Lil wayne - 30 minutes to new orleans

30 minutes to new orleans Lyrics

Ok, Gucci baby, fresh black Adidas
I'm rolling on a pill, rolling off some reefers
Declining all the Keishas, replying to the Kims
Still knocking boots like hammers on tims
I'm a motherfucker baby, Weezy F. Baby
Yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby
I can make a dyke say she leaving that lady
I can make a lady say she leaving that pussy ass nigga
That gave her that baby, now she with
Weezy F., Weezy F., Weezy F., Weezy F. Baby
Hahaha, Weezy F. Baby, hahaha, yeah,
Whatcha gon', whatcha gon', whatcha gon' do?
When Nina Ross come and put the pussy on you
You probably still a virgin, I'mma bust your little cherry
And I'mma come through in something so cherry
And I'm sittin' on Pirellis, pumpin Makavelis
Showed you girlfriend my house she think I live in a telly
Just bought a jet I'm 'bout to take that bitch to L.A.
Bitch I never met I'm 'bout to meet that bitch in L.A.
Ooh, I'm feeling myself, I'm so fly shawty think I really fly stilts
I'm so paid shawty I could really buy stilts
And I'm feeling my belt, And I'm feeling my sneaks
'Cause I don't see them on anybody
Got the Semi. by me for anybody
Yeah I'm from uptown, yeah I'm from uptown, yeah I'm from uptown
Eastside, I'm lighting up two blunts at one time
And I thank God I can say fuck one time
I'm sippin' on two cups at one time
And I thank God I can say fuck one time
Fuck one time, fuck one time, fuck one time, thank God


Louis V. bag, all black hammer
Louis V. shoes with the Louis bandan'
On the Louis phone case with the sidekick case
My foot L.V. on the side of my bitch face
Man I'm a dog, I go so hard
Man I'm a dog, 'bout to come in your yard
'Bout to, 'bout to cum in your lady
Weezy F., Weezy F., Weezy F. Baby, hahaha
Weezy F., Weezy F., Weezy F. Baby, hahaha
And Young Mula Baby, can't forget that
How would you do that?
I beat that track 'til that bitch be black
It's Weezy F. the monster, even F your mama
Even ex your mama, leave you next to mama
You are so pussy gonorrhea's your aroma
Blind gynecologist could see that your vagina
Who me? Me? Turn beef to balanya
And you go around me like a Honda
Better yet she ride me like Travis Pastrana
Fuck the X Games, it's ecstacy games
Show me a mirror 'cause I'm so glad to meet Wayne
And I'm feeling myself, So fly shawty think I really fly stilts
But I'm so paid shawty I could really buy stilts
But I'm feeling my belt, I'm feeling my sneaks 'cause
I ain't never seen them on anybody
Got the Semi. by me for anybody
Yeah I'm from uptown, yeah I'm from uptown
Eastside!

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