Wasted Lyrics
[Lil Wayne]
Rock star lifestyle might not make it,
President got him in the White house naked,
looked at the clock and it said right now,
get a pound break it down, blow it like trial,
Panetela Dutchy wine in my tall glass,
Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass,
stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back,
Bugatti black-black, where he do that at?
South beach Miami hoe, Im probably with tammy too,
my life is a video and the women want that cameo,
I just want the panty hoes and I’m higher than Geronimo,
and I got them tools, tell em boys it could get mechanical,
now pop that pussy like a fo- fo,
I turn you round and bend you over like a low blow,
it’s young money baby, we the fucking greatest,
we'd em put them other n-ggas on a hiatus,
beat ya b-tch with a pop if she denied dating,
cos I’ll serve anyone like a blind waiter,
I make my girl cum first then I arrive later,
I shake you p-ssy’s up, Im a vibrator, hahe,
keep getting money like hell yeah,
this sh-ts so good it don’t even smell bad,
and you can tell dad, that I’m muthaf-cker,
you n-ggs bet not slip, ice road truckers,
like Paul Barrow, chopa stupid long,
New Orleans n-gga, I get super Dome,
loyal to the game, the games been good to me,
still spitting fire, you n-ggas wood to me,
we on n-gga, let let them hoes know,
Young Money lay em down like old folks,
you coming with it, we coming for it,
plenty to go around, now watch the money orbit,
real sh-t people, now just absorb it,
I try to pay attention but ya’ll mad boring,
and I got so much swag I need an ad for it,
and I don’t like to brag so my bitches brag for me,
oh she a good girl?, I gotta transform her,
she give me hot head, I call it global warming,
if we gon do it dog, lets do it now,
I am more animal then the zoo allows,
put me in the wild, I’ll be there for a while,
you niggas little league, call em curacao.
energizer money, it keep going,
I’m laid up, I’m free throwing,
who rebounding, who gives a shit,
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fuck dat, I got 27 years of this,
hit or miss, I hit your misses,
you are local news, I’m 60 minutes,
I hit the target, I hit the witness,
I work out in my office, guess I’m fit for business,
too many visions, completed missions,
still icein out crosses, keep it Christian,
we consistent, the streets commend it,
Weezy F baby, the F is for Forensics,
from start to finish, Usain Wayne,
ok ya doing your thing,
the things change, you plain Jane,
I’m diverse, I see the World second,
and I get high first,
I’m a mind freak, check my time sheet,
bitch I bring the noise, where the lions sleep,
your flow never wet, like grandma pussy,
I’m always good, like grandma cookies,
yeah call me the screen or the swine fixer,
its going down like the Catalina wine mixer,
she going down like the hands on my time ticker,
I’m always strapped, Vietnam n-gga,
we are fine n-gga, like Amber Rose,
we ball nigga, like Jalen Rose,
better tell them hoes,
I got a million flows,
label me the hardest nigga in civilian clothes,
Young Money baby,
and the building grows as we look up,
where did the ceilings go?
