| Song | No Lie |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Album | Dedication 4 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] | |
| Hey turn the music up | |
| It sound like I’m loud as fuck and the music’s not | |
| I don’t like that | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I am sippin’ on that lean, don’t bring me no bottles hoe | |
| I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove | |
| Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama | |
| Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh | |
| Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man | |
| I’m sittin’ on these muthafuckin’ millions like a beanbag | |
| Fuck you, don’t judge me, drug me then love me | |
| Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies | |
| I’m trippin’, tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie | |
| Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet | |
| That’s no lie, I’m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill | |
| I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel | |
| Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup | |
| Pass that weed around like some fuckin’ hors d’oeuvres | |
| Man I’m shit faced and your bitch facin’ | |
| She high too, fuckin’ right | |
| My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh | |
| Yeah, I’ma let that breathe | |
| Let that breathe | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Uh, nigga I fucked that bitch that’s with ya | |
| And she send me naked pictures | |
| If I was you I wouldn’t kiss her, you know why? | |
| You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad bitches say word | |
| You ain’t never jocked no nigga, you ain’t never sweat no nigga | |
| Yeah, you don’t want none of these niggas | |
| Bitch, I ain’t one of these niggas, ho | |
| I be doin’ my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring | |
| We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range | |
| Fuck your feelings I’m feelin’ me, you want real? That’s real as me | |
| Mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say “Dick for free” | |
| All my homies ride or die, all my bitches ride or die | |
| I look her pussy eye-to-eye then suck that muthafucka dry | |
| Yes Lord | |
| Yeah and she say “Yes Lord” | |
| Yeah, Dedication 4, hoe | |
| Scoob in this bitch with me? |
| Intro | |
| Hey turn the music up | |
| It sound like I' m loud as fuck and the music' s not | |
| I don' t like that | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I am sippin' on that lean, don' t bring me no bottles hoe | |
| I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove | |
| Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama | |
| Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh | |
| Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man | |
| I' m sittin' on these muthafuckin' millions like a beanbag | |
| Fuck you, don' t judge me, drug me then love me | |
| Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies | |
| I' m trippin', tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie | |
| Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet | |
| That' s no lie, I' m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill | |
| I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel | |
| Trukfit tshirt, blunt dipped in syrup | |
| Pass that weed around like some fuckin' hors d' oeuvres | |
| Man I' m shit faced and your bitch facin' | |
| She high too, fuckin' right | |
| My number one FAN, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh | |
| Yeah, I' ma let that breathe | |
| Let that breathe | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Uh, nigga I fucked that bitch that' s with ya | |
| And she send me naked pictures | |
| If I was you I wouldn' t kiss her, you know why? | |
| You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad bitches say word | |
| You ain' t never jocked no nigga, you ain' t never sweat no nigga | |
| Yeah, you don' t want none of these niggas | |
| Bitch, I ain' t one of these niggas, ho | |
| I be doin' my own thing, red bone with a tonguering | |
| We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range | |
| Fuck your feelings I' m feelin' me, you want real? That' s real as me | |
| Mask on, trickortreat, my sign say " Dick for free" | |
| All my homies ride or die, all my bitches ride or die | |
| I look her pussy eyetoeye then suck that muthafucka dry | |
| Yes Lord | |
| Yeah and she say " Yes Lord" | |
| Yeah, Dedication 4, hoe | |
| Scoob in this bitch with me? |
| Intro | |
| Hey turn the music up | |
| It sound like I' m loud as fuck and the music' s not | |
| I don' t like that | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I am sippin' on that lean, don' t bring me no bottles hoe | |
| I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove | |
| Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama | |
| Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh | |
| Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man | |
| I' m sittin' on these muthafuckin' millions like a beanbag | |
| Fuck you, don' t judge me, drug me then love me | |
| Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies | |
| I' m trippin', tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie | |
| Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet | |
| That' s no lie, I' m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill | |
| I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel | |
| Trukfit tshirt, blunt dipped in syrup | |
| Pass that weed around like some fuckin' hors d' oeuvres | |
| Man I' m shit faced and your bitch facin' | |
| She high too, fuckin' right | |
| My number one FAN, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh | |
| Yeah, I' ma let that breathe | |
| Let that breathe | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Uh, nigga I fucked that bitch that' s with ya | |
| And she send me naked pictures | |
| If I was you I wouldn' t kiss her, you know why? | |
| You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad bitches say word | |
| You ain' t never jocked no nigga, you ain' t never sweat no nigga | |
| Yeah, you don' t want none of these niggas | |
| Bitch, I ain' t one of these niggas, ho | |
| I be doin' my own thing, red bone with a tonguering | |
| We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range | |
| Fuck your feelings I' m feelin' me, you want real? That' s real as me | |
| Mask on, trickortreat, my sign say " Dick for free" | |
| All my homies ride or die, all my bitches ride or die | |
| I look her pussy eyetoeye then suck that muthafucka dry | |
| Yes Lord | |
| Yeah and she say " Yes Lord" | |
| Yeah, Dedication 4, hoe | |
| Scoob in this bitch with me? |