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just saw an alien saucer approaching from the sky
radio contact has been attempted but cannot be established instructions are to prepare for an attack by an unknown enemy
lil wayne
44 bulldog my motherfuckin’ pet
i point it at you and tell that motherfucker fetch
i’m fuckin’ her good she got her legs on my neck
i get pussy mouth and ass call that bitch triplethreat
when i was in jail she let me call her collect
but if she get greedy i’ma starve her to death
top down it’s upset
been fucking the world and nigga i ain’t cum yet
you fuck with me wrong i knock your head off your neck
the flight too long i got a bed on the jet
the guns are drawn and i ain’t talking ’bout a sketch
i pay these niggas with a reality check
prepared for the worst but still praying for the best
this game is a bitch i got my hand up her dress
the money don’t sleep so weezy can’t rest
and ak47 is my fucking address huh
rick ross lil wayne
i’m not a star somebody lied
i got a chopper in the car
i got a chopper in the car
i got a chopper in the car
yeah load up the choppers like it’s december st
roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
if i die today remember me like john lennon
buried in louis i’m talking all brown linen huh
rick ross
big black nigga in a icy watch
shoes on the coupe bitch i got a nike shop
count the profits you could bring ’em in a nike box
grinding in my jordans kick ’em off they might be hot swish
i’m swimming in a yellow bitch boss
in the red 9 looking devilish haha
red beam make a bitch nigga sit down
thought it were bullet proof ’til he got hit the fifth time
drop palmolive in a nigga dope
make it come back even harder than before yeah
baby i’m the only one that paid your car notes
well connected got killers off in chicago
rick ross lil wayne
i’m not a star somebody lied
i got a chopper in the car
i got a chopper in the car
i got a chopper in the car
yeah oad up the choppers like it’s december st
roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
if i die today remember me like john lennon
buried in louis i’m talking all brown linen huh
lil wayne
talk stupid get ya head popped
i got that esther bitch i’m redd foxx
big b’s red sox
i get money to kill time dead clocks
you fucking with a nigga who won’t give a fuck
empty the clip then roll the window up
pussy nigga sweet them niggas cinnabon
i’m in a red bitch she said she finna cum
00 thou’ on a chain i don’t need a piece
that banana clip let chiquita speak
dark shades eazy e
five letters ymcmb
bitch ass nigga pussy ass nigga
i see ya looking with ya looking ass nigga
you know the rules kill ’em all and keep moving
if i died today it’d be a holiday huh
4 rick ross lil wayne rick ross lil wayne
i’m not a star somebody lied
i got a chopper in the car so don’t make it come alive yeah
rip your ass apart then i pull myself together
ymcmb double m we rich forever
the bigger the bullet the more that bitch go bang
red on the wall basquiat when i paint yeah
red lamborghini ’til i gave it to my bitch
my first home invasion papi gave me forty bricks
son of a bitch then i made a great escape yeah
ain’t it funny mama only son be bakin’ cakes
pull up in the sleigh hop out like i’m santa claus
niggas gather ’round got gifts for each and all of yall
take it home and let it bubble that’s the double up yeah
if you get in trouble that just mean you fuckin’ up nigga
it’s a cold world i need a bird to cuddle up yeah
i call the plays motherfucker huddle up
lil wayne
i’m not a star somebody lied
i got a chopper in the car
yeah
Artist: Lil Wayne Featuring Rick Ross
Year: 2011
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 441