[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Man, all you pussy niggas drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters hold hands and jump off a building
I could still taste her pussy; memorabilia
Backpack full of artillery, one me, no equivalent
These niggas acting like lil' bitches
I don't understand this shit like you scribbled it
Took her clothes off, step back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up like a parking ticket
The end of the road is at walking distance
Have to get that blood off my hands, left the faucet drippin'
In yo' face like a airbag in a car collision
My weed man so consistent
I'm stayin' rich, tryin' not to make poor decisions
Everything I do, I plan it out like a solar system
Nigga, if you clumsy you gon' slip and fall a victim to me
Your bitch is sendin' naked pictures to me
Then she shoot over to my house, I scoot over in a bed
I shoot off in her mouth then she bit the bullet, uh
Skatin' on 'em like I'm Lil Wayne
And the weed so strong, I can feel veins
Write it down, take a picture, now I feel framed
The drugs got me so numb, I can't feel ashamed
And my girl at home with the mood swings
Girl, I gotta make a few runs like Usain
Wish I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry niggas going at yo' neck for that food chain
Pop some pills that make me sleepy
Hoes creep me in they Teepee
I hope that pussy taste like kiwi
Hope it's nicer than Tahiti, hopin' I could get a freebie
Leavin' a nigga body floatin' with a mouth full of seaweed
What's in my Louis backpack, that's E.T
Snitches give me the heebeegeebees
I hope they'll disappear, where the fuck is Houdini?
I got niggas on my side, you got niggas on yo' back
I'ma yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, fuck you, blow me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I don't really do shit but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the rocks
Red beam on yo' head, that's a cherry on top
You don't wanna keep your cool, I know niggas that'll die, uh
I danced with the devil in my dreams
When I wake up, I still hear the same song
Make me wanna blow a motherfucker brains out
Flood warning nigga, I'm about to brainstorm, lil nigga
I'll take yo' main ho, make her call her homegirl
Make 'em share the same dick
It's that motherfuckin' Dedication 5
I just hope I'll be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil Tunechi
Man, all you pussy niggas drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters hold hands and jump off a building
I could still taste her pussy; memorabilia
Backpack full of artillery, one me, no equivalent
These niggas acting like lil' bitches
I don't understand this shit like you scribbled it
Took her clothes off, step back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up like a parking ticket
The end of the road is at walking distance
Have to get that blood off my hands, left the faucet drippin'
In yo' face like a airbag in a car collision
My weed man so consistent
I'm stayin' rich, tryin' not to make poor decisions
Everything I do, I plan it out like a solar system
Nigga, if you clumsy you gon' slip and fall a victim to me
Your bitch is sendin' naked pictures to me
Then she shoot over to my house, I scoot over in a bed
I shoot off in her mouth then she bit the bullet, uh
Skatin' on 'em like I'm Lil Wayne
And the weed so strong, I can feel veins
Write it down, take a picture, now I feel framed
The drugs got me so numb, I can't feel ashamed
And my girl at home with the mood swings
Girl, I gotta make a few runs like Usain
Wish I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry niggas going at yo' neck for that food chain
Pop some pills that make me sleepy
Hoes creep me in they Teepee
I hope that pussy taste like kiwi
Hope it's nicer than Tahiti, hopin' I could get a freebie
Leavin' a nigga body floatin' with a mouth full of seaweed
What's in my Louis backpack, that's E.T
Snitches give me the heebeegeebees
I hope they'll disappear, where the fuck is Houdini?
I got niggas on my side, you got niggas on yo' back
I'ma yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, fuck you, blow me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I don't really do shit but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the rocks
Red beam on yo' head, that's a cherry on top
You don't wanna keep your cool, I know niggas that'll die, uh
I danced with the devil in my dreams
When I wake up, I still hear the same song
Make me wanna blow a motherfucker brains out
Flood warning nigga, I'm about to brainstorm, lil nigga
I'll take yo' main ho, make her call her homegirl
Make 'em share the same dick
It's that motherfuckin' Dedication 5
I just hope I'll be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil Tunechi
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