Lyrics:
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
Verse 1
Girl I'm looking at your eyes and they're saying hello dude
And I'm looking at your lips and they're saying I want you
And I whisper in your
It's elementary
Watson
Magnifying glass look through the pocket
Alicia, my keys, I'm her locksmith
Gassed up when Jordin is sparkin'
Hole in one through
THAT LAST DANCE
A CERTAIN SHADE OF SADNESS IN YOUR EYES
BLUE IS NO COLOR FOR CHRISTMAS
ITS SILVER BELLS CAROLING
YOU AND ME WARMING UP WITH WINTER
lipstick, and a pocketbook
You all in b****, sit down when you piss
Sweet a**, you a h**, watch I blow you a kiss
To my cousin Jimmy Watson, stay up homie
here on
You know that's where I'm gon' die
I could spend a lifetime in those eyes
Yeah, yeah
Dance it off, we're so intwined with love
You're so
ooh
[C.C. White]
The smile I had has gone away
[J.T. Early]
Those that steal are gonna pay
[Curtis, J.T. Early, C.C. White, Wayne]
Steppin to the bad
with a cardboard box, in the manner preferred by famous singing christians.
Rhonda reaches inside the briefcase and locates her 'special atomic glasses'
make sure the kids were all outside
Billy Watson would look out for the evil eye
Now Mrs. Bailey took a nap at three o'clock each day
We knew that
lil wayne)
Yea, ice cream hoodie,
Bathin Ape tennis shoes,
No time for pictures,
No time for interviews,
Imma go and get money,
Snowstorm or sunny,
wide eyes in my weak mind
Stop being weak, self hate vulnerability
If you don't like hearing this, you can skip the beat
Pain is a human trait, stop
an' Martin Luther
I don't ever play but I'm in the game lady,
They just loose to love, those are tennis games lady,
Have you countin' money goin'
i'm the biggest Lindsay Lohan fan next to her mom
got her posters on my wall, think about her all of the time
it's like i wake up in the morning
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
her up like a gun in her spleen
My name is Lil Wayne and I'm a microfiend!
Hit me again!
Alright I'm going back in like
B back on my 1, 2
Now watch me
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Rhonda, that evil prince...he certainly does have a way about him!
I try, I can't escape
No lie, I'll go insane
Pull out just like Bruce Wayne
Hopped out, stay in your lane
Drive by 128
Hotline just going crazy
We
all
In my heart I make it pound I take my time
When my mind get overwhelmed I close my eyes
I get mad about times say you by my side
Put
sexy in the air
With those eyes, those eyes, those eye-a-eye-a-a eyes
Your eyes your eyes your eyes-a-ba-a-ba-eyes
With those eyes, those eyes, those
In those last five seconds where you gave into your demons
In those last five seconds when you realize you wanna stop breathing
In those last five
Baby I miss you, like when can we meet?
Turned the stove on, didn't turn down the heat
Yeah baby I miss you, those eyes hold my gaze
I just wanna
like a race
Stick loaded dont break in my place
I just take em' down by the case
She my summer fling shawty and she knew it from the get go
Say she bout
Salthill or Mallow
I stood like John Wayne by the wall
Lined up like cattle, we waited to do battle and fall
You can't wine and dine her in an old Morris
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