lil wayne
up up and away
I’m about to go, up up and away, dick in your mouth, fuck what you say You sweet as pie, a muffin or cake, dick in her mouth, I’m fucking her face Live for the night, sleep in the day, get high as fuck, sleep it away I am a dog, you sheep in the gate, pussy, umh, how sweet is the taste Gun to your head, what you keep in the safe? Weezy bitch, I’m deep into space Floating away like a leaf on the lake, I’m gone like, delete and erase Talk that shit, I walk that shit, pills, weed, all that shit If the bitch is bad, I'mma call that bitch, get pussy, ass, all that shit Umh, what they talking about? I go hard, they soft as a couch I’m running 'em in and walking 'em out, cars so cold I parked in the house Flows so raw, this beat is pregnant flow so tight, it’s yeast infected Kill ‘em all when they least expect it, money tall, Lisa Leslie Ymcmb connection, rappers is what I eat for breakfast Woman up in my sheets is sexy, if she ain't fucking she can exit Gun tucked in the waist, I bust in ya face I ain’t got nothing to say, but up up and away Up up and away, up up and away Man I’m so high, I come down in a couple of days Weezy (Yeah) Where ya going? (Up) You’re going a little bit too far Ain’t this a bitch, I just saw my bitch kiss a bitch You’re lucky I don’t kill your ass but you can still get pistol whipped Sharper than a pencil tip, bitch don’t even twitch your lip 40 cal with the extended clip, ain't gon' be no incident Skinny jeans, red Vans, skully on, money long Her mouth is like my house, so I guess you can say I’m coming home You’re wylin' out then we're riding out, now your hiding out, honeycomb I’m laughing to the bank like I just broke my fucking funny bone What's really good five? I’m over here smoking that really good five Eyes so low I look blind, but the stove on my waist cook fine I be with niggas took lives and niggas that’ll take it outside And niggas that’ll take it to your crib, take the baby out the crib and rape housewives I’m gon' get so wasted they gon' have to carry me out this bitch I took over this rap shit, these rappers are just my hostages Let's cut to the chase, my bitch no hablo ingles But I ain’t got nothing to say, but up up and away Weezy (Yeah) Where ya going? You’re going a little bit too far (Up up and away) Fuck with a nigga, if you fuck with a nigga Fuck with me, good luck to the nigga Straps on deck so fuck that nigga Leave you looking like lightening struck that nigga Racks on deck, I’m rich as shit, I’m calling my bitch the shit Walking around on my fuck it shit, I done did everything on my bucket list Fuck that shit, I’m Superbad, I don’t give a Hoover damn Man, I son all these niggas, they should have a stupid tan Ha, President Carter, vote for Lil Wayne Sit your five dollar ass down 'fore I make change I’m pumping your brakes, I’m jumping the gates And I ain't got nothing to say, but up up and away Weezy, where ya going? You’re going a little bit too far (Up up and away)