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Walk It Out Lyrics - Artist : Lil Wayne
Drought 3
Look I bought it out like stunner I hope when we kiss we make you sick to your stomach Stunning like my daddy And your momma eat rubbers I bet that I can do the mouth to mouth with your woman My house is a dungeon Yellow diamond ring looking like a little funion Stand on my toes you can call me Paul Bunjion Switchin up my flows like a nigga do construction The microphone wet 'cause my words like seduction And when we're on the jet you don't come up on the discussion And if you say you're balling we probably don't trust you And I know plenty freaking hoes that probably won't fuck you Even if you pay 'em boy they probably won't fuck you Only if I say that she can touch you like buster But she might touch you And burn you like Usher Me and my click we're in red like blush I shit these rappers out and sometimes I forget to flush you Grand daddy purp or bubble kush crush you Explode in a bitch mouth like a gusher Cash money young money Check the production I am just a Martian Get prepared for abduction Haha Haha Um I walk it out like crutches Two girls jump me like double dutches My nigga T-Streets know a girl named Dutches And every time we see her in the streets she be cussing I told 'em he should wave the black flag 'cause she bugging He said the pussy good He said you dig So I dug 'em I'm looking for a real bad bitch with a husband I give 'em much dick And a whole lot of nothing I'm spitting like I stumbled on a gold pot of something And when I was 6 I saw my role model hustling So I gotta hustle These rappers talking about a whole lot of nothing You drop me on Saturday I sold out on Sunday Fuck is the argue about Nigga the Carter out This is what I call the drought 3 And we don't walk it out We drop top porch it out They better walk 'em out Before we chalk 'em out We chalk it out We chalk it out We chalk it out We chalk it out We chalk it out We chalk it out We chalk it out We choke 'em out They don't want it na uh No they don't want it na uh You see they're phoney I'm not Oh yeah they're phoney I'm not I east-side walk it out I bring New Orleans out I am a Saints fan Oh yeah we're marching now Like we're a saints band I play the organs now And if they talk Most likely I'm what they're talking about My nigga T from the east roll out that forest now Man I'm just trying to get my peanuts I'm like Charlie Brown OK the Uzi make that holy sound Take two of these and walk around Come straight from that homeless town This game belong to Carter now Bitch |
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