Lil Wayne - Banger lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Banger lyrics

Ok I'm leaning to the left Flag in my right pockets Star track fly, unidentified flying objects Extraterrestrial I'm all about my decimels Retarded in the booth they say I got a special flow Sicker than your average you rappers is a** backwards Gudda speak crack and you n****s is crack addicts The simple mathematics. You cut the check and I rake in the green like I'm raking the gra** in Pretty b****es damn near feint when they pa**ing Call my whip Martin but the first name Aston Tata head n****s get mashed when I'm spazzin' Think you f***ing with me put your cash in, nah I doubt I was young and reckless when Pete say he was about it You n****s is ducks howards, cowards k** the competition and shower n****s with flowers This rap s*** is ours Pop b**** Uh, uptown back in it Hollygrove black menace Black clothes, black tennis Black semi, I've never sat in hemi That would offend me Try Maybach on Maybach B**** I got stacks yeah Paychecks on paychecks And I still want payback And I still don't play that I k** on asap And you don't do sh-t but get money all day P**** shoes on my bullets now they running your way YM young mula young money all day Where the d** so sweet like honey on yay Which one of y'all say you want drama I'm honoured I blitz your a** like a muthaf***ing lineman Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of comma's Still wear red like an old 49ner F*** s***tin on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya Weezy F baby b**** I hotter than Uganda Mama ain't make me to make homies She make me to make history So doing that's my extra-curicular activity Bulldozer boy and the target is the industry Two things I love in the World, good head and victory You ain't doing it big and broke stop kidding me Your whip ain't up to date and your hoes look like Mr T This is Misery, no Cathy Bates Come at me sideways my money slap ya straight Yeah I'm a big joker so you know I slap you ace Leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy face Love is a gamble but it's my casino Pretend that your the loser I hope that she (?) I hope the game got life insurance Cause I'm k** it And all you wack a** rap n****s dying with it I'm so Harlem eating but so starving Pockets full of fat like all I do is eat margarine Millz