Lil Wayne Hawaii 5.0 Lyrics

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I got the 24 inches sittin on them Joe buttons,
And the trunks straight jumpin,
BITCH! I can't hear nuthin'
No i might do Spurs sittin' on them Tim Duncan's,
And in the Lambroghini I do doughnuts like Dunkin's.
I can marry bad bitch with tha pussy wanna fuck em',
But i just feed em' drugs and just watch em' fuck each otha,
My neck was a hundred, and my wrist was anotha,
You make her pussy wet I leave that bitch with her partna,
With my beats I'm a dog, I should rap with a muzzle,
Peyton Manning flow, I just go no huddle,
Baby girl gettin' straight dick, no cuddle,
You know i'm out this world, I just bought a space shuttle,
I'mma put some D's on that bitch!

And these hoe's starting to get like flea's on my shit,
Have you seen the who leana she's on my hip,
Yellow white diamonds call like cheese on a ritz,
You nigga's ain't ballin',
Real talk, you nigga's can't guard me,
Two nigga's can't guard me,
You lookin' at Jordan,
From the side like Spike at the Garden,
I got that hardens bars, call me the warden,
Excuse me pardon, I break a bitch down like Tanya Harding,
Bitch I'm cold not dude off Martin,
Poppin' shit's fat like the club's in New Orleans,
Bitch I'm fly like a magic carpet,
And bitch I'm fresh like a pack of Orbit,
See I'mma take it and gonna bring it back to New Orleans,
And bitch I'mma shine in the land of darkness,
In which I'mma grind til my stacks its tallest,
A wall list...
And I'm high I don't wanna know how big the fall is,
No I can't come down,
And every time I send my girl outta town,
I put some D's on that bitch!

I'm a certified gangster,
Hater's make me nauseous, the money make me anxious,
Listen how my words are poetic like Langston,
Raised on my back like I come straight from Kingston,
But I come from Hollygrove, 17 danger zone,
So many sea note's I could sing a song,
T-top coupe, lookin' like a thong,
Your girl loves my dick, she treats it like a bong,
I don't know if it be right gettin high can strong,
My eyes so low I look like I'm from Hong Kong,
Boy I got more green than a pitcher of Don Juan,


Ok, I'm not a rookie I'm a pro; Methazine fiend,
Make the homies say Hoe, and make all the girlies scream,
I am a vegetarian man I only eat beats,
Wear a lot of carrots and I smoke the best green,
No beef, in my grocery bag,
Just some Swisher's and a whole bunch of cans of Whoop Ass,
I'm strapped like a book-bag,
So any one of ya'll can come around and get a foot tagged,
Eat all day,
Ride all night,
Sleep no way,
Sleep when I lay,
Six feet deep,
And until that day,
I'mma be livin' like it is that day.

I keep holdin' on,
I said bitch I feel high,
Get your straw bend on,
If you don't like it I roll over and roll alone,
Fuck you and the horse that you rode in on,
Some cool shorts in my Corvezone,
Lookin' slicker than the lane that you're bowlin' on,
The game tell you I'm the shit, then they told ya wrong,
Bitch I'm bubblin' like soda foam,
In a styrofoam,
CUP, you nose

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