d.o.a. lyrics – lil’ wayne


[blunt lighting]

ugh, fiji water granddaddy purp
excuse me i let da semi auto-matic burp
blood gang m*th*f*cka call me red alert
young carter, kill in order who get it 1st
stuff dat gurl with d*ck till her head burst
young wizzle, flow needles i can thread shirts
boy you aint did sh*t i den said worst
flip your fitted cap back like fred durst
ugh, fiji water og kush
i drink verses & eat hooks
got da stove on my waist & we cooks
im in da way you cant p*ss like aaron brooks
president ride da car slow
i let my driver drive i’m on part 4
spit hangin from my mouth r*t*rd flow
& i say wat i want like an award show
im on sum sh*t dat aint even c*m out da *ss yet
sit back & watch da green grow like da gr*ss wet
young or old there aint no comparing me
i just cleared dat up moment of clarity ugh!

[blunt lighting]

ugh, i’m about to go almonds
young head-bussa get ya helmets
you n*gg*s real soft wat is that velvet
i get big chips you get alvins
ugh, i’m about to go wal-nuts
we get 7-digit money you can call us
hit em wit da choppa watch em ball up
paint ya face red you all dolled up
yea, young nino n*gg*
do it for my team tim tebow n*gg*
im killing dis sh*t grim-reap flow n*gg*
gettin swalloed by da maybach deep-throat n*gg*!
ugh, i’m about to go planters
im still in my prime deion sanders
we all gamblers, i will not lose
flow precious as diamonds, i drop jewels
ugh, gimme mine imma take mine
smoke da purple, i heard it to da grapevine
weezy baby a.k.a your heiness
i just killed dis sh*t moment of silence ugh,

(but i aint finished uh-uh….no ceilings m*th*f*cka yea)

ugh, i’m in da zone like a fast-ball
& i f*cked da game up like a bad call
let da money stack, dont let da cash fall
bars all day, no last call
ugh, i’m in da redzone n*gg*
wake up in da morning with ya head gone n*gg*
birdman jr. wings spread on n*gg*s
leave da beef in da streets & bring da bread home n*gg*
yea, tell da doctor step aside please
dr. carter gasoline in your ivs
strong dry weed
make my eyes bleed
strong arm wrap
i rock an iron sleeve
ugh, i’m in da zone like da secondary
no lie b*tch i’m flier than a pet canary
im a dog on da beat f*ck da vetenary
two women praise me like mary-mary
ugh, i’m in da zone like college ball
spit fire like i’m cippin on a molotov
loose bowels dis sh*t so easy
jay-z (i might send this to da mixtape weezy)
no ceilings yea

/ lil wayne lyrics