Lil Wayne – Shit Lyrics

Lil Wayne – Shit Lyrics
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    "Shit." - Lil Wayne

    Album: Sorry 4 the Wait 2
    Track No: 02
    I'm so sorry
    So sorry
    This, this, that Sorry 4 the Wait 2
    And I'm so sorry
    Sorry for the wait, ****
    Glock .40 for them fake ****
    Throw a party everyday, ****
    That's an ordinary day, ****
    Bad bitch in mi casa
    No mi casa es su casa
    My chopper go, doom dada
    Yay, yay, yay, yada
    Tunechi bitch on my Future shit
    I'm too legit, I sleep on a crucifix
    I wake up cranky, turn into a lunatic
    Then shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
    Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip
    I shoot to kill, these pussy **** shooting bricks
    I'm too for real, your head just a souvenir
    She wanna get it off her chest but her boobs too big
    I'm bumpin' Carter V on a iPod
    My bitch made as hell 'cause it ain't out yet
    She said, soon as these **** hear your new shit
    They gonna have to give they styles back
    I said, you too cray, she said, you too humble
    I said, you too, bae, she said, you too sweet
    Then I asked her, do she go both ways?
    She said, they do say love is a two-way street
    I said, ooh
    Talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
    Treat that girl like cuisine
    She gon' wanna shoot scenes, put my dick in museum
    I'm gon' die on my feet, never knees in the dirt
    Never dirt on my knees, I'm just serving these fiends
    Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
    Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
    I don't twerk but I tweak for that purple, that pink
    Yeah, you see what I'm sayin' like you heard what you see
    I'm a verbal disease, I'm allergic to me
    Been a turn on these streets since my curtains was sheets
    Chef on these beats, I'm just stirrin' the grease
    That bitch you in love with, she workin' for me
    I personally get you murdered this week
    Like that blunt between my two fingers, I'm at peace
    Word
    I smirk when I screech
    Trigga smart, street smart, I'm a nerd, I'm a geek
    I'm absurd, I'm unique
    Did my time in Cash Money, time served and released
    But this agent ain't free, word
    That's the word on these streets
    But that shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
    I'm just focused, focused on my expertise
    They, like, Tunechi, you good? I'm, like, Bob, yessiree
    Now don't, I mean, don't
    Don't question me, let me breathe, dog, big dog
    I cock back and shoot at your fleas
    Money long, tree trunk
    Now stand under me, catch these leaves
    I guarantee no guarantees
    But what repeat what you heard, you a dead parakeet
    It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
    I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
    We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for this
    'Cause I'ma stick it in her maximus gluteus
    We at the top of the world, she like the view and shit
    From up here, everybody look the puniest
    The coke got her all exuberant
    She doin' lines like a movie script
    But these are true events, Lord
    I'll kill a **** right now
    I'll put a **** lights out
    This put his body in a ice box
    With holes in his body like socks
    These **** softer than, these **** softer than nylon
    So keep my name out your mouth
    I hope it taste like cayenne
    Lookin' up at the skyline
    I'm thinking to my fuckin' self, you only live twice, slime
    And motherfuck you if you fight crime
    I'm from a place where the high crime rate like Iran
    We put your ass on Nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
    These **** lookin' at me
    These **** lookin' at me sideways
    That's because they on the sideline
    But they never try mine
    Spittin' like I'm sippin' cyanide
    While my bitch sip on Mai Tai
    But she wine fine
    And I'm so sorry
    She said, don't be sorry
    Then she said
    Don't apologize for shit 'cause you the shit
    And we know that Carter V the shit, whoa
    Foo
    Put this is that sorry for the wait, ****
    Glock .40 for them fake ****
    Throw a party everyday, ****
    That's an ordinary day, ****
    Bad bitch in mi casa
    No mi casa es su casa
    My chopper go, doom dada
    D'ye, yi, yi, yada
    And I'm so sorry for the wait, too
    I'm so sorry, so sorry
    Hoo, this, this, that Sorry 4 the Wait 2
    And I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry

    Writer(s): Lil Wayne.

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