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Disks of an alien source are approaching from the Sky. Radio contact has been attempted but cannot be Established. Instructions are to prepare for an Attack by an unknown enemy. Huh, huh. Yeah. Huh, huh. Uh. .44 Bulldog my motherfucking pet. I point it at you and tell that motherfucker Fetch. I'm fucking her good, she got her legs On my neck. I give pussy, mouth, and ass, Call that bitch triple threat. When I was in jail she let me call Her collect. But if she get greedy I'ma starve Her death. Top down, it's upset. Been fucking the world and nigga I ain't cum Yet. You fuck with me wrong I knock your Head off your neck. The flight too long, I got a bed on The jet. The guns are drawn and I ain't Talking about a sketch. I pay these niggas with a reality check. Prepare for the worst but still praying for the Best. This game is a bitch, I got my Hand up her dress. The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest. And AK-47 is my fucking address, Huh. I'm not a star, somebody lied. I got a chopper in the car, huh, Huh. I got a chopper in the car, huh, Huh. I got a chopper in the car. Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st. Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas Where it hurts. If I die today remember me Like John Lennon. Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh. Big black nigga in a icy watch. Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike Shop. Count the profits, you can bring 'em in A Nike box. Grinding in my Jordans, Kick 'em off, they might be odd. Swish, I'm swimming in a yellow bitch. In a red 911 looking devilish. Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down. Started with bulletproof 'til he got hit the fifth Time. Drop palm oil in a nigga dope. Make it come back even harder than before. Baby I'm the only one that paid your car Note. Well connected, got killers off in Chicago. I'm not a star, somebody lied. I got a chopper in the car, huh, huh. I got a chopper in the car, huh, huh. I got a chopper in the car. Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st. Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas Where it hurts. If I die today remember me Like John Lennon. Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh. Talk stupid, get your head popped. I got that Esther, bitch I'm Red Fox. Big Bs, Red Sox. I give money to kill time, dead clocks. You fucking with a nigga who don't give a Fuck. Empty the clip, then roll the window up. Pussy nigga sweet, you niggas Cinnabon. I'm in the red bitch, she say she finna Cum. Two hundred thou' on the chain, I don't need a piece. That banana clip let your keeter speak. Dark shades, Eazy-E. Five letters, YMCMB. Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga. I see you looking with your looking ass neighbor. You know the rules, kill 'em all and keep Moving. If I die today it'd be a holiday, Huh. I'm not a star, somebody lied. I got a chopper in the car, so don't Make it come alive. Yeah. Rip your ass apart, then I put myself Together. YMCMB double M, we rich forever. Huh. The bigger the bullet, the more that bitch Gon' bang. Red on the wall, Basquiat when I Paint. Yeah. Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to My bitch. Huh. My first home invasion, Papi gave me all the bricks. Woo. Son of a bitch, then I made a Great escape. Woo. Ain't it funny mama only son be baking cakes. Pull up in a sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus. Niggas gather 'round, Got gifts for each and all of y'all. Take it home and let it bubble, that's the Double up. Yeah. If you get in trouble that Just mean you fucking up. Nigga. It's a cold world, I need a bird To cuddle up. Yeah. I call the plays, motherfucker huddle up. I'm not a star, somebody lied. I got a chopper in the car. Yeah
Lil Wayne, Rick Ross — John Explicit Version
«John Explicit Version» — Lil Wayne, Rick Ross. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:47. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
