huh, huh
Said she a virgin until she get f*cked like a slut on the jet
I only come to collect
I'ma go through all the threat without makin' a threat
Shit is a movie, it's lookin' like Tubi and I'm seein too many flaws in your set
Still on road and I came off tourin'
And I ain't shit but I'm still important
I don't judge and I do no courtin'
It ain't nothin' left when I take my portion
We gon' die enormous, playin' no games and I still be scorin'
Ain't shit pretty, my bitch is gorgeous
Now that man in the mirror ain't normal

I ain't a killer but you pushin' me
I smoke your lil ass like some kushery
I burn your lil ass like a DVD
I caught my lil' ho with a EBT
I think this ho thinking 'bout havin' ten of me
Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me
She want some company, she want some misery
She want some Tiffany's, bitch, you a Headphanie
I know the bad times won't ever replace the good (the good)
I got some new money comin' in, gotta make room (yeah)

I ain't Aaron Rodgers 'cause I'm still on that pack, nigga
Still got twelve on my motherf*ckin' back, nigga
Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga
I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga

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To The Bank

I'm twisting Medicinal
Pissing medicinal, spittin' that clinical
I'm in the delivery room, pockets pregnant, bitch tryna clip the umbilical
I ain't simple or typical, gen', or general
Nigga, I'm nuts, no genitals
I fell in love with them chemicals
I bust a few nuts and she swim in 'em
These niggas act tough and they feminine
Play no games, nigga, not even scrimmagin'
These niggas can't see me, no imagery
My pockets so fat, they hemorrhagin'
Damn, that's an injury, I gotta keep the same energy
My soda pink with that remedy
I can't rest in place 'cause they diggin' me, shit
Big Tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds
Shoot up everything but the kids room
I walk out the bank like the men's room
I got paper like I'm a tribune
I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
Cum all over her face, now, her skin smooth

Ho-ass nigga, camel toe-ass nigga
Pantyhose-ass nigga
Candy store-ass nigga
Sweet and sourdough-ass nigga
Don't know how it go-ass nigga
I'm a giant, I'ma come, and thump, fee-fi, and fo that nigga
Wait, I'm a baboon, I'm a tycoon
Bitch, it's Lil' Tune, elephant in the room
I'm the shit, the perfume, I'm the salt in the wound
And I walk on the moon, it's like carpet to Tune
I thought you was a goon, well, take off the costume
You soft as balloons, I play darts with balloons
Yeah, I make your heart, "Boom-boom-boom"
Yeah, I break her heart like the rules, yeah

Wait, I'm livin' the dream, piffin' the green
Sippin' the lean, give me a bean
Feelin' serene, I'm here with a queen
She here for a ring, I'm killin' her dreams
I'm killin' the scene
A nigga a king, they kissin' the ring
Yeah, bling-ity bling
Drippin', ravine, I'm with the regime
We finna rage against the machine

I'm twisting Medicinal
Pissing medicinal, spittin' that clinical
I'm in the delivery room, pockets pregnant, bitch tryna clip the umbilical
I ain't simple or typical, gen', or general
Nigga, I'm nuts, no genitals
I fell in love with them chemicals
I bust a few nuts and she swim in 'em
These niggas act tough and they feminine
Play no games, nigga, not even scrimmagin'
These niggas can't see me, no imagery
My pockets so fat, they hemorrhagin'
Damn, that's an injury, I gotta keep the same energy
My soda pink with that remedy
I can't rest in peace 'cause they diggin' me, shit
Big Tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds
Shoot up everything but the kids room
I walk out the bank like the men's room
I got paper like I'm a tribune
I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
Cum all over her face, now, her skin smooth

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Chanel No. 5

I bought my bitch some Chanel Number 5
Five star the blicky, I rep for the five
Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime
Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye
Bussdown brass knuckles, she wink and I f*ck her
You blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
F*ck around, you could get sprayed, hey

I see the hate everywhere with my eyes
Lil' bae just text, "Where you at?" No reply
I skeet in her face, she laid back, open wide
Before we had cake, niggas had humble pie
I smell like cream and Chanel Number 5
You smell Codeine when I belch before I
I put OG in the air, that's a log
Choppa gon' ring like, "Hello? It's for y'all" (Hello?)
Coco Chanel
All of my niggas, they Loco Chanel
I'm only puttin' West Coast in the L
Okay, okay, now I'm smokin' Chanel
Rich as a bitch, I'm like Oprah Chanel
All of these niggas, they broker than nails
All off these niggas, they jokin', Chapelle
I spent a millon on Venmo and on Zelle

And it's flyin' off the shelf
They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel

Yeah, I think they want me to fail
They know damn well if it's featurin' Foushee then that shit gon' sell
They don't acknowledge but dip in the well
I got a Grammy while clippin' my nails
Huh, I ain't gotta prove shit, I could scream in this bitch
Got the pop bitches rockin' out hard, then switch
New sound, new wig, new cadence, brand new style
You could copy now, I'm singin' like, "Mm-hmm, alright"
I don't gotta try hard, it's so light
Got all of this green, it's go time
I'ma make 'em go mad in no time
They sayin' shit gettin' spooky
So I put my money on Tunechi
I put my heart in that loose leaf
So I never trust, never lose sleep

And It's flyin' off the shelf
They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel
Thats' why I wanna be like myself
They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel

I bought my bitch some Chanel Number 5
Five star the blicky, I rep for the five
Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime
Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye
Bussdown brass knuckles, she wink and I f*ck her
You blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
F*ck around, you could get sprayed, hey

Okay, I got that white girl, Adele
I got that white girl, Adele
What is all this fake shit that I smell?
Boy, I'm goin' apeshit like Pharrell
Wait, I smell like weed and Chanel Number 5
I make her scream 'til I tell her, "Be quiet"
Get on your knees and make me weak in mind
I say, "Oh, yeah," like three-sixty-five
"Oh, yeah" like three-sixty-five
I smell like her and Chanel Number 5
I'm twistin' purple and yellow, LeBron
I feel like earth, wind and fire combined
I smell like weed and Chanel Number 5
His bitch smell like me, he can smell when she lyin'
He punchin' her nose, but won't dare hit a guy
That nigga pussy and his girl pussy mine
I smell like Snoop and Chanel Number 5
He throw up the deuce, I just held up a five
I'm faster, my nigga, just fell from the sky
There's love in the air, hold my breath, count to five

Blink-blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet (yeah, yeah)

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No New Bitches

(Wheezy outta here)

I can't believe you just swallowed a family
You tell me that pussy is my property
But I'm 'bout to leave it with property damage
And please do not go f*ck the opp if I vanish
She sleep in my robe, that Versace, that's fancy
I'm sweet in her throat, her esophagus candy
Treat me like Mentos, got me jolly as ranchers

Girl, I got news for you
That man can't do what I do for you
I keep control on cruise so cool for you
Keep these hoes on snooze, no snooze button
I keep my focus on you, do the moves for me
Move with it
I get lost in it like a new city
Leave your drawers with me like a souvenir
I went long in it ain't no two minutes
I'ma ball in it, I'ma hoop in it

I don't talk shit, I keep my two pennies
I don't want shit unless you give it
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No-no new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
If I don't know shit, I know what to do with it
Lil mama you the shit, number two with it

I can't believe you just swallowed a family
You tell me that pussy is my property
But I'm 'bout to leave it with property damage
And please do not go f*ck the opp if I vanish
She sleep in my robe, that Versace, that's fancy
I'm sweet in her throat, her esophagus candy
Treat me like Mentos, got me jolly as ranchers

Pop that pussy for a real nigga
I'ma pop that pussy like a pill, nigga
Tylenol PM, Advil, nigga
Make her drop that pussy like a spill, nigga
And I'ma mop that pussy like a spill, nigga
And I'ma cop, that pussy like to steal, nigga
And I'ma rock that pussy like Aaliyah nigga
And I'ma shock that pussy 'cause I'm ill, nigga (Wheezy outta here)
Make the pussy lips whisper in my ear, nigga
Making f*ck faces ugly like Seal, nigga
Got a rubber on like a Richard Mille, nigga
Make her pop that pussy like a hair trigger
Bop-bop-bop that pussy like a snare, nigga
Got her legs bust open in the chair, nigga
Pussy so pink it look medium rare, nigga

I don't talk shit, I keep my two pennies
I don't want shit unless you give it
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No-no new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
If I don't know shit, I know what to do with it
Lil mama you the shit, number two with it

I can't believe you just swallowed a family
You tell me that pussy is my property
But I'm 'bout to leave it with property damage
And please do not go f*ck the opp if I vanish
She sleep in my robe, that Versace, that's fancy
I'm sweet in her throat, her esophagus candy
Treat me like Mentos, got me jolly as ranchers

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Tity Boi

Bitch, I'm on one, two, three, four Percs, light work though
I don't f*ck with pussies, but I keep a tight circle
Yeah, all I wear is designer-like work clothes
Dirty South nigga, bitch, come ride me like a dirt road
One, two, three, four Percs, light work though
Ski, ski, ride a nigga like, "Skrrt, skrrt," ho
Yeah, In a fur coat, yeah, no shirt though
Ten toes down on the ground, no turf toe
I'm with a housewife, I dig her out twice
And then we chill and talk about life and organize heists
And if I feel it's organized right and authorized right
Then I'm walkin' out nice, can't slip, walkin' on water, not ice
In the worstest conditions, I still have perfect attendance
I'm from where the innocent mothers givin' birth to defendants
This Earth is a prison, serve my purpose before I'm finished
Servin' my sentence, work relentless to get no further than inches
That hurt when it isn't courtesy givin' currency earned
Price on my head, I'm straight though, like the money a perm
Got money to burn 'til judgment day, court is adjourned
Get out of order with me, nigga, get your order returned
Now, who want smoke with me? That's a joke to me
Shoot up your block and double back 'cause I got OCD
I'm triple OG 'round this bitch, they call me OG Three
It's me and Mac, he like Shaq, but I'm Kobe B

Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In a throne, I'm a king, I'm Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch lookin', I wink and she with it
In that pussy I'm sinkin' like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love titties
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In a throne, I'm a king, I'm Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch lookin', I wink and she with it
In that pussy I'm sinkin' like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love

Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love titties (let me see them)
Titties, titties, titties, titties (let me see them)
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love titties (let me see them, let me see)
Titties

So far and so on, I got diamonds all on my forearm
I got the whole Balenciaga store on
She got Savage X Fenty volume four on
I got so much drip, I got a boat on
On the Molly, I'm a moron
But, right now, I'm just lightin' Za
Let me get my Zsa Zsa Gabor on

Uh, like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In a throne, I'm a king, I'm Mike Bibby
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch lookin', I wink and she with it
In that pussy I'm sinkin' like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love

Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties (Let me see them)
Titties, titties, titties, titties (Let me see them)
Titties

I told that bitch, take her shirt off
Sexy ass nigga in this bitch with my shirt on
I don't even work out, lil bitch, I just work hard
I don't even work out, lil bitch, I just work hard
Her pussy like a ocean, my tongue like a surfboard
My dick like a yacht, darlin'
I might as well throw me a yacht party
This dick gon' have that ho on cloud nine
When I leave, it's gon' feel like the sky fallin'
She want Lil Tunechi to titty f*ck her
I cum on her chest, leave a mini puddle
She make 'em bounce, work them titty muscles
I want the bitch with the biggest bubbles
I want the bitch with the biggest couple
Big ass, big lips, that's a triple-double
Yeah, I'm trippin' baby
Yeah, until I stumble, Lil Tunechi

Uh, like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'
In a throne, I'm a king, I'm like B.B
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it's pink and it's pretty
Your bitch lookin', I wink and she with it
In that pussy I'm sinkin' like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love titties
Just some titties
Titties
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love
Titties

And, that's when I say
That's when I say
I say, "Are you on your way?"
She say, "Where the Uber at?"
I said, "I'll meet you at my gate"
And, wait, wait 'til you see your Uber driver's face
And I'll buy you lingerie
Yeah, I just hope you in the mood for that
Oh, we can talk and spark a J, lil' bae
Then you get too faded, now you gotta stay
Either way, now you're f*ckin' on a nigga from the Eastside
Yeah, and it's 'bout to get ugly
Turn around, I hit it from the b-side
Yeah, make her scream, "Young Money"

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Good Morning

Good Morning
it's Weezy FS1

Skip the BS and put everybody after VS
P.S. all I spit is F-A-C-T-S
The best, Skip Bayless yeah, say less
Top of the top, apex, everyday flex

If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', I ain't tryin' to hate
Let's have a Jordan and Lebron debate, I got time today
Drippin' on the chain, my diamonds say what they gotta say
If you think it's a game, I commentate, I ain't got to play
On in the morning, I own my opponent
My competition is not an issue, just cotton tissue, uh
Unconventional, controversial, convoluted
Unconditional, undeterred and undisputed

No mercy, no mercy
Unconventional, controversial, convoluted
This the new Undisputed

Now let's go face to face, I embrace debate
I don't make mistakes, I just make my case
Drops mic when I'm done, what more can I say?
Not bitin' my tongue, I don't like the taste
And I won't back down, won't back down
Won't back down, won't back down
Won't back down, won't back down
Won't back down, won't back down

No mercy, no mercy
No mercy, yeah
Unconventional, controversial, convoluted
Unconditional, undeterred and undisputed
No mercy, no mercy
No mercy, yeah
Unconventional, controversial, convoluted
This the new Undisputed
No mercy

Good morning
It's Weezy FS1