Line Em Up
Lil Wayne
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(M-M-M-Murda) I had a Benz when you had a bike Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white You could ask Jada Pinkett, nigga, I'm a legend You could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend She say I got a vanilla aftertaste Cut his face, let him use his blood for his aftershave Harrell Park, it ain't nothin' like South Park Pistol whip you 'til you know the serial number by heart Sit the chop on top your nose, if you sneeze, I squeeze Got them extra extendos, call them Eazy-Es Uzi, .223s, Tecs, semi-automatic, reflex Bullet ain't got no name, but these no names ain't got no respect Put some respect on my name, don't know where I got that from Mad scientist in this bitch, don't even know what I'm mad for Whoo, 'cause it's hard to ignore the bullshit when it can't flush Whoo, tryna Donald Duck, but you can't duck, nigga, blaow Stunt, stunt, real deal Had the MAC-11, real, real Had to send your ass, the real deal Had to send your ass, the real deal I had to line 'em up, line 'em up You niggas quack me up Daffy, Donald Duck Stunt, stunt, real deal Had the MAC-11, real, real Had to send your ass the real deal Had to send your ass the real deal I had to line 'em up, I'm anonymous You niggas quack me up, brah You better Donald Duck Gas 'em up, I'ma fire 'em up Yeah, pack 'em up, I'ma pile 'em up Yeah, line 'em up, yeah, sign 'em up Yeah, line 'em up, I'm anonymous Leave out the bitch, comin' back with the dogs I'm comin' back with the dogs Go at my neck, I come back at your skull I'm comin' back with her drawers Come back with the bag, the package and all Yeah, I put the stash in the wall 30-round dick, I'm jackin' it off, yeah To eighty more jacks in the cards Aces and Kings, blackest of hearts I played the hands I was taught Family man, your family involved, damn Family tree, branches gon' fall Actin' an ass, no actin' at all, no All of the cameras is off You fucked up the deal, look back at the mall We dunk on 'em back at the forum I had a Benz when you had a bike Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white Ask Jada Pinkett, I'm a legend You could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend Stunt, stunt, real deal Had the MAC-11, real, real Had to send your ass the real deal Had to send your ass the real deal I had to line 'em up, yeah, sign 'em up These niggas quack me up Better Donald Duck Line 'em up, sign 'em up I'ma grind 'em up, I'ma fire 'em up Smoke, smoke (gas 'em up), smoke, smoke (pile 'em up) Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke Huh, huh Line 'em up, yeah, blaow Smoke, Donald Duck I see you backin' up You better Donald Duck You niggas quack me up You better Donald Duck, blaow, blaow Line 'em up, you better Donald Duck Gas 'em up, and I'ma fire 'em up, yeah Pack 'em up, and I'ma pile 'em up Smoke, Funeral
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