paroles de chanson Break Up - lil wayne

Nice tires on da ghini,
You should wanna king me
Brain dead flow, vegetable zucchini
I live on the beach, she walk around in her bikini
Girls are like school and i cut em like seniors
Im here to distinguish the bears from the penguins
Life is just a gap get some money in between it
Glocs like police
Pumps like fenas
This beat gettin totaled
Pam, Keisha, Kemas
Sittin on da World, thinkin bout a girl
Pistol on my side
Paint you like mural
Dig in my pocket, pulled out the party
Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party
Ha Ha Hollygrove shit, im on my Hollygrove shit
Lookin for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick
Big bad flow Weezy, fuck the polices
Church like a choir and a couple of old priests
Elevator in my crib cause its five floors
I'm not expectin you to have one inside yours... hehe
Vince Young, suicide doors... haha
Life's a bitch, now die for her
I have the type of flow niggas don't have to like
My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don't have to write
The way I'm eating niggas wish they had my appetite
Straight up out of Texas and I'm major like apple white
I pull four then I hit the exit door
Take a trip to Macy's cop the whole second floor
Hood smell the scent of money coming out my pores
Yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, bore
I made it from a flyer to the forbes (see me)
Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flyer than the store
Dropping babies out on your chics cheeks, kicks neat
Got your son looking up to me like I'm six feet
Your daughter need someone to save her, not me
I'm knocking hoes down like Laila Ali
Try hit and imma put the toaster to ya kidney
Then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney
Goddamn, it's No Ceilings like a Colosseum
Candy slab paint dripping like gonorrhea
The way I'm leaning I'm annoyed if I stand still
Flow harder than an anvil
Short (short)
Ok, its Gudda hoe
All about my bills like buffalo
Your bitch under my sheets I heard she was an undercover hoe
Purple got me moving slow like I'm in a snail race
Pop pop pop three shots to the head then I pick up my shell case
Leave em with a pale face
Yes I am a young money goon
Your girl like a motion picture she gon be coming soon
I do a certain rule
I pop her like balloons
I pass her off to Millz then drop her off to Tune
Couple screws lose, you don wanna play with him
This is No Ceilings bitch, roofless like a stadium
We shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in
You want us in your club, well nigga pay us then
All grey BM, I'm getting from my baby M
She told me get the money and count it for me when I rake it in
Don't play no games hoe
You know my name hoe
G-U-D-D-A propane flow