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3 HEADED GOAT (Ft. Cory Gunz, YD)

Lil Wayne

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3 HEADED GOAT (Ft. Cory Gunz, YD)

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(Aviator)That's right, featuring Cory Gunz and YDThese ain't no SDBitch, these Jimmy Choos, might be the Miu Mius, might be the Giuseppe'sBitch, you could get left, so bitch, get me right, you gotta impress meLil' bitch walking 'round with her titties out like she gon' breastfeedPolice raiding my spot, they saw it was me and took selfiesPlay with them guns, soon as they pop I'm gon' hit my targetIn front of his broad, in front of his daughters, I'm so remorselessWe in Miami in the middle of a pandemic and we on a new beachWorking that salmon, runnin' that sushiI cannot mention my hoes inside of my songs 'cause I know they be bragging a lotI can't keep these pills, getting high with these bitches, I'm supposed to be handing 'em outShow me that nigga who say he getting rich off of dope 'cause my niggas be jabbing a lotI heard that you and them niggas you with ain't no joke, my niggas laughing out loud, yeahThat shit was awesome, took her to NordstromsJust had a foursome, didn't have to force 'emYou cannot come back around me, you turn your back on me, I cannot forgiveYou need to stop fucking with strippers, you run into agents and giving 'em tipsWe kill your slime, we take your work, we take your bitch, you a bitchMy bitch is a snob, my fool is a jerk, and I bet this missile don't missShorty might got a pole but won't pop shitHe be talking like he down to drop shitBitch I'm up in your crib and I don't got a keyI be all in yo shit like a locksmithAnd we ain't throwing hands, better stop itYou ain't see no white flag when we squash shitAnd you know what's gon' happen when Tune put me right on a track, bitch, you know that's the squad shitHeard your funds just got low, ain't no job, niggaSo you out here, and you bout to start niggaI was in your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggasNow my money up, I'm living large, niggaAin't no need to relive in the dark, niggaNow I'm 'bout to skrrt off of the lot in the Bentley and take up two spots when I park, niggaMan, these niggas be boasting I don't even drink on the liquor 'cause when I skate, bitch, I need focusNo comedian joking, man, I hope he get his ass right on the stand so my youngins can roast himMan, you know why I'm chosen, 'cause I ran here first in the game, put my foot down 'til that bitch was chokingThis shit be promotion 'cause I'm smoking on this [?] good, bitch, and it's potentLean, water, intelligenceNigga finding your medicineMy weapons will knock an ottoman out of your residenceGot your wife on the edible, secret service and she taking it down like the presidentCan't survive in my element if you never been in stride with the lions and elephantsWhen they free all my niggas then wherever Weezy be, where I'm flying the felons inThey be rhyming so predicate then when you see 'em in person they quiet and delicateAnd 'til somebody die for the death of your brethren I cannot buy what you selling inWe met at the Mandalay she live in San Jose ain't visiting town with a friend todayWhen they hop in the Laundaulet, we bout to fuck over mandolins champagne and creme BruleTell your little mans to stay in his place, don't wanna get shot in your shin todayNigga play on the internet, I don't get into that, I send a shot in your shin todayWay too many niggas and not enough bitches for all of this bitch shitToo many to name, you know who to call, for real, some pimp shitWhat you saying is not realisticI just left Elliante the districtBut I still go to Vice with the biscuitEven still for a slice and I missed it'Bout to gamble your life on a trip bitchI be rolling the dice on on her lipstickI'm a different type of sadisticI don't look at the price when I get shitI don't put in no ice when I sip shitLot of boomers and lights when I clip shitLeave the room looking like I just flipped shitShe be riding me like I'm a ripstickShe say she want a body for ChristmasI'm living like some bucket list shitIf you don't like it suck a sick dick
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