Hittas Lyrics
Is it true you performed with
Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards?
I don`t know, but I know I did perform at this bad assbitch birthday party recently. She`s crazy stupid thick
Mack in here
Tell them hoes get they mind right
Tell them niggas back up
Man, I heard the truth is hard to swallow, do you have cups?
Used the rope to hang myself to tie a money bag up
Tell `em get they iron right before Iron-Man come
Tell e`m bring my car around
Tell `em bitches lap up
I`ma cut this music down
Tell `em put they apps up
Tell `em throw they pride out
Roll them windows back up
Money in the air, who say white men can`t jump?
Catch that nigga late night on the phone at a gas pump
Let me get the phone and the car once its gassed up
AK-47 make a sittin` duck stand up
I could let it blast, but I much rather have one
Tell `em bring my car around
Tell `em bitches lap up
Then them hoes get passed down
Then them hoes get passed up
Sittin` on this money to me feel like a cactus
I`m stickin` to this shit
You woulda better not hop yo` ass up
Tell `em, I got hittas woadie
I got, yeah I got plenty woadie
I got hittas woadie
I got, yeah I got plenty woadie
I got hittas woadie
Yeah I got plenty woadie
And they just wait for the word
This shit like Wheel of Fortune
Goddamn, these snitches nosy
Goddamn, these snitches nosy
Nigga, I`m a ass with that semi
Call me semicolon
Yeah I got hittas woadie
Yeah I got plenty woadie
They kick the door and kill yo` ass and leave the children snoring
I`m sippin` lean out a glass
Make me feel important
I made some green in the past and now it`s good as golden
Yeah
Clearly, Lil Wayne answers to no one
I got hittas woadie
I got, yeah I got plenty woadie
I got hittas woadie
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I got, yeah I got plenty woadie
I`m so lifted, I`m so lifted
I wrote my will in hieroglyphics
Weezy, where you been? The people miss you
Crickets
I got hittas and they not kidders
That`s my niggas
You got niggas but they not hittas
They got jitters, they get hit up
I`m placin` figures on your niggas
Takin` niggas
Don`t make a difference
I got shooters, on phone with suitors
They armed and brutal
, `cause we don`t doo-doo
We drop conclusions
I got sprayers, all type of sprayers
We gon` need Google
I got paper, on top of paper
We gon` need rulers
I`m effective, been doin` numbers since Roman numerals
Strong as sumo, we armed as usual
My hittas hungry
, bazookas chew you
Just like bazookas, don`t confuse `em
We only hittas, y`all only humans
Don`t get hit up, woadie
`Cause I got hittas woadie
He`s a very small child. And I just said he was a genius,
you know what I`m sayin`? Which I used to pray,
and ask the Lord to send me one. You know, he did.
He`s so smart, I can`t teach him nothin`. He`s done been here before
