Boyz 2 Menace

From Dedication 62017

Written by Bobby Kritical, DJ Plugg, Gudda Gudda, Lil Wayne

Lyrics

Boyz 2 Menace

[Intro: Gudda Gudda] Take that shit off at the front Gudda! Lord Uh-oh [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda & Lil Wayne] Sleep on me, I hope you die in your sleep No one's defiant as me I know my worth, so when you pay me Just know that I am not cheap (I am not cheap) On the road to riches Tappin' my horn, so watch for the beep (watch for the beep) Rippin' this shit to pieces No, I will not look out for the beat Started out on the block Got on my feet and rose to the top I'm the cleanup man with the mop Fifty shots disfigured his top, yes (disfigured) I come from the city of God (God) I walk around in the city like God (God) Made it out and still come back Somebody, please tell me, what are the odds? On this mic I am a wizard, but this is not Oz Cold but hot, I can turn the summer to fall I'm sicker than y'all Don't talk to me unless you talkin' 'bout paper I'm buyin' some acres, no time for a neighbor I'm from New Orleans, yes, I am a gator I’ll do you a favor, and not do you a favor 'Cause if I do you a favor And you don't come back with that paper I'ma have to lay hands on you Like I'm givin' you prayer Eastside, we ain't playin' it fair You ever heard of the tortoise and hare? I'm switchin' the gear Started off in the back, bitch But now I'm winnin', it's clear Nigga, I'm here Gudda! [Interlude: Lil Wayne] For real (Blows smoke) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I got my married hoes on single drugs Got my fattest hoes gettin' finger fucked And my trashiest hoes is clean as fuck And my nastiest hoes is neat as fuck Take your shoes off before you walk inside Take your shoes off before you cross the line I snoozed off on Father Time Got my goons to go kidnap Daughter Time Come to wet the party up, and whoever in it Got one gun that shoot for seven minutes I'm done shitting, niggas never spit it I'm high class, niggas' elementary Repetition, that's the definition I'm a Hot Boy under air conditionin' Shoot the gun with the left arm limpin' George Jefferson in all seven minutes Got a hot girl off television With a very sticky unhairy kitty In the right position, screamin' "You're consistent" I sit there and listen like we talkin' business I don't need her out here filmin' niggas I'd really rather have her steal from niggas I really travel like a pilgrim, nigga Kush loud as Fred screamin' "Wilma!", nigga I've been takin' time out to count the bands Break a promise in the promised land Going zagga zow off of zagga xans From the middleman to the Macho Man I've been talkin' shit up in Diddy house Went to Disneyland, talked to Mickey Mouse Then I figured out how to figure out What I was figurin' out, you figure it out Got a trigger man with an extra hand My bitches sleep by my bitch's house So every party is a slumber party Sky is the limit, head in the clouds While you runnin' round, I'ma run it up You dumb it down, I ain't dumb enough I hit the courtroom and stunk it up High comin' down, plug comin' up You gon' hold me down, you gon' hold me up You don't know me, but you know what's up And the coke was cut with some extra coke Showed her more than love, she just shoulder-shrugged She don't know it's love, it's not important love As long as we can keep extortin' the plug Just let him bleed and ignore the blood Just let him be and ignore the buzz Pour it up, catch a sugar rush Chopper full of rust, but it still bust Bust good as fuck, every bullet struck Like a hundred holes, got a hole-in-one Safe full as fuck, money full of dust And I'm pulling up in that "What the fuck?" That's a muscle car, got me lookin' buff If you look enough, you a mussel, punk That's a Bugatti on steroids Bugatti on Chevron All-white like an Altoid All these rings on, call me Bellboy From the Teflon to the Kevlar Don't mean shit when your head off Make the top dog jump dead off Then we keep his head for a memoir I sped off with the head off Goin' big Bruno on Mars Sippin' Lone Star, turn a pornstar To a known star with a phone call [Bridge: Lil Wayne] Hold up; murky, murky water, yeah Purple, purple rivers, yeah Floatin' purple ribbons, yeah I'm cursed, but still religious, damn I've been poppin' 10s, yeah 'Cause my bitch pop all the 20s, damn Why you hatin' on the skinnys, damn I met Satan, he was chillin', hold up [Outro: Lil Wayne] Murky, murky water Purple, purple rivers Floatin' purple ribbons I'm cursed but still religious Damn Take your clothes off bitch Call your road dog, bitch I feel like O-Dog, bitch Boyz 2 Menace

About this track

"Boyz 2 Menace" is a song by Lil Wayne from the album Dedication 6, released in 2017. The song was written by Bobby Kritical, DJ Plugg, Gudda Gudda, Lil Wayne. It was produced by Bobby Kritical, DJ Plugg.

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