โหลดเพลง mp3 Pure Columbia - Young Money

Pure Colombia - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
I can't trust these niggas 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**ches think they dimes watch me flip a coin
Thank You Jesus My dogs is off the leashes
Had to leave my spanish b**ch 'cause she was startin' to get suspicious
Tell The Beef I mean business suit and tie ni**a
You and all your dogs can get euthanize ni**a
Trigger happy ni**a 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**sy throw that p**sy
And I don't want no throw back p**sy man f**k these p**sy-
A** niggas I lay back and ash Swishers
My new shoes is a**-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**ch 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

Yeah free Scooter I'm outchea

Let's get it

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**ch to stay down like I'm throwing knives
Mac so paid we 'bout to start calling him MacIntosh
I really beat that p**sy up them niggas shadow box
These niggas 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 niggas 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**k the rest we got insomnia
Most likely I done f**ked that b**ch that's laying under ya
She said she trying to see me b**ch 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**ker camera man are you getting this
Burning blunts like bridges turn up missing
Ahhhhh
We out here with that clean work these niggas selling remix we got clean work
Kill everybody ya'll gone need a limousine hearse
You see I'm armed like a f**king short sleeve shirt
D5 what up five

Yeah