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D.O.A. Lyrics - Lil Wayne

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uh, fiji water, grand-daddy purp,
excuse me i let the semi-automatic burp,
blood game muthafucka, call me red alert
young carter kill in order, who get it first?
stuff that girl with dick 'til her head burst,
young weasel flow needles like i thread shirts,
boy, you ain't did shit, i done said worse,
flip ya' fitted cap back like Fred Durst,
uh, fiji water o.g. kush,
yeah, i drink verses and eat hooks,
got the stove on my waist, and we cooks,
i'm in the way, you can't pass, like Aron Brooks,
uh, president ride the car slow
i let my driver drive , i'm on par four,
spit hangin' from my mouth, retard flow,
and i say what i want, like an award show,
i'm on some shit ain't even came out the ass yet,
sit back and watch the green grow, like the grass wet,
your or old, there ain't no comparin' me,
i just cleared that up, moment of clarity. uh

(la da da da, hey hey hey, goodbye)

uh, i'm about to go almonds,
young head buster, get ya' helmets,
you niggas real soft, what is that velvet?
i get big chips, you get Alvins,
uh, i'm about to go walnuts,
we get seven digit money, you can call us,
hit 'em wit' the chopper, watch 'em ball up,
paint ya' face red, you all dolled up
yeah, young nino nigga,
do it for my team, Tim Tebow nigga,
i'm killing this shit, Grim Reap' flow nigga,
gettin' swallowed by the Maybach, deep throat nigga,
uh, i'm about to go Planters,
i'm still in my prime, Deon Sanders,
we all gamblers, i will not lose,
flow precious as diamonds, i drop jewels,
uh, gimme' mine or i'ma take mine,
smoke a' purple, i heard it through the grapevine,
Weezy baby, a.k.a. your highness,
i just killed this shit, moment of silence. uh

(la da da da, hey hey hey, goodbye)
(but i ain't finished. nuh-uh. no ceilings muthafucka. yeah)

uh, i'm in the zone like a fastball,
and i fuck the game up, like a bad call,
let the money stack, don't let the cash fall,
bars all day, no last call,
uh, i'm in the red zone nigga,
wake up in the morning, with ya head gone, nigga,
Birdman jr., wings spread on niggas,
leave the beef in the streets, and bring the bread home, nigga,
yeah, tell the doctor step aside please,
Dr. Carter, gasoline in your i.v.s,
strong dry weed, make my eyes bleed,
strong-arm rap, i rock a' iron sleeve,
uh, i'm in the zone, like the secondary,
no lie, bitch i'm flyer than a pet canary,
i'm a dog on the beat, fuck the veterinari',
two women praise me, like Mary Mary,
uh, i'm in the zone like college ball,
spit fire, like i'm sippin' on a Molotov,
loose bowels, this shit so easy,
(i might send this to the mixtape Weezy)
uh.

hahahahahahaha (la da da da, hey hey hey, goodbye)
no ceilings
yeah
haha


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