Lil Wayne - Typa Of Way lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Typa Of Way lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne] My n***as been stunting since way back when CNN I got news for you haters. I'm a nasty a** n***a, ask your b**h I ain't lying 69, that's a favor for a favor. [Bridge: Lil Wayne] Them hoes biting they lip Cause when I say sh** like that she feel some type of way I hit it from the front, from the side, from the back I hit it all type of ways She throw it at me like I'm just one strike away Sometimes life is hard to swallow, but she like to taste. Naenaenaenaenae my lawyer fight the case I got them flowers in me, I feel like a vase Monsters in my closet no more closet space n***as want to be this fly Too many flights to take [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Enough with the small talk, my girl p**y is a waterpark Every little thing I do turn her on, that's autostart I kiss every single body part, her body is a work of art I'm way too high, her skirt too short I think I love her, it was just a thought I pop up in that coupe about to go back to the future She said Tune' not in my mouth damn you should've said it sooner I be sh**tin on these n***as, like I'm sippin Metamucil And we smoking on that gas, pa** it like excuse you. And it's 66 2's Pyru all day my n***a Before these n***as play with us, they'll play dead my n***a And if you looking for my I'll be on these b**hes mind These n***as chicken and I've never seen a chicken fly My b**h been fussing at me about nothing Ain't no telling what she'd do I replace her. Like bae, I'm straight there's plenty fishing, I'm bait We can't even have a decent conversation. [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I pop the seal on my sip, and she be like see you gonna drink your life away b**h it's my life, my life, my life shout out Mary J And tell them boys that beef tastes like a slice of cake And Old Folks get shot too they write down license plates I hope that ho don't call saying her cycle late All this f** ain't gotta stop, but I need tighter brakes And don't run from this dick girl I don't like to chase I wax that a** she make that Mr. Miyagi face And she ain't all that pretty but I like her shape They say numbers don't lie she shaped like a 8. She say she ain't no dyke, but she gonna dyke today It's curtains for these n***as I feel like some drapes. We turnt up n***as burnt up stop the microwave This sh** might cost her side life but that's the price we pay I'm hotter than the peppers Peter Piper ate This that Dedication 5, what up 5?