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Bill Gates
by Lil Wayne



Skinny a** pants
Fresh pair of vans
If you n****s keep trippin' n**** share an ambulance
Throw up blood with my hands
My gang poppin' n****s smoke that kush and not that reggie
For you name droppin' n****s
All day I do it
I do it like Tony
Got a sign on my dick that say "bad b****es only"
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Man I'm on that patron, f*** with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that b**** go 'pu'
Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b****es do too
Yeah all my n****s nuts and I'm a loose screw
B**** I get big bucks pockets on Bruce Bruce
Yeah I talk that s*** b**** I got bread, b**** I got toast
Welcome to the murder show I am the muthf***ing host
They call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the f***ing most
I'm at their throats until they choke
The God has spoke I need a smoke man(smoke break)
Now let it breath to em,
Yea

[Chorus]
It goes all these b****es and n****s still hatin'
I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gates
Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
Yeah life is a b**** but I appreciate her man

All these b****es and n****s still hatin'
Yea I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
Yeah life is a b**** but I appreciate her man
Yea

It go dark a** shades, I can't see them haters
Now eat these f***in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
Dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White
I'm high all day, you can call that s*** a long flight
Every nights a long night, every day is a holiday
I can f*** the squares now do that mean I'm out of shape
Yes I talk s***, got to defecate to conversate
Weezy f*** the world, yup I f*** it till it ovulate,
Get her to the crib get in that p**** and just dominate
Weezy F baby and the F is for fornicate
Polo Ralph Lauren b****, yeah that's what my pajamas say
Big tall gla** of some s*** you can't pronounciate
Beaucoup in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face
Still I do not give you mother f***ers the time of day
Pistol in your mouth I cannot make out what you tryna say
And if they want a war, then tell them mother f***ers bombs away man

[Chorus]

All these b****es and n****s still hatin'
Man I used to be ballin but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
Man life is a b**** but I appreciate her man

Let it breath to em,
Just let it breath to em
Yeah, ha ha
Young mula baby
Young mula baby
Young mula baby

Just let it breath to em
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written by BURNETT, MATTHEW RAYMOND / WHITE, BARRY / CARTER, DWAYNE / SAMUELS, MATTHEW JEHU
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC