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    Lil' Wayne Fly In текст песни

    Fly In

    So they asked me
    Young boy, whatchu gonna do the second time around?
    How you gonna come back?
    I try told ‘em I come back like thirty-two
    I jump back like thirty-three
    Uh, hit me, that’s nothing
    This here’s Tha Carter 2 people, this here’s Tha Carter 2 people

    Hey, they call me Mr. Carter
    I kissed the daughter
    Of the dead’s forehead
    I killed the father
    Spilled the heart of a mildew hata
    I will put them bodies on chill like glaciers
    Classiest, I’m craziest, it’s obvious
    Going against me is atheist
    I got my angels on my shoulder
    And a quarter of that angel dust
    I ain’t sniffin’ I’m just pitchin’ your honor
    I ain’t snitchin’ your honor
    Hate bitch niggas bitches with power
    Vacate when the kitchen get hotter
    I just sit on the counter
    Open the cabinet, close the cupboard
    Put that jar in the skillet drop a four in the bubbles
    I remember bein’ young tryin’ to hustle my dope
    Tryin’ to tell the old junkies that my crack ain’t soap
    Tryin’ to tell you ‘fore you jump that my mack ain’t broke
    You ain’t tryin’ to see how far that black batman go
    No, call me pacman your ghost is blue
    I got my red river rubies and my ocean blue
    Jewelry, usually I’m a hooligan for the money
    Yeah I’m eatin’ but I got a tapeworm in my tummy
    Make harm and I bomb you in public
    Getchu with the straight arm no warning, nothin’
    Look it’s mornin’, no yawnin’ or nothin’
    I ain’t sleepin’, I’m up tryin’ to take a niggas lunch
    You gonna make a nigga break a nigga first
    Then shake a nigga’s shorts and we takin’ what we want
    I’m so five-oh-four you gotta kill me here
    If you ever lookin’ for me bitch I will be here
    Cash money is the army, navy seal me here
    Alotta niggas ran from me but I still be here
    No chrome on the Continental
    I’m so fundamental
    Crack the feel, crack the roof and roll up the window
    And my hood love me they tell me bring it home
    That’s why I holler Holly Grove on each and every song
    You leapin’ at a dog, a dog with no bark
    Just a bite like an old shark
    And all you rich niggas know par
    I’m talkin’ about Stunna
    He like keep your dough he got your hoe
    When the sun shines on the king
    And sets on the prince,I met the birdman
    And I been shinin’ ever since, like that

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