They Still Like Me (Explicit)

They Still Like Me - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)

Okay okay okay

That's what I'm talking about man

I killed that sh*t man

That right there that's easy man

You know what I mean

Gimme something else Drama

Man I'm on fire man

Rock watch this man

Dramatic

P**sy motherf**kers

What it do holla at me

All them niggas tryin' to hate me

And them b**ches tryin' to have me

I'm a money man

Yup I get it from my Daddy hoe

And boy we could beef

Like no you in a Cali oh

Hollygrove my daddy home

Let that automatic go

Test me when I'm chillin'

And I'll kill ya from my patio

B**ch my shadow look good

I'm just feelin' wheezy

Hop in my sh*t and say goodbye

'Cause the ceiling's leaving

Believe me they ain't trying

To see me

Tell 'em I'll be the ni**a

With the burner and beannie

I'm the fireman

She just call me when she steamin'

I wet her up and put her out

And leave the b**ch dreamin'

Niggas say they hot

But it's really not seemin'

If these guys bad

Then I gotta be a demon

Wayne's getting money

Like Damon and Kennan

Try and take it from me

And I'm aimin' and beamin'

Bangin' and leaving

Stains on the cement

Slide the cracker something

So they tame the police man

Left in a Porsche came in a Karnish

And I'm fresh yeah the Gucci sweats

Came with the creases

I'm hot but I'm cold

I just change with the seasons

Trying to put some

Cheese on my pieces

If your lookin' for ya ni**a

I'll be where the water gets deeper

Huggin' on that money

Tryin' to put it in a sleeper

Yeah I'm here

Who the f**k wanna say something

Leave your whole head empty

Like a strained pumpkin

Make no assumptions

I'm hustling

Your girlfriend guzzling

You thought she wasn't

Name still buzzin' even

When I'm doin' nothing

But I'm never doin' nothin'

'Cause I'm always getting money

That's simple jackass

If you don't get it you're a dummy

And them niggas that diss me

Ain't nothing but pure p**sy

Sure honey I done heard

What you said

But if a ni**a really cared

You'd already be dead

Just a young a** ni**a

With some old a** bread

Yes I keep them dollars running

Like them b**ches got legs

And my ni**a Taz Po been

Ridin' wit me since pegs

And my right wrist is lookin' like

A cracked open egg

That's white and yellow diamonds

Adjust your lighting

I got 'em so mad but ooh

I think they like me