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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Man all you pu**y n***as drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters hold hands and jump off a building
I could still taste her pu**y, memorabilia
Backpack full of artillery, one me, no equivalent
These n***as acting like lil b*t*hes
I don’t understand this sh*t like you scribbled it
Took her clothes, step back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up like a parking ticket
The end of the road is at walking distance
Have to get that blood off my hands, left the faucet drippin
In yo face like a airbag in a car collision
My weed man so consistent
I’m stayin rich, tryin not to make poor decisions
Everything I do I plan it out like a solar system
n***a if you clumsy you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Your b*t*h is sendin' naked pictures to me
Then she shoot over to my house, I scoot over in a bed
I shoot off in her mouth then she bit the bullet uh
Skatin on em like I’m Lil Wayne
And the weed so strong I can feel veins
Write it down, take a picture, now I feel framed
The drugs got me so numb I can’t feel ashamed
And my girl at home with the mood swings
Girl I gotta make a few runs like Usain
Wish I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry n***as going at yo neck for that food chain
Pop some pills that make me sleepy
Hoes creep me in they Teepee
I hope that pu**y taste like kiwi
Hope it’s nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a freebie
Leavin a n***a body floatin with a mouth full of seaweed
What's in my Louis backpack, that’s E.T
Snitches give me the heebeegeebees
I hope they’ll disappear, where the f**k is Houdini?
I got n***as on my side, you got n***as on yo back
I’mma yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, f**k you blow me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I don’t really do sh*t but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the rocks
Red beam on yo head, that’s a cherry on top
You don’t wanna keep your cool, I know n***as that’ll die uh
I danced with the devil in my dreams
When I wake up I still hear the same song

Make me wanna blow a motherf**ker brains out
Flood warning n***a, I’m about to brainstorm, lil n***a
I’ll take yo main ho, make her call her homegirl
Make em share the same d**k
It’s that motherf**kin Dedication 5
I just hope I’ll be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil Tunechi

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