Текст песни Lil Wayne - Senile (feat. Tyga, Nicki Minaj)

The Road To Carter V
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Lil Wayne
Альбом: The Road To Carter V
Длительность: 03:19
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[Verse 1: Tyga] High in the video, fuck with me, hella raw Raw got a little riddle, riddle, twerk for a star Started from the, like Christina, got a million Man I'm a good guy, turned to a vill-i-an Bully in the pack turned to a rat Pussy on my jack, I hit a bitch with a car bomb Bombs in L.A., bombs in the Bay Nigga you ain't safe, I run with niggas like O-Dog All we do is ball, all we do is ball, now I'm passed out Lean in the drop, ice in the watch Nigga, that's Ben & Jerry dollars, watch a nigga make a stack house Gingerbread man run while you can All you niggas lame, tooly on me, got killers on speed dial Infrared blam if a nigga shout Don't get packed out, pro'ly hear the paparazzi when I back out [Hook: Tyga] Can you see now? Are you senile? Can you see now? You could see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? When you see a nigga, don't be actin' senile [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Sky dweller check, helicopter pad Droppin' off a body bag Money talk, guess I got the gift of gab Don't interject, don't intercept You ain't on a jet, you ain't meet a bitch with this kinda money yet Yeah, I got an Audemar, I ain't set the time once And I know they say they shine, I ain't seen 'em shine once All these rappers is my sons, and I'm always nine months Man if this was baseball, I ain't let 'em slide once Do you see now? You playin' D now? Oh, you wanna beat me, how? Oh, you the number one draft in the league now? Ride down ya block, doors twelve o'clock Lambo, the drop, bike niggas, ain't stoppin' for a cop I got this shit locked tighter than a bear hug When them bitches rap, niggas need an ear plug [Hook: Tyga] [Bridge: Tyga] (x4) Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat Bomb like the Middle East, I got killers in the street [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Nigga got a problem? See about it Knock the nigga off, beat the body I'm just makin' all these deposits Neighborhood nice and quiet, thought I saw Mr. Rogers, nigga I could sell salt and equalize it, wait I said I could sell salt and equalize it Boy, I got every award but a Heisman Do a drive by on you niggas, make a u-turn for survivors Take a newborn from his momma, stick a shoe horn in vaginas Got the coupe on Yokohamas, got the super soaker chopper We'll kidnap the kingpin, like "Who is your supplier?" Nigga better know the fire, nigga better know somebody I know niggas that'll kill yah for a little notoriety I can make a lion say "Meow" I'm in this mothafucka gettin' money 'til I'm senile Tunechi!
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