เนื้อเพลง Bugatti - Lil Wayne

Microphone check, I still don't hear my...
Oh yeah I do, yeah I do
Who the f*ck is Stevie J?

[Hook 1: Lil Wayne]
Don't be lookin' for no donations
You get d*ck, then reservations
I get p*ssy then hibernation
I start humpin' soon as I wake up
I woke up in some new punani
He woke up bleedin' like "who shot me?"
I kept shootin'; Boo said "you got 'em".
Now, all we gotta do is get rid of the body.
But anyway I woke up in some new punani

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I was drunk as a b*tch, drunk as a b*tch
But not drunk as that b*tch
I got in that sh*t acted donkey in it
Junk in her trunk, hope my trunk he can fit
Then she jumped on my d*ck like a monkey and sh*t
Monkey see monkey do, banana clips
Shoot at them n*ggas, no camera glitch
Wax that ass, no candle stick
And I run with some killers I eat with the mob
Got some sh*t built up I keep it inside
Red in my eyes, Mount Everest high
Look dead in my eyes, see death in my eyes
The TEK on my thigh and my aim so good
I could shoot a fly or a bull in the eye
Hold up, all bullsh*t aside
A n*gga almost died but I'm outchea
F*ck around with a real n*gga get murked
I been paid my dues will I get reimbursed?
Love it when she make faces
P*ssy feel like vacation
Eat it like I'm dyin' of starvation
I'm at the finish line, her heart racin'
Give her the View, if she Caucasian
My n*ggas wild as Jumanji
You can call me an S.O.B
Cause its skateboards over Bugattis
I used to be at them Heat games
With better seats than Pat Riley
Don't stop, pop that don't stop
Pop that Ollie, Tunechi

[Verse 2: Boo]
Sippin' on dumb, puffin' a J
Met her tonight, f*ck her today
You tuck her away, I'm f*ckin' her face
Wine head, she's guzzling grapes
Back shots, I'm holding her waist
Freaky, I always freak...
You know Tune my bro, but he ain't tryna meet ya
Just bring your friend, both of us'll eat her
Hater n*ggas be hungry
Got a hundred shots to feed 'em
Her panties are down, her legs is up
We finally f*cked, she starved for months
Don't give a f*ck, still I'll hit
Never no feelings, no love for these hoes
No flowers, we're simple, we f*cked in the Rolls
No flowers, we're simple, we f*cked in the Rolls
Royce - trick!
Now they mad, I told they was
B*tches'll be lying, I did the same
Far from a square, don't mistake me for lame
She's s*ckin' me off, I'm pokin' her brain
She tell me keep goin', I'm doin' my thing
That p*ssy so wet, I'm calling it rain
I'm giving her hundreds, she's keeping my change
I keep it a hundred, you do the same
Most women front, but who do you blame?
I gave you d*ck, you gave me p*ssy
It's safe to say it's an even exchange...
B*tch!

[Hook 2: Lil Wayne]
Don't be givin' out information
You know n*ggas still on probation
I get higher than expectations
You know this is the Dedication
I'm on that kush she on that molly
I turn that p*ssy to Dasani
Shout out my n*gga Luca Brasi
I don't know this ho
So I must dash, no disguises
Tunechi, I had to Dedication 5 it