Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne - Reggae Shit lyrics
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Don't bring scared business to me Mon roughest, toughest rude boy (papa smurf) Me murda for fun Ya heard me? Momma used to tell me as a boy to do right But the boy saw papa come home with the money every night Now me no wanna hear it I'm a Hustle I'm a fight It go one through an ear and come out de other side Man I throw 'em off the pier if em ass want fly Got work in me house Got work in me ride Get money all year dem three-six-five (Yea)Money all year dem three-six-five Now New orleans fire/fiya come for money better give it up Pussy dem have to die me call dem suited to ya area When we on a building know dem roof we have to raise it up One blunt blaze it up Two blunt blaze it up Run on de gangsta dem retarded dem a idiot Blood come from dem like de lady on de period Welcome to the zoo things about to get crazier One shot blaze it up Two shots BlO! BlO! Bloodyyy Blood is thicker than the water Moneyyy DOn't let the fuck boy dem take from Meee And now you see The rude boy me da O.G. (ALl me brethren say)Bloodyyy Blood is thicker than the water Moneyyy DOn't let the fuck boy dem take from Meee And now you see The rude boy me da O.G. (E) Momma used to tell me as a boy to do right But the boy saw papa (Southern Slime)come home with the money every night Now me no wanna hear it I'm a Hustle I'm a fight It go one through an ear and come out de other side Man I throw 'em off the pier if them ass want fly Got work in me house Got work in me ride Get money all year dem three-six-five (Yea)Money all year dem three-six-five New orleans boy come for de loot dem have to give it up Pussy dem have to die cause dem killas to dem area When we in the building know de roof we have to raise it up One blunt blaze it up Two blunt blaze it up Run on the gangsta dem retarded dem a idiot Blood come from dem like dem lady on de period Welcome to de zoo things about to get crazier One shot blaze it up Two shots BlO! BlO! Trust meee... Dem gunna wanna fuck with me nooo Me walk round with de steel pon me On me Me have to leave the murder scene So fresh, so clean Me no need no police on me Nooo Me put me gun up in me jeans Me light up on me trees And a rude a boy a keep goin Ooo If dem(ya) lookin fa mee Just tell them I'll bee where nobody knooows Ooo (Yo it's time to meet your connect)Me tryin to take A bad girl with me Ooo yea (ooo)And me tryin to take me a rude girl/gal with me (c'mon gal) Momma used to tell me as a boy to do right But the boy saw papa (Southern Slime)come home with the money every night Now me no wanna hear it I'm a Hustle I'm a fight It go one through an ear and come out the other side Man I throw 'em off the pier if em ass want fly Got work in me house Got work in me ride Get money all year dem three-six-five (Yea)Money all year dem three-six-five Bloodyyy... Blood is thicker than the water Moneyyy... Don't let the fuck boy dem take from Meee... And now you see The rude boy me da O.G. (All me brethren say)Bloodyyy... Blood is thicker than the water Moneyyy... Don't let the fuck boy dem take from (Diamonds on my dam chain starts...)