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Uhh, straight off the back |
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I come straight off my back with a gun like I?m in Iraq |
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And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle |
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And snap back and battle my own shadow cus y'all wack and all that |
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Bull************t ya talkin startin to get funky |
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Toss me the chunky, I?ma brew these punkies |
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Sir I?m from the block where u don?t pass like a flunky |
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We make a ************ a mule and everybody act a donkey |
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Yes, I want you to come around here with that plan boy |
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I?ll shoot this ************ til I burn my hand boy |
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Bust up in the court and shoot the witness on the stand boy |
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This is my game ask everybody in the stands boy |
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I?m all red I?m on fire like an ant pile |
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They put the clamp down if I put the stamp down |
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You get the stampede, I make blood bleed |
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You suck ************, I suc-ceed |
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Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes |
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So I?ma spit in ya face!!! |
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Kevin! |
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[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)] |
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Singing ay yo oo ohh (ohh) |
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Ay yo oohh (ayy) |
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Ay yo oo ohh |
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(So I?ma spit in your face) |
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Singing ay yo oo ohh (oohh) |
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Ay yo oohh (ayy) |
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Ay yo oo ohh |
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(So I?ma spit in your face) |
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[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] |
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If this is a race I ain?t goin? for no pace I am goin? for your place |
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Bow ya home, how ya gone |
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************ with me if I ain?t ******? around |
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2 eyes to the sky, 10 toes touchin the ground |
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************ ************ I am not your homeboy |
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We are not from the same home boy |
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My Nina Baker bring your joy |
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I?ll destroy who ya employ |
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I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy |
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Y?all so backwards, I don?t do Backwoods, I?ma swisher man |
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8 in the mornin? you bouta get found by a fisherman |
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Yeaa, You guys is *******, little girls |
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And Mr. Smith & Weston wanna kiss ya ************ pearl |
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Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devil |
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And I do whatever for the root of all evil |
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Gold, silver, bronze, no try the black medal |
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Turn yo muther******? flowers to feathers now fly to heaven |
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Kevin! |
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[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)] |
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Ay yo oo ohh (ohh) |
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Ay yo oohh (ayy) |
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Ay yo oo ohh |
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(So I?ma spit in your face) |
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Singing ay yo oo ohh (oohh) |
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Ay yo oohh (ayy) |
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Ay yo oo ohh |
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(So I?ma spit in your face) |
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[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] |
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And crazy?s what they callin? me, but crazy isn?t hardly what I am |
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Try creatively retarded or amazingly rewarded |
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Ain?t no faith in me the hardest never crack, I?m crack |
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I?m **** in Reynolds Wrap, now let?s just hope you get it back |
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Let?s just hope that you get it |
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And if I have anything to do with it, ************ I did it |
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Yeahhh, Young Tune, gorilla monsoon |
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Mr. Martian will hang your ass from the moon |
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Cus you don?t get sun, you just get it soon |
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Turn your I.D. to a tomb |
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Goons are us, the foods for us |
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We eat with our hands, no fork and spoon for us |
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We will take the knives, and we will take the wives |
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And we won?t take the jewelry but we will take the lives |
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Yeahhh! |
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So I?ma spit in your face |
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Yeah, I?ma, so I?ma spit in your face, yeeahhh |
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[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)] |
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Singing ay yo oo ohh |
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Ay yo oohh |
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Ay yo oo ohh |
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(Ay yo oo ohh) |
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(Ooohh, I?ma spit in your face) |
