Текст песни Tuxedo (with euro) - Lil Wayne feat. euro
I
ain't
Aaron
Rodgers
'cause
I'm
still
on
that
pack,
nigga
Still
got
twelve
on
my
motherfuckin'
back,
nigga
Came
home
from
jail,
they
was
tryna
send
me
back,
nigga
I
just
called
my
nigga
Donald
Trump
and
that
was
that,
nigga
Fuckin'
all
night
long
when
I
wake
up
I
could
barely
walk
Money
callin'
me,
I
said,
"Hello?
"
That
shit
said,
"Can
we
talk?"
Don't
care
who
these
rappers
are
That
shit
sound
sound
like
salad
bars
Countin'
so
much
money
I'ma
need
a
hand
massage
I
took
a
sip
like
that
shit
Frappuccino
I
wore
a
tuxedo
to
cook
up
a
kilo
I'm
in
the
kitchen
lookin'
like
Al
Pacino
Whippin'
Aquafina
'til
it's
Pellegrino
Shout
out
the
C.O
that
gave
me
some
pussy
in
jail
On
the
d-low,
she
one,
double
zero
Shout
out
to
freak
hoes
that
I
get
the
lead
role
But
this
is
a
b-roll
lowkey
had
me
emo
(Fuck)
I
ain't
a
killer
but
you
pushin'
me
I
smoke
your
lil
ass
like
some
kushery
I
burn
your
lil
ass
like
a
DVD
I
caught
my
lil'
ho
with
a
EBT
I
think
this
ho
thinking
'bout
havin'
ten
of
me
Ten
of
me,
ten
of
me,
ten
of
me
She
want
some
company,
she
want
some
misery
She
want
some
Tiffany's,
bitch,
you
a
ephany
I
know
the
bad
times
won't
ever
replace
the
good
(The
good)
I
got
some
new
money
comin'
in
Gotta
make
room
(Check)
Instead
of
me
holdin'
the
trophy
I'd
rather
my
brothers
I
got
a
homie
who
stay
in
the
field
On
the
mountain,
had
a
hell
of
a
splittable
Now
he
inside
and
he
totin'
a
cutter
They
put
a
lil'
thing
on
the
side
That
go
clickin'
and
make
it
go,
"Brr"
Smoother
than
butter
and
I'm
always
tellin'
myself
Just
'cause
he
showin'
me
love,
it
do
not
mean
they
love
us
I'm
takin'
my
time
and
can
nobody
rush
us
Said
she
got
a
man
with
a
whole
lot
of
rules
And
she
breakin'
em
all
So
I'm
doin'
it
justice,
don't
leave
me
alone
I
never
did
trust
us
Too
many
eyes
on
the
team
Like
I'm
sendin'
a
text
with
no
auto-correct,
huh,
huh
Say
she
a
virgin
until
she
get
fucked
like
a
slut
on
the
jet
I
only
come
to
collect
I'ma
go
through
all
the
threat
without
makin'
a
threat
Shit
is
a
movie
It's
lookin'
like
Tubi
and
I'm
seein
too
many
flaws
in
your
set
Still
on
road
and
I
came
off
tourin'
And
I
ain't
shit
but
I'm
still
important
I
don't
judge
and
I
do
no
courtin'
It
ain't
nothin'
left
when
I
take
my
portion
We
gon'
die
enormous,
playin'
no
games
and
I
still
be
scorin'
Ain't
shit
pretty,
my
bitch
is
gorgeous
Now
that
man
in
the
mirror
ain't
normal
I
ain't
a
killer
but
you
pushin'
me
I
smoke
your
lil
ass
like
some
kushery
I
burn
your
lil
ass
like
a
DVD
I
caught
my
lil'
ho
with
a
EBT
I
think
this
ho
thinking
'bout
havin'
ten
of
me
Ten
of
me,
ten
of
me,
ten
of
me
She
want
some
company,
she
want
some
misery
She
want
some
Tiffany's,
bitch,
you
a
ephany
I
know
the
bad
times
won't
ever
replace
the
good
(The
good)
I
got
some
new
money
comin'
in,
gotta
make
room
(Yeah)
I
ain't
Aaron
Rodgers
'cause
I'm
still
on
that
pack,
nigga
Still
got
twelve
on
my
motherfuckin'
back,
nigga
Came
home
from
jail,
they
was
tryna
send
me
back,
nigga
I
just
called
my
nigga
Donald
Trump
and
that
was
that,
nigga
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