30 Minutes To New Orleans de Lil Wayne





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Lil Wayne
30 minutes to New Orleans
T, you gotta feel me
Shout out, see b-tch man, holla at me
Okay, Gucci backpack, fresh black Adidas
Rollin on a pill, rollin up some reefers
Declining all the Kesha's, replying to the Kims
Still knockin' boots like hammers on Tims
I'ma muthaf-cka baby, Weezy f baby
Yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby

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Lil Wayne
30 minutes to New Orleans
T, you gotta feel me
Shout out, see b-tch man, holla at me

Okay, Gucci backpack, fresh black Adidas
Rollin on a pill, rollin up some reefers
Declining all the Kesha's, replying to the Kims
Still knockin' boots like hammers on Tims
I'ma muthaf-cka baby, Weezy f baby
Yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby
I can make a dyke say she leavin' that lady
I can make a lady say she leavin that
P-ssy ass n-gga that gave her that baby
Now she with Weezy f, Weezy f, Weezy f, Weezy f baby
Hahahaha Weezy f baby hahahahaha
Now watcha gone watcha gone watcha gone do
When Nina Ross come and put that p-ssy on you
Now you probly still a virgin and imma bust your cherry
And I'ma come through in something so cherry
And I'm sittin on Pirelli's, pumpin Makiavelli
Showed your girlfriend my house, she think I live in Italy
Just bought a jet I'm bout to take that bitch to LA
Bitch I never met 'em 'bout to meet that bitch in LA

Oooh I'm feelin myself
I'm so fly, shawty think I really fly stealth
I'm so paid shawty I could really buy a stealth
And I'm feeling my belt and I'm feelin my sneaks
Cuz I don't see them on anybody
Got the semi by me, for anybody
Yeaaa I'm from up town
Yeaaa I'm from up town
Yeaaa I'm from up town
Eastside
I'm lightin' up to blunts at one time
And I thank God I can say f-ck one time
I'm sippin on two cups at one time
And I thank god I can say f-ck one time
F-ck one time
F-ck one time
F-ck one time
Thank god

Louie V bag All black leather
Louie V shoes With the Louie Bandanna
Louie phone case, Louie sidekick case
Might put LV 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, come on your lady
Weezy F, Weezy F, Weezy F baby
Hahahaha
Weezy F, Weezy F, Weezy F baby
Hahahaha
And Young mula baby
Can't forget

I beat that track til that bitch blue black
It's Weezy F the monster even if you momma
Even ex your momma, leave ya next to momma
You are so p-ssy gonorrhea's your aroma
Blind gynaecolagist can see that your vagina
Me, me, me turn beef to Bologna
Ain't go around me like a Honda
Better yet she ride it like Travis Pastrana
F-ck the X-games, it's ecstasy game
Show me a mirror cause I'm so glad to meet Wayne

Oooh I'm feelin myself
I'm so fly, shawty think I really fly stealth
I'm so paid shawty I could really buy a stealth
And I'm feeling my belt and I'm feelin my sneaks
Cuz I don't see them on anybody
Got the semi by me, for anybody
Yeaaa I'm from up town
Yeaaa I'm from up town
Yeaaa I'm from up town
Eastside

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