- Wayne's Takeover 1 (Album Version (Explicit)) 歌詞 Mannie Fresh
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- Mannie Fresh
- Shh, say Fabe, say
FabeLook,
Fresh done went to the bathroom
This your boy
Weezy, baby, ya already know
He ain't want me rappin' on his album '
Cause I be talkin' bout that gun slangin', that murderin'
Them *******, ******* havin' kids, ******* ** ****' *******
******* ******' other *******, ******* and the other ** ********** getting mad
And stab that ************ in the club and he gotta drag that ************ out
But look, he ain't want none on that on his album
He wanna write about lovin' and huggin' people
And hey lady, you look so fine
And I mean, you know, what
I'm sayin'?
I ain't trying to downgrade nobody, nah nuttin' like that
But this ******* need some spittin' on here
So I can come on this mother******* and flame it out
So somebody could cut this mother******* on
He comin'?
Cut my *** *********t on
Yeah uhh, yeah uhh, yeah uhh, yeah
Weezy F-Baby
Fresh, I tell him call me when its gangsta
Uhh, yeah uhh, yeah uhh, yeah,
Birdman Jr
Fresh yeah, yeah, call me when it's gangsta man, yeah
I'm on fire, shorty so raw
I just may be
Columbian, so
I'm higher
Washed up *******z,
I will tumble ya, double dry ya
I bubble gum and spit jambalaya
I'm fresh up out the kitchen with that
Richard Pryor
Yeah, I keep your stomach rumble quiet
Holla, prior to me gettin' money,
I was gettin' money
See, every time
I hit a pen,
I bungee like a spungee
I ain't playin' like
Tony Dungy
Sayin' all ya'll is lunch meat to the hungry
Better watch your pot roast, when
I'm on meI'm nothin' nice, something like running through
A fill of blazing pistols with a ******g knife
I'm fresh to death,
I need a ******g life
She say her man wrong, so she gonna ******* me right
I'm like ******g right ,
I got my two shooter
That mean
I'm ******g twice
Bang, bang, woo, it was hard
Look at our journey, but
I got here
I made it on the album people
It's Weezy, thank you
FreshLook,
Wayne, I told you bro'
No merkin',
No murderin '
No ******* stabbin' *******, no bullet wounds
None of that kinda ************t
No * *****' body with over 12 tattoos
And all that ************t on this mother******' album
This is some beautiful wholesome lovin ' kind type stuff
If you can't go by them rules, get the ******* on dude
Now Fabe, play somethin' beautiful for the ladies
Somethin' that they're goin' to understand, let's get with it
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