Gonorrhea Ft. Drake - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)

Written by：Aubrey Drake Graham/Daniel Johnson/Dwayne Carter

Sound like my mic is right

I am not a human

Shout to all my moon men

Yeah they call me tune got them b**ches tuned in

It's a crazy world so I stay in mine

And n**gas don't cross the line

N**gas stay in line

Like welfare

I'm saint elsewhere

Hotter than a devil n**ga hell yeah

Rock a bye baby

Homicide baby

That's more tear drops call me cry baby

What you talking about tell it to my 9

Cut your tongue out mail it to your moms

I'm a young god

Swagger unflawed

B**ch I'm in the building you in the front yard

Life's a b**ch naw better yet a dumb broad

And I bet I can f**k the world and make it cum hard

Yeah you boys is washed up

And I'm sh*tting on 'em like two girls and one cup yuck

Weezy baby aka bring the money home

Pull out a AK and pop you in your funny bone

Laugh now die later motherf**ker

You's a b**ch like zeta phi beta motherf**ker

Yeah I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Yeah I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Man I'm so tired of balling I sleep a lot now

I'll let my goons rush ya like Moscow

Gun at your eyebrow pow pow

Man I ball hard even with five fouls

Yeah we in this b**ch like tampons

Dump you in the woods now get your camp on

Choke hold around this sh*t 'cause I'm so hands on

I get high as f**k and polo sheets is what I lands on

Back against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on

Diva in the room she blowing me just like a band horn

Got her on her knees the same knees that she be praying on

Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital you can join

Yeah what y'all wanna do I'm all ears

Smoking on that headband call that sh*t that Paul pierce

I'm just so ahead of my time like dog years

Bal' like Solange India Arie Britney Spears

Yeah I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Yeah I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

Pu**y a** n**ga I don't want your gonorrhea

I am spending much more than I'm making

On these cars and these vacations is that too much information

I just bought a Lamborghini I'm not even into racing

With a windshield full of tickets cause I live right by the station

I am tryna figure out why you so mad at me

Yes I'm with young money tell the magazine stop asking me

I be with the dread with the tattoos on his head

And a flag the color red like a f**king low battery

Okay n**ga peep the sh*t I'm wyling on

I be with your baby mama you be with your child at home

Big mo big red two cups made of Styrofoam

Big cheese big bread call that sh*t a cal zone

Okay I will break your f**king collar bone

Us against the world better pick which f**king side you on

Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on

And we about to kill 'em C4 Mr. Carter's home

Yeah I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya I wouldn't wanna be ya

We some a**hole n**gas call us diarrhea

The money keep growing yep it's growing like a Chia

Yeah I call it how I see it

Y'all some pu**y a** n**gas we should call ya gonorrhea

You keep talking that sh*t I'ma see ya

Kill your senorita and and your f**king Mama Mia