Spit Yo Game, Talk Yo shit, Grab Yo Gat
Call Yo Click [x2]
Squeez Yo Clip Hit Tha Right One Pass Tha Weed
Gotta Lite One [Repeat]

[Verse 1:]
What Ya Mamme Told Ya Bout Fuckin Round Wit Them Sojas
Told Ya I'll Be Back I'm Commin I Got That Tolamansoda
Dats Blood All Ova Ya Sofas
Blood All Ova Ya Postas
Blood All Ova Ya Sholdas
Blood All Ova Tha Strollas
Do That shit I Don That shit it's Weezy Baby
He's A Baby Make That nigga Run That shit
Make That Money Come Back Quick
Take That Money From That bitch
She Know what It Be M-O-B
Pistol Write That M-I-Re
You Know what It Be M-O-Me
Bitches Know Were That Lime Lead 2 Words
Room Key, Where Penthouse Sweet
Wear Not A Damn Thing
I'm Here Batabambing
My Hand Bling
My Wrist Bling
My Neck Bling
My Ear Bling
Supa Bowl Ring bitch
Cash Money Young Money
Supa Bowl Team bitch
Money, Money, Money, Money
I'm True To Those Things bitch
You With Those pussy Hoes I Shoot At Those Queens bitch
This I New Orleans bitch,
Murder don't Mean shit

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
What Ya Papi Told Ya Bout Fuckin Round With Them Soja's
Told Ya I'm Comin Back I Got That Tolamatola
Dats Blood All Ova Ya Rova
Blood All Ova Ya Shofa
Blood All Ova Ya Lofa's
If I Get It, It Comes To Its
Blood All Ova My Toasta
Blood All Ova My Hosta
I'm In A Es-Cas that's
Blood All Ova My Hova, fuck
I'm Hustlin With A Moden
My niggas Need Me
An A Tiger In My Pocket
"Says Feed Me" it's Greedy
See Them niggas
Jack Them niggas
Kill Them niggas
Wack Them niggas
Ask Them bitches
Ask Them niggas
Weezy Baby That Tha nigga
Cath Me Mashin In A Vee
Matchin Seats, Matchin Feet
Sheesh That bitch Too Sweet Fa Tha Streetz
Got That Key For Tha Leaf, That Feast The Beef
No Need To Speed, Let It Be, what It Be
Niggas Want Piece I Make Them Leave Here
Piece By Piece
Fuck Me, fuck You, what It Is what It Do
I've Been Ready Since 81 And I Was Born I 82
Holleygrove Is Where I'm From Boy
We Call That bitch Tha Zoo
Iaint Neva Trust A bitch, And She Aiint
Neva Forbiddin Foo
Sucka Free, Sucka Proof, 50 Sots Cut Em Loose
Weezy Babe Quarter Backshot Gun Run And Shoot
Comin True Youngin Do what Youngin Do Ball Baby At Home
Funacatin, Homie By Tha Phone Waitin

Correct  |  Mail  |  Print  |  Vote

Spitter Lyrics

Lil Wayne – Spitter Lyrics