Walk It Out
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| "Walk It Out" |
| Mixtape |
| Drought 3 |
| Artist |
| Lil Wayne |
| Featuring |
| N/A |
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Intro
Drought 3
Yessir
Lil Wayne
Look, I bought it out like Stunna
I hope when we kiss we make you sick to your stomach
Stuntin' like my daddy and your mama eat rubbers
I bet that I can do the mouth-to-mouth with your women
My house is a dungeon
Yellow diamond ring looking like a little Funyun
Stand on my toes you can call me Paul Bunyan
Touching up my flows like a nigga do construction [1]
The microphone wet 'cause my words like seduction
And when we on the jet you don't come up in the discussion
And if you say you balling, we probably don't trust you
And I know plenty freaky hoes that probably wont fuck you
Even if you paying boy, they probably won't fuck you
Only if I say that she can touch you like Busta
But she might touch you and burn you like Usher
Me and my clique we in red like Russia
I shit these rappers out and sometimes I forget to flush you
Grandaddy Purp or Bubble Kush crush ya
Explode in a bitch mouth like a Gusher
Cash Money, Young Money check the production
I am just a martian get prepared for abduction
Ha ha ha
Um, I walk it out like crutches
Two girls jumped me like double dutchers
My nigga T-Streets know a girl name Dutchess
And every time I see her in the street she be cussing
I told him he should wave the Black Flag 'cause she bugging
He said the pussy good; he said, "You dig?" So I dug 'em
I'm looking for a real bad bitch with a husband
I'll give her much dick and a whole lot of nothing
I'm spitting like I stumbled on the gold pot or something [reference ?]
And when I was six I saw my role model hustling
So I gotta hustle
These rappers talking about a whole lot of nothing
You drop me on Saturday, I sold out on Sunday
Fuck is the argument 'bout? Nigga, Tha Carter out
This is what I call a Drought... 3
And we don't walk it out
We drop top Porsche it out
They better walk 'em out [walk a mile?]
Before we chalk 'em out
We chalk it out, we chalk it out
We chalk it out, we chalk it out
We chalk it out, we chalk it out
We chalk it out
We chalk 'em now
They don't want it, uh-uh
No they don't want it, uh-uh
You see they foaming, I'm not
Oh yeah, they foaming, I'm not
I Eastside walk it out
I bring New Orleans out
I am a Saints fan, oh yeah we marching out
Like we're a saints band, I play the organs now
And if they talking, most likely I'm what they talking 'bout
My nigga T from the east roll out the forest now
Man I'm just trying to get my peanuts I'm like Charlie Brown
Okay that oozy make the holy sound
Take two of these and walk around
Come straight from the homeless town
This game belong to Carter now, bitch
Comments
- ↑ 'flows' = homophone for 'floor' (?)
