Holy Lyrics By Lil Wayne
(MonstaBeatz)
I just bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech
Got too much on my mind, hit the blunt and reflect
When I was under arrest, my *** was under duress
I bet she *** while I was gone, then I doubled the bet
I smoke *** in Amsterdam and I smuggle the rest
I act like I’m shakin’ your hand and you’ll get punched with the left
And you can get killed for *** you said under your breath
And if you do choose to bark, it ain’t nothin’ to a vet
Man, *** these niggas, I ain’t stuntin’ these niggas
Yo *** about to swallow a bunch of me’s, ***
I got a white girl ***’, suckin’ me, ***
While I’m thinkin’ ’bout the days that it sucked to be niggas
Bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech
***, keep your head up like that *** to ya neck
And my *** was scared to fly ’til we *** on a jet
*** her in the cockpit, all these buttons to press
I just got myself a blonde with the puffiest chest
I just bought myself some time, rolled my Rollie a check
Ridin’ in a double R, just regrettin’ regret
Getting loaded more than once, no Russian Roulette
I just left King of Diamonds, I just *** a baguette
I ain’t called her since that day, I just wasn’t impressed
Ooh, with a nose ring, startin’ a bunch of BS
Hide the ***, knock on your door, dressed like UPS
Man, *** these niggas, I ain’t stuntin’ these niggas
I’m a bear coughing up a bunch of honeybees, ***
Got hoes under me, like a submarine, ***
Got a *** with a clit like a butter bean, *** (Uh)
Bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech (Yeah)
Bought my sons toys and my daughter a pet
Bought my homeboys choppers and my woman a dress
And to catch me if I fall, I bought my mother a net, let’s go
Anyone could get knocked off, any *** could get knocked up
Baby daddy get locked up, sell everything, put the house up
Don’t say anything, keep your mouth shut
Except two words and that’s “how much”
If I do get out, we’re skippin’ town
She said what about her mama
I paused
I said, “I gotta do what I gotta
Is you gon’ ride with me or you not?”
And she start cryin’ and said, “I’m not”
And I paused
I said, “It’s probably what’s best
Well, I’ll be back when pigs fly
So they can follow me on my jet”
I tell my pilot where to go next
I bring that problem to your doorstep
I catch you slippin’ while you tired
Like the road wet, like it’s no sweat
I’m Tunechi, hi, I’m here to collect
They wondering why I ain’t gettin’ no rest
‘Cause that’s just too close to arrestin’
And too far from “serve and protect”
So, Police, read me my wrongs, or just leave me alone
Rubbing, squinting my eyes, I still don’t see where I’m wrong
Sold my soul to the streets, they bought it previously-owned
Went to jail for a Glock and soon as I got home
I went and bought myself a 9 and that new MAC-11
You talk *** at 10:59 and make the news at 11:00
***, I’m the wildest *** on a team full of rebels
Young, wild *** to a MILF, cougar, leopard
I’m a lion, ***, to these hoes ’cause you can sweat a little
Euro my secret *** like Mark, Jackson and Stephen
I see plain clothes, pigs, and unmarked intrepids
My *** believe what I say, I told her, “Salt, what’s pepper?”
I’m cold as malts and metals, sell stolen parts, whatever
Put three holes in your head like a bowling ball, don’t spare ’em
And all my niggas in jail, that’s ***, I smell ya
Remember Destiny’s Child? My favorite one was Farrah, man
Bought myself a 9 and my brother a Tech
I know you don’t want war like you just a cadet
Tell a *** who next, “***, you next”
I’m the best rapper alive and they love me to death, bye
Yeah
*** these niggas, I ain’t stuntin’ these niggas
