Letra de Gonorrhea - Lil Wayne

(Feat. Drake)

Sound like my mic is right

I am not a human

Shout to all my moon men

Yeah, they call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in

It's a crazy world, so I stay in mine

And niggas don't cross the line

Niggas stay in line

Like welfare

I'm Saint Elsewhere

Hotter than the Devil? Nigga, hell yeah

Rock-a-bye-baby; homicide, baby

That's more tear drops, call me Crybaby

What you talking 'bout? Tell it to my 9

Cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms

I'm a young God, swagger unflawed

Bitch, I'm in the building, you in the front yard

Life's a bitch, naw, better yet a dumb broad

And I bet I can fuck the world and make it cum hard

Yeah, you boys is washed up

And I'm shitting on 'em like two girls and one cup, yuck

Weezy Baby AKA Bring The Money Home

Pull out a AK and pop you in your funny bone

Laugh now, die later, motherfucker

You's a bitch like Zeta Phi Beta, motherfucker

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Man, I'm so tired of balling, I sleep a lot now

I'll let my goons rush ya, like Moscow

Gun at your eyebrow: Pow-Pow

Man, I ball hard, even with five fouls

Yeah, we in this bitch, like tampons

Dump you in the woods, now get your camp on

Choke-hold around this shit 'cause I'm so hands-on

I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on

Back against the wall, and my two feet is what I stand on

Diva in the room, she blowing me just like a band horn

Got her on her knees, the same knees that she be praying on

Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital "You can join"

Yeah, what y'all wanna do? I'm all ears

Smoking on that Headband, call that shit that Paul Pierce

I'm just so ahead of my time, like dog years

Bal' like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea (ha-ha)

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea (Uh, yeah)

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

I am spending much more than I'm making

On these cars and these vacations, is that too much information?

I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing

With a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station

I am tryna figure out why you so mad at me

Yes, I'm with Young Money, tell the magazines stop asking me

I be with the dread with the tattoos on his head

And a flag the color red like a fucking low battery

(Okay) Nigga, peep the shit I'm wyling on

I be with your baby mama, you be with your child at home

Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of styrofoam

Big cheese, big bread, call that shit a cal-zone

(Okay) I will break your fucking collar bone

Us against the world, better pick which fucking side you on

Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on

And we about to kill 'em, C4, Mr. Carter's home

Yeah, call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

We some asshole niggas, call us diarrhea

The money keep growing, yep, it's growing like a Chia, haha

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we should call ya gonorrhea

You keep talking that shit, I'ma see ya

Kill your senorita, and your fucking Mama Mia

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