Lirik Lagu If I Die Today Feat Rick Ross - Lil Wayne
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[Lil Wayne]Fo' fo' bulldog, my muthafucking petI point it at you and tell that muthafucker fetchI'm fucking her good, she got her legs on my neckI get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threatWhen I was in jail she let me call her collectBut if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to deathTop down, it's upset been fucking the world and nigga and I ain't cum yet!You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neckThe flight too long, I got a bed on the jetThe guns are drawn and I ain't talking bout a sketchI pay these niggas with a reality checkPrepare for the worst but still praying for the bestThis game is a bitch I got my hand up her dressThe money don't sleep so Weezy can't restAn AK47 is my fucking address, huh
[Rick Ross]I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]Load up the choppers like it's December 31stRoll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurtsIf I die today, remember me like John LennonBuried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Rick Ross]Big black nigga, and an icey watchShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shopCounts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike boxGrinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!I'm swimming in the yellow bitch, bossIn the red 911 looking devilishRed beam make a bitch nigga sit downThought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth timeDrop Palmolive in a nigga dopeMake it come back even harder than beforeBaby I'm the only one that paid your car notesWell connected, got killers off in Chicago
[Rick Ross]I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]Load up the choppers like it's December 31stRoll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurtsIf I die today, remember me like John LennonBuried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Lil Wayne]Talk stupid get ya head poppedI got that Esther, bitch I'm red foxBig bee's, Red SoxI get money to kill time, dead clocksYour fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuckEmpty the clip than roll a window uppussy niggas sweet, you niggas CinnabonI'm in a red bitch, she said she finna cum200 thou on a chain, I don't need a pieceThat banana clip, let Chiquita speakDark shades, Eazy EFive letters, YMCMBBitch ass nigga, pussy ass niggaI see ya looking, what ya looking at niggaYou know the rules, kill em all and keep movingIf I died today it'd be a holiday
[Rick Ross]I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the carSo don't make it come aliveRip yo ass apart than I put myself togetherYMCMB, double M, we rich foreverThe bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bangRed on the wall, Basquiat when I paintRed Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitchMy first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricksSon of a bitch, than I made a great escapeAin't it funny momma, only son be baking cakesPull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa clausniggas gather round, got gifts for all of y'allTake it home and let it bubble that's the double upIf you get in trouble that just mean you fucking upIt's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle upI call the plays, muthafuck huddle up
[Lil Wayne]I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the carYeah
[Rick Ross]I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]Load up the choppers like it's December 31stRoll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurtsIf I die today, remember me like John LennonBuried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Rick Ross]Big black nigga, and an icey watchShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shopCounts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike boxGrinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!I'm swimming in the yellow bitch, bossIn the red 911 looking devilishRed beam make a bitch nigga sit downThought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth timeDrop Palmolive in a nigga dopeMake it come back even harder than beforeBaby I'm the only one that paid your car notesWell connected, got killers off in Chicago
[Rick Ross]I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the carI got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]Load up the choppers like it's December 31stRoll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurtsIf I die today, remember me like John LennonBuried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Lil Wayne]Talk stupid get ya head poppedI got that Esther, bitch I'm red foxBig bee's, Red SoxI get money to kill time, dead clocksYour fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuckEmpty the clip than roll a window uppussy niggas sweet, you niggas CinnabonI'm in a red bitch, she said she finna cum200 thou on a chain, I don't need a pieceThat banana clip, let Chiquita speakDark shades, Eazy EFive letters, YMCMBBitch ass nigga, pussy ass niggaI see ya looking, what ya looking at niggaYou know the rules, kill em all and keep movingIf I died today it'd be a holiday
[Rick Ross]I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the carSo don't make it come aliveRip yo ass apart than I put myself togetherYMCMB, double M, we rich foreverThe bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bangRed on the wall, Basquiat when I paintRed Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitchMy first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricksSon of a bitch, than I made a great escapeAin't it funny momma, only son be baking cakesPull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa clausniggas gather round, got gifts for all of y'allTake it home and let it bubble that's the double upIf you get in trouble that just mean you fucking upIt's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle upI call the plays, muthafuck huddle up
[Lil Wayne]I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the carYeah
