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Correct Thought It Was A Drought Lyrics
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Correct Thought It Was A Drought
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[Intro: DJ Drama & Lil Wayne] Shout to Mack Maine! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hood boss, what's up? 6, 6, 6 (Gangsta Grizz-ills!) [Verse: Lil Wayne] Big body on brabus, that's all I know Big shotties in the closet, that's all I wore Screaming "money over power," quote, un-quote And if the bread get too low, kidnap John Doe (hold up) I just fucked your bitch in some Young Money flip flops I'm smoking on that loud and you can hear a pin drop (hold up) I just kissed my bitch and I left codeine in her mouth (yeah) Swimming in my money, I smell chlorine when I count (get 'em) Skating and mating, I’m spinning like Daytons I’m winning like Peyton, I’m Christian like Laettner I'm putting some straightener into all of these Satans I'm wilder than Nathan, Goliath on David I'm quietly waiting, I'm trying to be patient But they want me to wait for Simon to say it But I am too faded, so talk to my agent Or they talk about you to your congregation Man, no conversation or negotiation No affiliation by association I need confirmation for my compensation Or we make a corpse out of your corporation I need my donation, take drugs in rotation That AK gon' sound like a standing ovation They landing your facial, bandanna, rosacea I'm all about numbers, comparisons, ratios Collateral, collateral Xanax and Adderall got me unparralleled Me and your bitch compatible Go together like a parachute and a "geronimo" This dick is mechanical, but he get too casual up in the vaginal I pop a Viagara, she hop like a kangaroo Suck like a snaggle-tooth I ain't got time for no rumors When I am not human, or you men, I'm booming I'm fucking her, fucking her roomie I'm platinum versus aluminum, I'm shrooming I visualize what I'm assuming, my vision is gloomy But fuck it, I zoom in and now I see movement And I'd like to thank all the niggas that schooled me But I still might shoot up my class reunion I'm sipping that Houston like it's communion Smoking some weed, bright as a petunia I'm walking around Miss America like I'm the King, King of Zamunda Been hanging around with my shooters When you was still hanging out with Mr. Cooper Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name on side the chalupa Money since the Mayans, thuggin' since the riots Cyst exemplifyin', higher than Orion Lion off the diet, eat the whole safari Pop a cork or body, keep it soft and sour Watch the market tower Find a wooden counter, knock on it twice and count ‘em Competition, clown 'em, opposition chowder Watch the bitches shower, optimistic mama Common sense ain't common, top position scholar So far from the bottom they can't hear me holler All I say is our, all I say is our, our father My lil bae a model, pussy taste like cobbler Make me As-salamu alaykum bottle What more can I say about her? Pray about it I just race the 'Rari, left it way behind me, taste the mileage Loud-ass blatant diamonds, I think they the loudest Waking zombies, break a face or promise Give me steak lasagna, hate your honor Still my mama's baby; and my baby mamas, they some riders Can't deflate them tires, I’m still chasing commas Nigga I made Big Tymers And I’m still taking time to make it timeless Dedication problems Sick shit, ay yeah, yeah, yeah... [Skit: Lil Wayne] The nicest thing a fan can say to me when they approach me on the street is any fucking thing true, anything real. You know what I mean, that’s the nicest thing. I mean like, even if its cliché, cliché I can still tell when that cliché was straight from your heart and that’s all you could think about, all you could think to say when you saw me or if you meant it, like even if it's that, like I said just when it's real. You know why? Cause sometimes people can say things that's so real to them that they don’t even know that, you know what I mean, some of the things they are saying isn’t fact, you know what I mean, official. But you know, things like so what I mean like example: you might walk up on somebody, I might walk up on somebody on the street and they might, uh, they might... shout out the valet from today, umm well yesterday, shout out the valet from yesterday, before you opened the door of my car, you’re looking in my eyes, you’re a young cat too, you look me in the eyes and you say ahh, and he couldn't, his English wasn’t all that, he said: I like the new album, I really like the new project, and I said to him I was like thank you man, he meant that, cause he looked me in my eyes and he even opened my door before he said it, you know what I mean, so I was like damn you know when I got in the car I was like damn it's not a project. You know what I mean I don’t even consider that, it's damn sure not an album just a mixtape, you know what I mean, but to him that was real, that shit was real, could be a project not an album, so shout out to homie. I slid him a nice little tip you know what I mean
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