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About "I Am Not A Human Being 2" album:
This page contains lyrics from the album "I Am Not A Human Being 2" by Lil Wayne, which was released in 2013 and consists of 19 songs.
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[Now I know the only compass that I need.
Is the one, that leads back to you.
Now I know the only compass that I need.
Is the one, that leads back to you.]
She had cat lives, nine lives, no tan lines,
She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi.
But that's neither here nor there.
She been contemplating short hair.
She said she tryna be different
Back To You
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I knock the motherfuckin snow off of your cone my nigga
Man it stink in this bitch
It must be them pussy ass niggas talkin shit
So beat the shit out of that pussy ass nigga
Beat the shit out of that pussy ass nigga
Bitch ass ho ass pussy ass nigga
I beat the shit out of that pussy ass nigga
We beat the shit out of that pussy ass nigga
We shit out that pussy ass nigga
Beat The Shit
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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I ain't nervous, I swear to God I ain't nervous
And I'm laughing at them pussy niggas and that pussy shit they doin'
I'm getting cake like I'm Jewish, my nigga Drake he Jewish
I swear to god I ain't nervous, okay I swear to god I ain't nervous
I swear to god I ain't nervous, I say, I swear to god I ain't nervous
I got her workin, twerkin and slurping my sepernt
Ain't got no problems in this bitch-for certain
I see you turnin up but your turn up ain't workin
Just want some mouth and lip service
Curtains
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Money ain't shit, bitches ain't neither
You know I'm on that grass, don't cut on the sprinklers
Pussy on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers
Niggas try to bite my style, but my style a jalepeno
I got skinny ass jeans, trucks on the pocket
Money talks, nigga, I'm caught up in that gossip
You know all my bitches badder, and all my swishas fatter
I milk this shit like cattle, that's my word like Scrabble
And yo main girl is a ho, I go Wayne's World in her throat
Days And Days
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[Verse 1]
Uh, my mind’s filled with mine fields
The ashes fall, the wine spills
The world stops, drops and rolls
It’s Judgment Day or a fire drill
Yea, I pour out my heart, have a drink
They say the drunk never lie, they ain’t never lyin yea
My country tis of thee,
Sweet land of kill em all and let em die
God Bless America
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[Hook]
I'm strapped up, nigga fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
I'm strapped up, nigga fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And it's no talkin' back when my gun talk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga that's my gun walk
Gunwalk
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Bitch! Shake jud, yea
Chicken bone, now it’s on
Now it’s on
Dead wish bitch
Yea
California house in the hills
Big pointers, no blinds
Can’t sleep past 9
We pass weed like time over here
Money over fear, her lipstick smell
Hello
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Young Moulah Baby
Young Moulah Baby
She askin'
"Do you have the time to listen to me whine?"
She askin'
"Who's on the other line?"
You diss me everytime.
I tell 'er "Baby I'm a star
Shit, I'm above a star"
Hot Revolver
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I'm in the crib butt naked bitch.
She said my dick could be the next black president
Americans hate the I'm American.
Medicine, I treat it like peppermints.
Uh, I'm in the ocean getting shark pussy.
Shoot you in ya fuckin' mouth and make you talk to me.
Sometimes I need someone to talk to.
Cuz I am Not A Human Being... Part Two.
Getting paid, show money for walk throughs.
Lettin' all these hoes ride my dick, car pools.
IANAHB
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[Lil Wayne:]
Hello world my name is not important.
Today it's about (Tyga) yes sir, lay you (lay you) lay you (lay you) down.
Yeah, let's go... Ima sit back and smoke... I might grab my guitar.
[Hook:]
I got these bullets in the cham-ber
Don't make me let off a round
If my lifes in dan-ger
I'm gonna lay you down lay you down
Lay It Down
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[Hook: Future]
I'm on that good kush and alcohol
I got some down bitches I can call
I don't know what I would do without y'all
I'mma ball 'til the day I fall
Ball, ball, ball, ball
[Bridge:]
Long as my bitches (yeah, yeah...)
I could give a f-ck about no hater, long as my bitches love me
Love Me
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[Lil Wayne]
Man, f*ck ya'll with a sick d! ck
Semi automatic no click click,
We don't feel you like an elephant,
Getting f*cked with a tick d! ck
Lil' n! gg@ with a thick b! tch, and before I f*ck this b! tch
I gotta put that patch over my third eye, Slick Rick
Trukfit, t-shirt, talk second, skeet first
Boy, your girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first
She give me brain, research, and I prefer reefer
My Homies Still
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[Hook: Detail]
You can look me in my face (I ain't got no worries)x3
See the sh-rooms keep me up (I ain't got no worries)x3
You see money right there, yeah that's Tunechi right there (turn up)
Yeah that's Mack Maine right there, and we ain't got no worries
You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there
See them sh-roomies right there we ain't got no worries
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Tunechi in this bitch, e'rybody should be worried
No Worries
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Never talk to the cops, I don't speak pig latin
I turn the penny to a motherf*cking Janet Jackson
Tell the bitches that be hatin I ain't got no worries
I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurances
Ho what's yo name what's yo sign, Zodiac Killer
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
Yeah Murder 187
I be killing them bitches I hope all dogs go to heaven
And I got xanax, percocet, promethazine with codeine
Rich As Fuck
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[Hook]
I always do you favors, that's romance that's romance that's romance
I fucked you on your job, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
And I don't give a fuck but I got to, I got to yeah yeah
They say the best part of waking up is breakfast after a nut
And that's romance, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
We fuck and crash that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
[ Verse 1]
Fuck my hand, suck my thumb
Romance
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[Verse 1]
Walked in the bank like my shit don’t stank
Bitch, I’m from New Orleans, everybody ain’t saints
Pockets never empty, Weezy F, full tank
Try and check me and I’mma leave that check blank
Tongue kiss that pussy, make that woman have convulsions
I’m in this bitch throwin’ up blood like an ulcer
Real nigga like a motherfuckin’ slave
R.I.P. these niggas, like a page
“Um, hello, how’re you doing, sir?”
Shit Stains
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[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
I ain't lookin' back, nigga.
I'mma douchebag to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my draws but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout to make a fist.
Everybody die, gon' bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas station adding fuel to the fire.
Life ain't shit but bitches and money.
Trigger Finger
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, blue skies, blue skies
I see you with my red eyes
Bust your fucking grape nigga
Turn your shit to red wine
Don't fuck up my high nigga
I'm too gone, bye nigga
She get dick, weed and ignored
That's a D.W.I nigga
My skin crawlin', my walls talkin'
Trippy
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Chorus:
My tongue is a uzi, my dick is a a.k X2
My tongue go burrrrrr, my dick go pow X2 bitch
Versee:
Lay on tha bed
Open that twat
I French kiss that pussy, like mwah
Sit on my face, M-U-A-H
Before I eat that pussy I say my grace
Wowzers
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