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I Don't Like Lil' Wayne Song Lyrics

I Don't Like Lyrics
by Lil' Wayne

Girls that don’t do girls, that that shit I don’t like
Dick in her mouth, bitch eatin’ it out - that that shit my girls like
I’m laid back with my feet up, bad bitch – D cups
All I had was one Marley, she took half – prenup
I just lick my thumb and thumb through that pussy like a catalogue
All my niggas wanna fuck and she gon let us like a sally bar
That’s right, real shit, murderer - I kill kill
Cash money, cash cow that never cry yo but still milk
I’m way high on the highway
My girl call and got my life straight
That machine gun go brrr like I got a bad bitch on vibrate
Niggas think they hot, I cut off their head and fan with
Call me DMX coz I keep me a bad bitch
T toss some of them hoes up, molly G roll up
I’m getting bread like co cut, she suck dick til her nose run

A rich nigga, that that shit they don’t like
All of you niggas pussies, none of you pussies tight
Getting head while I drive, make me run lights
These hoes wanna ride my dick, you gotta hitchhike
Uh, no lie I’m fuckin’ bitches and getting paid
She suck my dick for sixty seconds and swallow all my mini mane
No lie I’m getting paid and fuckin’ bitches
The feds on me gotta switch plates
In the streets we call that washing dishes
Left hand on that steering wheel
Right hand on that 9 milli
T roll my blunt long as a life span then I kill it
Eatin’ pussy, tongue kissin’ that all ass
She ridin’ niggas so fast, my dick feel like it’s been carjacked
Two guns called, art class
When that is, that’s your ass
Mo money, mo money we getting mo like tall grass

We are not one and the same, blood is my gang
It run in my veins, I bag yo bitch then fuck now come get your bitch from baggage claim nigga
Dr. Carter, fuck her harder

All my homies bald nigga
And guess what, I’m the barber
I’m too high, if I come down my back pockets might shock absorbe
Like gang gathers, I’m a dioballer
You flamin’ faggots, put ‘em out with water
See that that shit I don’t like
Knock off yo whole left side, now you alright
Yeah, white diamonds, vanilla ice
My nigga Tunechi, yea that nigga nice


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