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Some information about Earthquake Lyrics Title: Lil Wayne - Earthquake lyrics Artist: Lil Wayne Album: Tha Carter Visitors: 17 visitors have visited Earthquake Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Lil Wayne] Speak to them Jazze I Yea fly guy I m way more fly than you That s right I ll take your dime from you That s right Now she wanna spend all night with me She wanna wake up with Weezy-F baby Let me be the one that you roll with toobaby Throw it back mathrow it backthrow it backthrow it back ma I d like to spend the rest of my night with you Yea so how bout youso how bout you [Lil Wayne] I ll take your bitch give her back; take your bitch again That s because you throw a 5 I pitch a 10 Now she wanna get inside of me 66 She sees that my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan She say she love her man she misses him But nobody do it better than her distance dick me I m her long distance pimp When I land my bitches want for me on the strip yup And I don t lie I confessI m the one who turn that orange vest to a dress Gotta dress to impess thoughGotta stay cleanplus momma in a Lex 4 She with mewhat you expectI live to be fly to death It s the bird man jr. sincerely yours When it rains it pourswhen it rain it whores [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Now why you wanna go do that I can see through that Tattoo right there like I view that Girl what that saywhat who that Bet he was lamebet he Lil Wayne no Cus I m way more flyer Have you hanging round a bunch of yayo buyers nop And not a day go by uswe don t get high than the telephone wires Cut your telephone we riding where phones don t roam they don t even come on You re far from home so leave it alone You creeping with the king of the throne You sleeping in a tee and a thong With your hair in a pony I ain t got no blinds we can stare at the morning yup But I can t be there all morning Girl I m a pimpI m goinggoinggoinggone [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] I m Sorry I was grooving Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music But let s get back to what we were doing Laid back in that black on plat Ewing s That s 33 tires he fire These streets ain t papaya ma You gotta keep heat on your side 2 must So I m a get 3 more and cop you one Waitnaw hun cus you ain t exempt If your ass ever trip I ll give you a clip yea But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips But I can t fall for you cus I stick to the scrip yup I said I stick to my grip; I stick to my moneythat s life to me Sorry honey Jazze [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] So how bout you yea So how bout you See what I m talking bout sweet heart you ain t even gotta have John Madden you ain t gotta have Dick Vitaleyou ain t gotta Lee Carsole you ain t gotta have Stuart Scottyou ain t gotta have Linda Cohn know what I m talking boutyou ain t gotta have the staff of ESPN you ain t gotta have ABC staff just to talk sports baby cus I got game Just fuck with the boy and I ll get you a jersey What you want me to put on the back Daddy s little that s rightsee what I m talking bout I can t give you the game but I can show the game and you can see what you see and peek how you peek and get what you get know what I m talking bout Weezy Hottest songs from Lil Wayne : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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