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I'm blooded


by Lil' Wayne. Buy album CD: Da Drought 3


[Lil' Wayne talking]
Py til I die, just beacause, pyru, b's up, bitch I'm me

[chorus]
Young mony is the label
Let us in the door, comin in this bitch all red to the floor
And I'm blooded soowoo and I'm blooded soowoo
I got bloods on stage bloods at my shows
Fuck with my bloods got blood on your cloths
And I'm blooded soooowooo (2)

Once again it's on, yea I'm back in the booth
Stand at the top like a tac in the roof
Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit
Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe
Rappers talkin about me but I don't give a hoot
These niggas still lyin I'm the muthafukin truth
Talk tough till I knock off your kuff
And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof
They hatin on me I'm just tryin to be weezy
Just like young jeezy in lambobingghini
Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm seein threebies
Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC
All red so these hoes know who we be
We B's Bloods we B's
Pop pop flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
Gettin high on a yacht call it see me

[chorus]

Yea, I advance my flow and they must like that
They like it so much, they say they wright that
Barkin at the dog, but I don't bite back
I aint CPR I aint bringin they life back
Bad CPR bad bitch on a bite back
Skittles on my wrist, yea nigga the bright pack
Ima shine, I live witha light hat
Airforce fly call me a night jet
Brand new coupe same color as the sky
The dash same too, lord know I'm gon try
Cop pull me over lord know I'm gon lie
They go up in my trunk lord know I'm gon fry
Them niggas throwin salt all over my fries
So ima just walk all over them guys
Niggas throwin darts never hit the bullseye
Young money bitch new orleans east side

[chorus]

Yea, been around the world rep the same thang
Been around the world it's the same gang
B's up B's up flame gang braa braa braaa braaa bang bang
I tol my homie streets can't sleep on life
So he popped the X pill and didn't sleep all night
I aint worried bout you I'm just tryin do me
Last album did 2 I'm just tryin do 3
I am wat every pair of eyes oughta see
Bitches just wish they could call a art of me
My momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5
Cash money made her say never mind I'm fine
(B's up!)

[chorus]



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Album: Da Drought 3 (2007) Lyrics
cd Buy "Da Drought 3" CD
  1. Cannon (AMG Remix)
  2. Duffle Bag Boy
  3. Intro: this is why i'm hot freestyle
  4. Black republicans
  5. Upgrade
  6. Upgrade u
  7. Put Some Keys On It
  8. Put some keys on that
  9. Can't stop, won't stop
  10. Don't Stop, Won't Stop
  11. My daddy
  12. We Takin' Over (Remix)
  13. Get High, Rule Tha World
  14. Get high, screw da world
  15. I Can't Feel My Face
  16. Dough is what i got
  17. Seat down low
  18. New cash money
  19. Promise
  20. Outro
  21. I'm blooded
  22. Live from 504
  23. King kong
  24. Dipset
  25. Forever
  26. Walk it out
  27. Swizzy (remix)
  28. Boom
  29. N.o. nigga
  30. Back on my grizzy
  31. Dipset 2
  32. President
  33. Crazy
  34. Sky's the limit
  35. Imagine
  36. Hard body
  37. Chalk It Out
  38. Nasty

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