Album Cover Bleu Snappin'

Bleu Snappin'

LIL WAYNE

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Huh, huh

Uh, pick ′em off, I fuck 'em all then egg ′em all

Her nipples hard and a nigga cold

Before silicone she was skin and bones

Surfin' that shit like Billabong

Her nigga home, they don't get along

This the only dick she be sittin′ on

Bitch ain′t gon' be playin′ no Game of Thrones

Hold on' hold on′ bubble butt with these hands, I caress that

Bust a nut on her ass, call her wetback

Collar tucked skinny pants I finesse that

Wings up on the Lamb 'cause it′s jet black

Pew, I ain't mad at her

She got a man, tell your man you just got manhandled

Pop that cran apple, the pussy panhandler

I fuck her good I put her to sleep I Mr. Sandman her

Mm, dark cider my nuts make me walk wider

I pull up in a soft top the car timeless

I'm a sharpshooter, I be with sharpshotters

Money talks, nigga I got that yada yada

She say "Get in my belly"

I put dickk up in her stomach, she say "Get in my belly"

I put dick up in her stomach, she say "Get in my belly"

She sit on this motherfucker like Corinthian leather

Dick up in her stomach, she say"Get in my belly"

Bought a Birkin for my blicka, she say "Nigga, I′m jelly"

Put some white girl on my thumb, she lick that bitch like a lesbian

Said the truth is hard to swallow, she ain′t no lie detector, hold on

Westside, I like my weed like my bitches, from the Westside

I be leanin' I be sippin′ I be just fine

Red beam and I ain't talkin′ 'bout no Xfive

Red beam and I ain′t talkin' 'bout no Xfive

Dreads slingin′, red flag down my hair tie

Take the kilos out the bag, let ′em air dry

Throw a P up for Pirus, shit that PS5

Throw a P up for Pirus, shit that PS5

I'm a speed up in that new whip, fuck a test drive

I′m a creep up on them niggas like a hairline

Creep up on them niggas like a

I'ma creep up on them niggas like I′m Left Eye

I'ma squeeze that fuckin′ trigger like a necktie

On codeine, I'm like a turtle, I'm a reptile

Red beam and I ain′t talkin′ bout no Xfive

Red beam and I ain't talkin′ bout no Xfive

I'ma speed up in her pussy, fuck her sex drive

I′ma creep up on them niggas like they deaf slime

I'ma creep up my lil′ nigga like a,like a

I'ma creep up my lil' nigga like a deadline

Got them sleepin′ with the fishes, he was dead-tied

Send a PJ for my bitches, fuck a red eye

Let her pussy open up and I′ma headline

Want a good ting nigga with some money on it

All these karats in my chain make a bunny hop

I be laughin' to the bank cus it′s funny, yup

In the belly of the beast where the stomach at

Hold on, shoot 'em in the–, shoot ′em in the head, that part nigga ooh

All these niggas feds and narcs, nigga, ooh

I like my bitches red and dark nigga, ooh

I like 'em braindead and smart nigga ooooooh

Yeah, I′ma shoot em in the head that part, mm

I think all you niggas feds and narcs, mm

Like my bitches red red and dark mm

Mm, dark cider, my nuts make me walk wider

I pull up in a soft top, the car timeless

I'm a sharpshooter, I be with sharpshotters

Money talks, nigga I got that yada yada

Ooh Westside, like my weed like my bitches from the Westside

I be leanin' I be sippin′, I be just fine

Red beam and I ain′t talkin' ′bout no Xfive

Red beam and I ain't talkin′ 'bout no Xfive