Lil Wayne – Ianahb Lyrics

Ianahb

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"Ianahb." - Lil Wayne

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 04:07 pm

Album: I Am Not a Human Being II (Deluxe Version)

Track No: 01

I'm in a crib butt naked, bitch
She said my dick could be the next black president
Americans hate that I'm American
Medicine, I treat it like peppermints
Uh, I'm in the ocean gettin' shark pussy
Shoot you in your fuckin' mouth and make you talk to me
Yeah, sometimes I need someone to talk to
'Cause I am not a human being, part two
Gettin' paid, show money for walkthroughs
Lettin' all these hoes ride my dick carpool
My bars passed the bar exam, no law school
Cash money army, veteran with my war wounds
Uh, what your man doin'?
I pop this motherfuckin' top like a canned good
And all my **** that I roll with are hella armed
And last night I took a transformer
And had a dream that my dick turned to Megatron
But my girl was sleeping with Decepticons
Money talks, man, and mine talk lecture long
PUSSY my second home
I be grindin' on them hoes like a half pipe
She say, Tunechi, you the shit, you need your ass wiped
I say before you gas me up check the gas price
Then I make her take this dick like advice
She seesaw it, she suck it and enjoy it
I stick it in her ass like some fuckin' steroids
José Canseco make no mistake
Like a white boy wearing black paint you a fake ass ****
Brake pads, ****, wait you ain't in my weight class, ****
Lookin' for the motherfuckin' man in the mirror
Runnin' this shit like a faucet, Farrah
Barracuda, who the fuck you-a?
I can make your bitch root for me like I grew her
Bodies in the sewer, tampons in manure
Ninety billion bitches on my stick like a skewer
That's swag, I'm a true Blood, bitch, no fangs
Been went pro now I'm goin' propane
Tell a bitch get off me, bitch, get off me
I got her over here blowing me like coffee
Decaffeinated, hand me that paper like I graduated
And I get head while it's decapitated
Think it's a game? ****, come play
I'm with my killer bees, fuck bug spray
Yeah, Young Money so gangster
I personally know strangers
It's so strange but this girl named Dana like to go anal
Shoot him in his head, what's that? A no-brainer
Plain old **** but a break from the norm
I wear my heart on my sleeve so don't be breakin' my arm
I'd rather ring your fuckin' neck before I ring the alarm
I dream to meet a serial killer that'll bring me along with him
I gotta hit 'em like red bones with long hair
Fuck with me your ass is grass, get a lawn chair
I was fuckin' before my dick started growing hair
Bitches sweatin' me like John Mayer or warm air
Man, nut and bananas
You know how the tables turn, where are your table manners?
If you fake put a egg in your shoe and scramble
No rubber, I just fucked this piano, ****
Lou, do you
Turn it up
Uh, yeah
Hello, world
As I always say
Ianahb
Too

Writer(s): D. Carter, Edna Lewis, Jermaine Preyan & B. Williams.

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