Lil Wayne - Execution Style lyrics

hey, yo i don't give a f** who with em I want em all dead let the mack eleven conversate with his forhead i wanna see your thoughs splattas b**h i put this uzi in ya mouth and squeeze the trigga like a fat a** shoot em in the f**ing face chainsaw em down streets tell em what it is "execution style" Layin chest down, Broke his arms get his dome too guess i'll see ya next life time like "buy-do" i decorate your f**ing outfit with red dots no photographers in here but we specilize in Head shots Jae won't miss ya Mister i'm like adolf hitler n***a i'll shindler's list ya goodnight i'll let the AK long kiss ya muder all ya loved ones but no one will miss ya 'course i got mudder money like we're sellin blanco lay a n***a down pronto, execution style I aint grow em soft, i grow loud neva gave a f**, and i don't give a f** now b**h n***a play me wrong and ima shoot em down k** his whole motha f**ing family execution style I aint grow em soft, i grow it loud neva gave a f**, and i don't give a f** now b**h n***a play me wrong and ima shoot em down k** his whole motha f**ing family execution style 2 clickers pointed at cha 6 pack click, clack turn this motha f**a to a rib shack Exit wounds to the back of ya head put the pillow on the barrel catch you nappin in bed execution is no resolution 21 gun salute, revolution i could getcha brains for the low like i got it from a booster you p**y in the gun, gonna douche ya catch you waking up while you yawning the nine with the beam rise and shine, goodmornin spaghetti on ya garments pasta your posture cook em like a foreman crack em like a lobster pop star, mop em stand on top of em point blank range till ya not then i pop em rock em, drop em two hallow tips to ya noggin k** em execution style n***a no problem I aint grow em soft, i grow loud neva gave a f**, and i don't give a f** now b**h n***a play me wrong and ima shoot em down k** his whole motha f**ing family execution style I aint grow em soft, i grow it loud neva gave a f**, and i don't give a f** now b**h n***a play me wrong and ima shoot em down k** his whole motha f**ing family execution style Somebody, Nobody, Yo Buddy Nail your head with nobody Oh I didn't wanna step to me I'm from the home of the steppers And no one take time out, i'm like new orleans like weather Every so devious, mean and mischievous We all gotta eat, and im the mothaf**in' greediest Check my previous, im the hardest, they the easiest They wanna know what Weezy is and what kinda disease he is I cant be cured, ya cant cure Gotta scope and a red beam for when i aint sure Peek-a-boo muthafuka i see ya You a p**y, and i would love to be gonneria Straight run up in your casa tie up mama-mia Let her getchu on the phone, gun will hurt of the ear I ain't playing right now, no not right now I'll shot you in your muthafukin smile hahaha I aint grow em soft, i grow loud neva gave a f**, and i don't give a f** now b**h n***a play me wrong and ima shoot em down k** his whole motha f**ing family execution style I aint grow em soft, i grow it loud neva gave a f**, and i don't give a f** now b**h n***a play me wrong and ima shoot em down k** his whole motha f**ing family execution style