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Lil Wayne

"Selsun Blue"

[Hook]
Get rid of the residue
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you
Leggo

[Verse 1]
It's all about the Young f*ckin' Money
It's a war in these streets, I need a Humvee
That AK-47, that's my trusty
Got some tricks up my sleeves, I need some cufflinks
Oh Lord, these n*ggas soft, these n*ggas fluffy
Another one bites the dust 'til his gums bleed
Oh Lord, Public Enemy, Chuck D
Me with no money's like a bunny with no front teeth
f*ck me? It's f*ck you if it's f*ck me
I hit the kush, blow it out like a bum knee
Where the haters? Point 'em out and ask 'em what's beef
Stack of hundred dollar bills in a scrunchie
Oh Lord, kamikaze, kidnappin' killers
Screaming "f*ck the other side!"
She ride the di*k, the di*k gon' kill her, vehicular homicide
Oh Lord, I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, n*gga
I'm sorry for them other guys
Lay a n*gga down, Nina sang his ass a lullaby
Wave your white flag all you want, b*tch, I'm colorblind
Bad b*tch with me got thunder thighs and her mother's eyes
Li-li-li-lick my lollipop like it got gum inside
Miami in the winter, Cali in the summertime
My b*tch is independent, she don't ask me for a dime
Love it when we makin' love, hate it when it's f*ckin' time
Disrespect the caterpillar, rave about the butterfly
Bullet ain't got no name, n*gga, but you could get it customized
Run up in your house, undisguised, why you look surprised?
Motherf*ckers better f*ckin' hide, I feel like Mr. Hyde
Athletes still gettin' jacked like they missin' tires
Oh Lord, one of the wildest B's in my hive
I'll sting a b*tch and die anytime
Hate it when the f*ckin' police shut the session down
We just talkin', we just skatin', we just messin' round
Tell them n*ggas that be hatin' we ain't messin' round
They just barkin', they just fakin', they gon' settle down
We got b*tches, we got beer, we got Bobby Brown
Skatin' underneath the bridge, dead body found
Do a trick over the body, hope he smilin' down
Do a trick off of some stairs, land on solid ground
Grizzly Gang in this b*tch, check the grip tape
n*gga came on your b*tch, ooh milkshake
Chop a cocaine brick like a sensei
Break the great white down to a fish plate
Woo! Pockets on inflate
Got the Yay locked down like Kim K
I been sippin' codeine since 10K
I be cussin' while I'm bustin', "Die motherf*ckers"
Oh Lord

[Hook]
Get rid of the residue
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
It's that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you

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