โหลดเพลง mp3 Uproar - Lil Wayne

Uproar (Explicit) - Lil Wayne
Lyrics by：Lamont Dozier/Eddie Holland/Brian Holland/Avery Chambliss/Swizz Beatz/Lil Wayne
Composed by：Lamont Dozier/Eddie Holland/Brian Holland/Avery Chambliss/Swizz Beatz/Lil Wayne
Produced by：Avenue/Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz/Lil Wayne：
I see thank you man thank you
Y'all know his name
Ayo Mack let the beat drop
Ladies and gentlemen C5 Wayne time
Yeah yeah yeah
Zone zone zone zone zone
Let me see your shoulders work
I mean I don't know what y'all came here to do but uh
If you ain't got a lighter what the f**k you smoking for
We hot haaa
Lil Wayne：
What the f**k though Where the love go
Five four three two I let one go
Bow Get the f**k though I don't bluff bro
Aimin' at your head like a buffalo
You a roughneck I'm a cutthroat
You're a tough guy that's enough jokes
Then the sun die the night is young though
The diamonds still shine in the rough ho
What the f**k though Where the love go
Five four three two where the ones go
It's a s**t show put you front row
Talkin' s**t bro Let your tongue show
Money over b***hes and above h*es
That is still my favorite love quote
Put the gun inside what the f**k for
I sleep with the gun and she don't snore
What the f**k yo Where the love go
Trade the ski mask for the muzzle
It's a blood bath where the suds go
It's a Swizz beat there the drums go
If she's iffy there the drugs go
If she sip lean double-cup toast
I got a duffle full of hundos
There the love go where's the uproar
What the f**k though Where the love go
Five four three two I let one go
Bow Get the f**k though I don't bluff bro
Aimin' at your head like a buffalo
What the f**k though Where the love go
Five four three two I let one go
Bow Get the f**k though I don't bluff bro
Aimin' at your head like a buffalo
Get the f**k though I don't bluff bro
I come out the scuffle without a scuff woah
Puff puff bro I don't huff though
Yellow diamonds up close catch a sunstroke
At your front door with a gun stowed
Knock knock Who's there is how it won't go
This the jungle so have the utmost
For the nutzos and we nuts so
What the f**k bro It's where I'm from bro
We grow up fast we roll up slow
We throw up gang signs she throw up dope
Dreadlock hang down like you dun know
Put the green in the bag like a lawnmower
Hair trigger pulled back like a cornrow
Extra clip in the stash like a console
Listenin' to Bono you listen to Donald
What the f**k bro Where the love go
Swizzy he the chef I like my lunch gross
Just look up bro there the Scuds go
I see the shovel but where did bruh go
Hmm to the unknown
Only way he comin' back is through his unborns
If you see what's in my bag think I'm a d**g lord
It's empty when I give it back now where's the uproar
What the f**k though Where the love go
Five four three two I let one go
Bow Get the f**k though I don't bluff bro
Aimin' at your head like a buffalo
What the f**k though Where the love go
Five four three two I let one go
Bow Get the f**k though I don't bluff bro
Aimin' at your head like a buffalo