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点击复制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