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2016-12-28

  Burn - Lil Wayne

  Hammer on the dresser, work on the stove

  I'm sitting on the counter blowing purp out my nose

  Red bone naked, in the bed flexin'

  I say bitch I ain't impressed you must of got the wrong impression

  I ain't with the BS, I'm flyer than PF

  Man we living in hell like a deep breath

  Real niggas with real money real bitches with fake asses

  If she dont wanna fuck I get on my skateboard and I skate passed her

  Money on the table, guns on the table

  Bitch im on that syrup tell that ho leggo my Eggo

  And my girlfriend is that choppa,

  I finger fuck that ho

  Hello I am Tunechi

  You had me at hello

  Drop top Maybach, clean like Ajax

  Man I dont fuck with none of you niggas like rednecks

  We got that work so come and get if we dont know you, you pay tax

  I put a hole in your apple

  What that is apple jacks

  Pussy nigga I'll murder you then dance at your funeral

  Blood I'll have a nigga drinking his own blood communion

  Wake up like Bone Thugs

  I'll call your bluff pick the phone up

  Her titties fake but they look real cubic zirconia's

  Run up in your house spare the kids and kill the grown ups

  Your bitch call me when she hot Krispy Kream donuts

  Shoutout to my new hoes, shoutout to my old hoes

  I still wear that ass out like a wardrobe

  Bitch what they gonna say?

  Still eating rappers on my fucking lunch break

  Bad yellow bitch with a tongue like a snake

  I let her suck my dick then I fuck her to some Drake

  And then I let that kush burn let that kush burn

  Yeah I let that kush burn

  Smoking gasoline bitch

  The booth on fire I'm in here getting higher

  Young Money bitch we at the top like barbwire

  Money on my mind I ain't thinking bout no bitch

  I'm talking bout that scratch like my muhfuckin throat itch

  Stop stuntin if you ballin buy your bitch something

  Stayed on the same team like Tim Duncan

  Shit get real if ya scared go to catholic school

  And if we want it straight jacket like a padded room

  Shoot your ass 100 times and stand over you

  Lil' Tunechi so fly I got arachnophobia

  Burn bitch, AK in my firm grip

  Leap if you feeling like Kermit, sermons

  Preach reach and I smoke your ass like Cheech

  I be faded like bleach, double barrel Siamese

  I like my swisher obese fuck that bitch like police

  Fuck these haters with no grease, you get chin checked goatee

  Money talks bitch and mine talks like Robin Leach

  That lean got me slow as Lisa Turtle ask Screech

  Bank card heavy, my wallet like a barbell

  My girl got a fat cat, I call that shit Garfield

  We'll bring the O.K. Corral to your doorbell

  We pull triggers not coattails, I make lump sums oatmeal

  I'm stuntin getting new money

  Trukfit money Mountain Dew money, tell em

  I get better like fine wine im fire like cayenne

  In the words of my nigga BP I'll hit a bitch with a car bomb boom

  Lil' bitch niggas gonna talk they ain't talking bout shit

  Niggas gonna bark I go Mike Vick

  Fuckin fuck niggas on that fuck shit

  Suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit

  And let that kush burn let that kush

  Yeah I let that kush burn

  Smoking gasoline bitch

  The booth on fire im in here getting higher

  Holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Mayer

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