Ym Banger Akkorde von
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

N/A1 Aufrufe
Tonart: G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Gudda,
yeah, okay
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I'm leaning to the left,
flag in my right pocket
Star track fly,
unidentified flying object
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Extraterrestrial,
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I'm all about my decimals
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Retarded in the booth they say
I got a special flow
Sicker than your average,
you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda spit crack and you niggas
is crack addicts
The simple mathematics,
you cut the check
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And I rake in the green like I'm rakin'
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the grass in
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Pretty bitches damn near faint
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when they passin'
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Call my whip Martin but the
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first name As ton
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Potato head niggas get mashed
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when I'm spazzin'
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Think you fucking with me put your cash in,
nah I doubt it
I was young and reckless when
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Pete say he was about it
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You niggas is Ducks, Howard's, cowards
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Kill the competition and shower
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niggas with flowers
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This rap shit is ours, Gudda bitch
Verse 2
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Uh, Uptown back in it
Hollygrove black menace
Black clothes, black tennis
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Black semi, I've never sat in a Hemi
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That would offend me
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Try Maybach on Maybach
Bitch I got stacks
Yeah, paychecks on paychecks
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And I still want payback
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And I still don't play that
I kill on asap
And we don't do shit but get
money all day
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Put some shoes on my bullets
now they running your way
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YM, Young Mula, Young Money all day
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Where the drugs so sweet
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like honey on yay
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Which one of y'all say you want
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drama I'm honored
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I blitz your ass like
a motherfuckin' lineman
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Stack of paychecks with a whole
bunch of comma's
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Still wear red like an old 49ner
Fuck shittin' on ya, dump
the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F Baby bitch,
I'm hotter than Uganda
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Ughh
Verse 3
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Lego Mama ain't
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make me to make homies
She made me to make history
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So doing that's my extra-
curricular activity
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Bulldozer boy and my target
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is the industry
Two things in the world I love,
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good head and victory
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You ain't doing it big,
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I'm grown stop kidding me
Your whip ain't up to date and
your hoes look like Mr. T
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This is misery, no Cathy Bates
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Come at me sideways,
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my money will slap ya straight
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Yeah, I'm a big joker so
you know I smash your ace
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Leave the club with ya girl,
send her home with an ashy face
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Love is a gamble but
it's my casino
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And tonight your the loser,
I hope she got Aveeno
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I hope the game got life insurance
cause I'mma kill it
And all you wack ass rap
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niggas dying with it
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I'm so Harlem,
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eating but still starving
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Pockets fat as fuck like all they do is
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eat margarine
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Millzy, lego
Verse 4
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Say, put the flow in the pot
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Crank up the notch
Burn the song from a stove top
It's finger licking hot
His pitch flip cause the nigga flop
My shit hit like the pitch was soft
Niggas cotton balled
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She dropped drawers cause
she pop it off
Her pussy cross guard but I
don't stop at all
I smash in the car,
like fuck the fucking law
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I made daddy gone,
who wanna make it done
That rocky shit that we up
on
Shttin' on 'em like hate in the barn
Hey wait, they say money talks
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And man you don't speak at all
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You shop at mini malls
My style two thumbs up
like using analogues haha
I wreck shit for the recognition bitch
Jesus as my witness, Satan vision
I bore you niggas, flame flicker
I melt pictures, Tyga skin ain't
drippin'
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Man you don't speak at all
You shop at mini malls
My style two thumbs up like
using analogues
I wreck shit for the recognition bitch
Jesus as my witness, say evision
I bore you niggas flame flicker
I melt pictures
Tyga skin ain't drippin'

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