[Intro: Rick Ross]
Man I’m tired as fuck, I just woke up
I couldn’t fuck them hoes man
I’ll fuck one of them hoes, I’ll bust a nut quick as fuck
I’ll fuck a hoe for about a minute and a half, nigga maybe a minute nigga shit
And I counted that change, shit and I went to sleep on that bitch
Fuck you been doing nigga you been quiet as fuck over there
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I’ve been sipping all this cough syrup and still coughing
Taking all this fucking Adderall, I’m sleep walking
Smoking all this fucking loud, I mean it’s real noisy
Take your bitch she can’t be found, I’m talking milk carton
I’ve been popping all these pain pills and still hurting
Popping all these Percs, call me Lil Wayne Perkins
Lil Tunechi, you can call me Pill Gates
All you niggas real fake, I like my kill laced
I live in Miami, I see real dolphins
Do donuts in the Lamby, I get real nauseous
Sipping out my GRAMMY, Best Hip Hop Artist
Get a bitch some Xannys, ain’t no Bill Cosby
I do business in her panties that’s my real office
And these Jordans I got on come from the real Jordan
Why your boyfriend gotta act like he your drill sergeant?
Enjoying the fruits of my labor have a peeled orange
Holding hands around the table with the meal on it
Eating all these niggas food although we still starving
Money, clothes, cars, and hoes I keep it real foreign
Pill Gates I make your hoe pop a pill for me
Man I’m tired as fuck, I just woke up
I couldn’t fuck them hoes man
I’ll fuck one of them hoes, I’ll bust a nut quick as fuck
I’ll fuck a hoe for about a minute and a half, nigga maybe a minute nigga shit
And I counted that change, shit and I went to sleep on that bitch
Fuck you been doing nigga you been quiet as fuck over there
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I’ve been sipping all this cough syrup and still coughing
Taking all this fucking Adderall, I’m sleep walking
Smoking all this fucking loud, I mean it’s real noisy
Take your bitch she can’t be found, I’m talking milk carton
I’ve been popping all these pain pills and still hurting
Popping all these Percs, call me Lil Wayne Perkins
Lil Tunechi, you can call me Pill Gates
All you niggas real fake, I like my kill laced
I live in Miami, I see real dolphins
Do donuts in the Lamby, I get real nauseous
Sipping out my GRAMMY, Best Hip Hop Artist
Get a bitch some Xannys, ain’t no Bill Cosby
I do business in her panties that’s my real office
And these Jordans I got on come from the real Jordan
Why your boyfriend gotta act like he your drill sergeant?
Enjoying the fruits of my labor have a peeled orange
Holding hands around the table with the meal on it
Eating all these niggas food although we still starving
Money, clothes, cars, and hoes I keep it real foreign
Pill Gates I make your hoe pop a pill for me
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