Lil Wayne - Shades lyrics

Dark a** shades, I can't see them haters Now eat these f**in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt b**h I'm on that Patron, f** with me wrong and get murked Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b**hes do too Uh, Mack in this b**h, tell 'em hoes I'm about it These n***as sweet, a bunch of f**ing brownies The f** you're talking about, I'm a G like a thousand I'm on my one two, and b**h I'm still counting You n***as got problems, well I got bigger problems My guns all black, make me bring the n***a out 'em You don't want that, homie Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger f** nina, She horny, you won't see tomorrow morning (n***a) We so f**ing cold, young money, money old Life is full of choices and your b**h chose (n***a) I'm so Holley Grove, f-f** them other n***as And if the gun's strong I'll paint a f**ing picture You know what I'm on, a bag of that strong You know where I'm going, (b**h) i'm going, going, gone! n***a holler at your boy, I-I don't give a f** Got a silence on the gun, make me shut you n***as up Dark a** shades, I can't see them haters Now eat these f**in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt b**h I'm on that Patron, f** with me wrong and get murked Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b**hes do too Just a third ward gangsta, been filthy , top ranker Hustler, shot caller k** 'em all, keep banking Big mansions on the island Popping shots out the bottle Spending cause we're winning Five star, money, and power! Hunting while we stunting (b**h), triggerman hood rich Built on some solid sh**, bad b**h born rich Chandelier (sh**), marble full of bricks Turn water into wine, hit your set and paint that b**h O-O-Out the Bentley with them doves, stashes for the plug Green and red bottom, throwing hundreds in the club Bossing on the shine, we the n***as running sh** Blood to blood-line, pearl white black tints Head light, red light, spend them at the green light Flash light, fast life, hit 'em for a cheap price Uptown swagger life, living like we live it twice Point blank aim (n***a), give ah f** about the price Dark a** shades, I can't see them haters Now eat these f**in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt b**h I'm on that Patron, f** with me wrong and get murked Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b**hes do too b**h I'm from New Orleans Rest in peace Magnolia Shorty And I come from Hollygrove That b**h is wild as a safari I go stupid, I go retarded The gra** is greener in my garden Swagger meaner than the warden Pow pow pow I ain't with arguing, hah Leave a n***a leaking If you scared go see the deacon Got a silencer on the gun but them bullets still speakin' Got a buncha b**hes tweaking To tell me all of their secrets And if I get in that p**y I'm on her walls like graffiti You's dead pita bread, you a fed a** n***a I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag n***a f**ing with Lil Tunechi get your head smashed n***a Hit you dead on the money call that dead cash n***a And it's, party time excellent waynes world Party time excellent Waynes world Tonight I'm probably f**ing another n***as girl Party time excellent Waynes world Dark a** shades, I can't see them haters Now eat these f**in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt b**h I'm on that Patron, f** with me wrong and get murked Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got a silencer on the gun, that b**h go "pu" Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b**hes do too