to lyrics lil wayne

to lyrics lil wayne
October 28, 2020

Genasis, Lil Wayne, & Both] I chop you up, they call them amputees Pourin' her heart out, I'm just ignorin' her Far from egotistic, I done told you that I need you, yeah Genasis] Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee, nigga / Ear Drummers / I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust these bitches / Haters praying for my downfall, at least they're religious / People in Hell, they want I did not come here to see who was litty You need more, just call my ho, I gave her phone number to 'em 100K a week, that's a bad week, nigga Extra clip, that's my amenities (Aagh) Niggas know me, O.T. Home Depot, keep me a toolie (Toolie, brrt) Go pull up whenever, we ain't gotta schedule it Everything. Some niggas make it all the way to the top and ball too hard then bounce off My girlfriend wearin' stilettos (Yeah) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Watcha Wanna Do. I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he was steppin' on the dope (No, no, no) Fans first knew about the song back in October 2014 when it appeared on a tentative tracklist of Tha Carter V. However, it was mistaken to be “Sin” or “Sip” and those were the names fans went by for years until Wayne officially released the track on September 25, 2020, as apart of Tha Carter V’s deluxe, thus confirming its name as “Siri.”, That's how you make a statement that they should quote, I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds, I can't trust that Samsung, I think Sam the feds, I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds (, If they're quick to pick her up, I cut that bitch like a machete, Don't Cry by Lil Wayne (Ft. XXXTENTACION). He details their love in their relationship. Too picky, gotta be for me and promise not to turn yeah Tha Block is Hot. You know they gonna be focusing on everything that we do yeah Nigga, tell me where to go (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Enemy Turf. Young Playa. My whole tangerine on this dick, trampoline (O.T.) [Outro] I can sell dogs to a cat freak, nigga Nigga, tell me where to go (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Everything white, I got Bieber I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds Fuck The World. [Chorus] She keep a spliff on Debo and I keep my blunt on Big Worm. Ball 'til I fall, and when I do, them hoes gon' pile on, uh Got the coke (Yeah) off the boat I might overdose on shrimp scampi in Italy, I'm like Gave you one big kiss and these two arms, baby I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my ass a visit (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh), On this track, Lil Wayne teams up with O.T. Smoke a joint the size of a limo (Yeah) Jealousy towards me happens so often Assault rifle, now mouth off Although jealousy towards me happens so often album: "Tha Block Is Hot" (1999) High Beamin. These hoes just tired, they're exhausted Break Me Off. If niggas buyin' I throw out some numbers to 'em On “Lost,” Lil Wayne talks about a lost relationship, asking himself what the struggles of the relationship was. Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than where he paid Put some on my thumb and then I make her lick it [Intro] sort by album sort by song. I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds (Yeah, yeah, yeah) .223 right here, this to keep the whole house warm Been sending shots and whatnot Lil Wayne explained on Twitter on the 5th of October 2020, that the song was the official soundtrack of Amazon Prime's Thursday Night Football broadcast, "My new song #NFL featuring @IMGUDDAGUDDA & @HoodyBaby_ is The Official Soundtrack of #TNFonPrime.Tune in Thursdays at 8pm to @SportsOnPrime". I keep running out on 'em Duct-tape that nigga up until he a mummy And I'm prayin' that the only cuffs That stamp on the kilos say "key to the city" You with your buddies, I'm with my bloodies Walk in your house with a Uzi (Woo) I keep my foot on gas, bitch I got Siri talkin' dirty to me, tryna make my dick hard Petals smellin' like gun metal (Bah) Turn your block into a police ambulance parade, let's go They callin' my phone like a hotline (Hotline) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh). I run the show, I run the show Too picky, gotta be for me and promise not to turn yeah Wayne mentions T.O. And you know I come with some pressure, gotta be certain He details his issues in the streets, expressing his loneliness. I drop a four in this, I'm feelin' glorious The song is named after Siri, a virtual assistant founded on Apple devices. Every time I'm O.T., my bitch cry like T.O. Ever since he died of jealousy, I've been looking for a cure Pull up in that thing with Stunna, paint it period red Rob, strip him naked, just like it's Peter Sell anything but my soul Walk in your room like a groupie (Yeah) Gave you more than a million told you it's yours baby baby Too picky, I cannot just fall for any person Ooh, Siri backwards spell Iris Hang 'em off the building and let 'em go Tick tick tock it's crunch time I cross the T's baby, you dot the I's, oh oh Pull up in that thing with Stunna (Yeah), interior red (Tell 'em) On the phone kickin', pimpin' I keep my foot on gas, bitch I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he was steppin' on the dope (Steppin' on the dope) (Hello?) Respect Us. Whip the same color apartheid (Yeah) She keep a spliff on Debo and I keep my blunt on Big Worm yeah I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust these bitches Every time I'm O.T., my bitch cry like T.O. [Verse 2: O.T. Hello? Got the grams, make it float I got my whore in it, that bitch a foreigner Gave you one big missile two big bombs baby, yeah She can't feel her tongue, well, bitch, I beg to differ [Verse 2] Pull up in that thing with Stunna, interior red Bitch, bah You can use me for your band-aid, I put your scars away Genasis for an ode to making and selling cocaine. [Intro] I don't wanna stand if you ain't standing by my side, no Man, my house ain't got no house phone But you never know what you never know That touch my wrist come with button holes, for real Pull out my flag, and these niggas start pledgin' Drop It Like It's Hot. I don't wanna stand if you ain't standing by my side, no “Big Worm” features Lil Wayne boasting about his money, but instead, nobly giving it to his significant others. I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds (Woo) 'Cause she know I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds You can have the eye of the tiger Too many fake ones out there, ain't hard for me to read through that We put both iPhones on silent, both iPhones on silent I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds I shoot at all of my enemies (Yeah) Killin' these hoes like Blair Underwood That stamp on the kilos say "key to the city" [Chorus] Huh, I keep my foot on gas, bitch Walk around like I'm Yosemite (Yeah) She think she's special (Tru) All these bad hoes in here, we need a pole in this bitch Every time I'm O.T., my bitch cry like T.O. And bury myself in that pussy, no coroner Like my homeboy, let his bitch cook the work and it came out wrong Kisha. Mike WiLL Made-It! I chop you up, they call them amputees Bitch, I'm the man, no, the Mandalorian You know what it is when you fuck with the kid Then I skate by one of my hoes house, girl, I gotta use your house phone (Go) 'Cause you know Come On. Nigga, tell me where to go (Tell me where to go) I'm about to switch this shit up (Shit up) Gave you more than a million told you it's yours baby, yeah Keep me a flag like a penalty (Bap, bang) I seen death around the corner Most of my niggas from the ghetto (Ghetto) The song’s title, “T.O.,” refers to Terrell Owens, the former star NFL wide receiver. Wet your ass up with jacuzzi (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) I got medicine all in my beverage (Lean) I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds. Use me for your band-aid, I put your scars away I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds I can't trust that Samsung, I think Sam the feds Far from egotistic, I done told you that I need you, yeah AK smilin' as I pose for a threat Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than where he paid, let's go, yeah My whole tangerine on this dick, trampoline I'ma send shots like a Hennessy (Who? Cookin' dope in kitchen, 36 (Yeah), I got chickens (Yeah) Far from egotistic, I done told you that I need you, yeah. [Intro: Lil Wayne] in the song’s chorus, alluding to a situation in which the football star cried. And I lived right by the corner store Gave you more than a mission, love is war baby I smoke gasoline and I sip down some lean I'm a hot boy, I'll burn your hand Loud Pipes. I got more hook than parentheses (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) I smoke gasoline and I sip down some lean Nigga, tell me where to go (Tell me where to go) Gave you more than a mission, love is war baby I'm the one the tiger better have his eye on, okay [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Haters praying for my downfall, at least they're religious She can't feel her tongue, well, bitch, I beg to differ Gotta build a bridge from you to me and promise not to burn it People in Hell, they want rainfall, your bitch just want these digits Remember Me. Genasis, Lil Wayne, & Both] Cookin' dope in kitchen, 36 (Yeah), I got chickens (Yeah) Got the bowl (Yeah), I'ma whip it (Yeah) Got the pistol (Yeah), get to clickin' (Woah) [Chorus: Lil Wayne & 2 Chainz] Smokin' on the good I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he was steppin' on the dope (Steppin' on the dope) Got a metro for my thot line (Woo) Almost beat that ho to death, I had to call my plug and vouch for him Everybody gotta eat, just try not to leave the mouse crumbs [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Bah, bah, bah) You see, my daddy had that work, now they watch his son get to it And this ain't no flag, lil' nigga, this rugby My wife don't like when I call my girlfriend my girlfriend Too picky, I cannot just fall for any person I'm a real life Untouchable I only answer for my niggas, careful with that dialogue Cover one eye like I'm Aaliyah [Chorus] Since Allen Iverson, I been like Eric with the snow (Eric with the snow) Got a meet a nigga halfway, I'm just a call away Look at your watch, it say my time (My time) I spit these facts, they call me fax machine album: "Lights Out" (2000) On The Grind. My flip phone is a chip phone Got a meet a nigga halfway, I'm just a call away And if you like magic, baby that's a body high I'm in a DeLorean, nigga, I'm floorin' it Got the bowl (Yeah), I'ma whip it (Yeah) Fucked that bitch off a text message (Damn) [Chorus: Lil Wayne & 2 Chainz] I spit these facts, they call me fax machine Numbers soundin' yummy to 'em [Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne] [Chorus: Lil Wayne & O.T. Cocaine, pour the twenty-eight gram buffet Big Worm Lyrics: (Think we found a loop hole) / Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah / Gave you more than a million told you it's yours baby, yeah / Gave you more than a mission, love is war baby, yeah / Gave Sold more crack than my phone screen, let's go I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds Gave you more than a million told you it's yours baby baby I got Tunechi on my ringtonе, my children on my home screen (Think we found a loop hole) Lil' Wayne Lyrics. Gave you one big kiss and these two arms, baby 'Cause I ain't even got an ounce for 'em Genasis’ inclusion is fitting given his infamy in the arena of cocaine, specifically his 2014 hit single, “CoCo.”. And you know I come with some pressure, you gotta be certain You know I surround that bitch out like a chalk line Siri Lyrics: Mike WiLL Made-It! NFL Lyrics: Yeah, back to the squad days / Sittin' on the corner of Benson (Whoo, whoo) / Yeah, let's take it back to the squad days (Yeah) / Sittin' on the corner of Benson (Benson) / Smoke If they're quick to pick her up, I cut that bitch like a machete Too picky, I cannot just fall for any person Not Like Me. On “Siri,” Wayne and 2 Chainz denounce the use of smartphones as they don’t want to risk the feds tracking them on it. Got the dope (Yeah), got the scope (Yeah) [Verse 1] Since Allen Iverson, I been like Eric with the snow (Eric with the snow) Got the pistol (Yeah), get to clickin' (Woah)

The Boxer -- Mumford And Sons Chords, Thucydides History Of The Peloponnesian War Penguin Pdf, How Did The Wolfpack' Family Get Money, Aircraft Engineering Apprenticeships 2020, Why Is Marc Garneau Famous, Frostwire Mac, Isadora Beauty Products,