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เนื้อเพลง Pure Colombia - Lil Wayne

เนื้อเพลง Pure Colombia

[Verse 1:]
I can't trust these n*ggas, throw some water on 'em,
They say "Go to Hell, " Okay I know the owner,
Strip clubs gettin old all the strippers hoein',
All these b*tches think they dimes, watch me flip a coin,
Thank You Jesus, My dogs is off the leashes,
Had to leave my spanish b*tch 'cause she was startin' to get suspicious,
Tell The Beef I mean business, suit and tie n*gga
You and all your dogs can get euthanize n*gga
Trigger happy n*gga, I just can't stop smiling
Thank God I'm fly, I had to thank my pilot
You think you're calling shots, you got the wrong number
I love Benjamin Franklin more than his own mother
Throw that p*ssy, throw that p*ssy
And I don't want no throw back p*ssy, man f*ck these p*ssy-
Ass n*ggas, I lay back and ash Swishers
My new shoes is ass-kickers, she drink cum like she had hiccups
Rest In Peace to my last victim
We be passing blunts, they be passing judgement
5 blunts of that strong, call that strength in numbers
AK's with Chiquitas, you shell-shocked like Adidas
Whoever find your body, finders keepers, yeah
It's that pure Colombia
'Cause soon as the b*tch tasted it her tongue was numb
It's loaded, so I just let her jump the gun
It's that Dedication 5 and another one, I love it!
Tunechi

[Bridge:]
Yeah, free Scooter, I'm outchea
Let's get it

[Verse 2:]
I done lost a couple hoes but I'm still a pimp
This change of face on my Rollie, shout out Lil Kim
Park my cars in front my house like I ain't got no garage
Just looking for a b*tch to stay down like I'm throwing knives
Mac so paid we 'bout to start calling him MacIntosh,
I really beat that p*ssy up them n*ggas shadow box
These n*ggas sending threats, I'm a start sending hits
Bring me his head, so I can make sure it's him
It's lonely at the top, it's lonely at the top
I think I'm 'bout to jump, n*ggas phony as a prop
Ain't nothing on me but this chop, turn you, your homies into slop,
Put your brains all over the window, people passing window shop
Like ugh, this that pure Columbia
It's just us, f*ck the rest we got insomnia
Most likely I done f*cked that b*tch that's laying under ya
She said she trying to see me, b*tch that's Stevie Wonderful
You better, mind your business, hitman with a hit list
YMCMB, the world is ours, seconds minutes
I'm a movie motherf*cker, camera man, are you getting this?
Burning blunts like bridges, turn up, missing
Ahhhhh
We out here with that clean work, these n*ggas selling remix we got clean work
Kill everybody ya'll gone need a limousine hearse
You see I'm armed like a f*cking short sleeve shirt!
D5, what up five?
Yeah

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