Thursday, 31 May 2012

3 Peat AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

3 Peat AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

3 Peat AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

I'm on it,
ooh I'm on it,
I'm so on it
and however you on it.
You can get it tonight hoe
and all night hoe.
I get the beats from maestro.
Fucking right hoe.
I might go crazy on these nigga's
I don't give a motherfuck,
run up in a niggas house
and shoot his grandmother up,
what, what,
i don't give a motherfuck
get your baby kidnapped,
then your baby motherfucked.
It's the Carter 3 bitch
better put your supper up.
Holly grove i throw it up,
like I'm tryna lose my gut.
Fuck his up, beat em up,
like a million upper cuts.
Got a million duffled up,
for the fuck of it.
shit.
Get on my level, you cant get on my level
you gon' need a space shuttle or a ladder
that's forever.
However im better,
if not now then never.
Don't you ever fix your lips,
unless you bout to suck my dick
bitch.
Swallow my words, taste my thoughts.
And if it's too nasty
spit it back at me.
Two more inches
I'da been in that casket.
According to the doctor
i could have died in traffic.
Bounce right back
on them bitches like magic.
Abra cadabra
I'm up like Viagra.
I just do this shit for my click like
Adam Sandler.
I control Hip-Hop and
I'ma keep it on my channel.

Watch me! Bitch watch me!
Bitch watch me!
But they cannot see me,
Like Hitler its the
New Orleans nightmare.
Money so old
its growing white hair.
Young money baby,
yeah we right here.
Ima make sure we ball
till we fall like tears.
And momma don't cry.
Your son can handle his.
I got her out the hood and
put up in the hills.
Yeah.
When i was fourteen
i told my mom we would see better days.
And sure enough i got Ms. Seether in
a better place.
Yeah.
When i was fourteen
i told my mom we would see better days.
And sure enough we did exactly what I say.
I told my girl when you fuck me,
better fuck me good.
Cause if another girl could
she gon fuck me good.
No sittin at the table
if you bringin nothin to it.
And i get straight to it,
like there's nothing to it.
Yeah.
I got game like Stuart Scott.
Fresh out the ESPN shop.
And when sports center poppin,
everything stopping.
Cause you cant fool me.

I know what you watching.
Me.
You watch me.
You watch me.
Cause I be Weezy.
Must see
T.V.
C3.
Nigga that's me,
and I'm me.
And I'm me, times three.
So retreat or suffer defeat
I'm back,
3 peat.
C3.

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