tunechi’s back lyrics – lil’ wayne

“tunechi’s back”

man, f*ck these n*gg*s
tunechi’s back, tunechi’s back
that’s all these b*tches screaming that tunechi’s back
all eyes on me
n*gg* pict’ how i’m rollin’
strapped up with that mac
masked up like a goalie
mad my b*tch on that c*ke
she snorted 4 on the bed
now the b*tch on me
she selling p*ssy and pay me

they sayin’ tunechi’s back, tunchi’s back
and i bought them twins with me, n*gg*, click and clack
lets go

out on bail
work on the scale
put some change on ya head
boy, you on sale
yeah i see you in h*ll
pop pop get well
make breakfast cause i got you walking on egg sh*lls
zan with that lean
i ain’t a beggin’ m*th*f*cka
but n*gg* please
and i aim this m*th*f*cka at your memories
and all my n*gg*s bloods but we make you n*gg*s bleed
yeah, bl**dy mary
i’m the one with the money so i ain’t the one with the gun
all i do is give the word to the one with the gun
i’m triple og, fugue splitting the sweet
f*ck b*tches get money
mission complete

man f*ck these n*gg*s i ain’t worried bout ’em
these n*gg*s pure p*ssy, pull a pearl out em?
yeah, i got a virgin i call her madaonna
but i ain’t trippin, her head is a monster
yeah, we do this for real
swear to god i never shoot unless i’m shooting to kill
young wild m*th*f*cka pop you and a pill
boy instead of writing raps you should be writing your will
you a dead man, i get to poppin’ this b*tch
watch where your head land
i ain’t right i swear to god, i need my head scanned
stand up and eat that p*ssy while she on a head stand
i’m a dog hoe, camo cargo’s, semi auto’s
my b*tch sniff more lines than a barcode
wish i could take a shot of ciroc with pac
sorry for the wait til my alb*m drop…

/ lil wayne lyrics