Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda - Magic | Текст песни

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• Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda
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Lil Wayne
Magic, ahh ahh ow!
Rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh
Lemme spark up first...
Magic, ahh ahh ow!
Rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh
Lemme spark up first..
Let you know what the fuck is goin on
The dedication 3. . count it 1 2 3

Yeahh money makin weezy, weezy makin money
I keep my dick in my pants but
them hoes take it from me
I go to sleep on monday and I wake up sunday
I go to sleep with money and wake up with money
Man I'm all about 5 of em
My girl so thick you can see her ass
from the side of her hehe
Yo girl just came in her booth
somebody better get her a
flammable suit
I got that bitch jumpin like a kangaroo
ain't a thang to do is to bang the screw
I live in the clouds like the angels do
Hey traffic let my vanquish through
Hey ma this what I think of you. .
I wanna fuck yo head off and
fuck you ankles loose. .
Then drank the juice. .
I'm dangerouss
I got her clothes fallin off like the hanger loose
Mmm I be the monster in her closet
She wanna go to mars I tell her
hop on top my rocket
5 4 3 2 1 take off
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John travolta with that head I suck yo "faceoff"
Tell yo man take that cape off
I put his ass in the pocket like the 8 ball
Wait yall, I've never been tall
But if I stand on my money ill be with god
Like hallelujah baby it's, it's young mulah babyyyy

Gudda Gudda
Hahaha yall niggas stupid Alright look
Young gudda put the gun to yo head
make ya pop like a bubble
When I pop off you in trouble
Gat to yo waist click clack
niggas fuckin knee buckle
Look at these suckas
Talkin this bullshit they don't
know gudda got a full clip
And I pull shit
Leave yo stupid ass wet like a pool
bitch I don't bullshit noo
Leave a bitch nigga stinking like bullshit
Gudda ain't the nigga you should fool with, no
These niggas know me nigga
Knife like Shinobi nigga...haha

Lil Wayne Ha ha
Yo motha owe me nigga
Yo brotha paid me nigga
Yo sista laid me nigga
And I made your wife suck my weezy f. babies nigga
I'm still crazy nigga
Fuckin right I'm wildin
Nigga I just made a hundred fucking million dollars
Nigga I ain't even gotta rhyme,
Nigga I just made a hundred fuckin million dollars