作词 : Tauheed Epps/Dwayne Carter/Byron Thomas/Justin Scott/Jordan Michael Houston/Paul Beauregard/Patrick Houston/Anna Gaye/Marvin Gaye/Iris Gordy/Elgie Stover 作曲 : Tauheed Epps/Dwayne Carter/Byron Thomas/Justin Scott/Jordan Michael Houston/Paul Beauregard/Patrick Houston/Anna Gaye/Marvin Gaye/Iris Gordy/Elgie Stover [Intro: Project Pat & Lil Wayne] This life gon' be the death of me Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt to my lips, gun on my Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[Chorus: Lil Wayne] Wake up, light the blunt up, put out 'fore I fell asleep My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm sellin' keys My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee You livin' life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] And she don't care where I skeet, hit that ho from head to feet She walk out here, she wearin' me I talk my shit, she smellin' me And all I hear is jealousy, I call them niggas jelly beans Love my trigger finger so much, I bought her the wedding ring, yeah Yeah, let's get married Cut off his head and the rest get buried Cross on my head like a presbyterian Tell 'em he dead, I'ma say his parents Tears get shed only if you carin' Right on his head, see the red beam glarin' Two twelve gauges like twenty four karats, hol' up Ain't that a bitch, I might bang at your bitch If I go at her neck, I'ma hand that lil' bitch Scope on the TEC and they carry that shit I can hit you up from any range with that bitch Got paper, got Dracos, case on the radar You **** on me wrong, I'ma bake your potato I'm too sincere but you like a tornado Pull out the twos and I'm landin' on my ego I buss down aqueno, **** on a gay ho Can't find a straight a ho but I ain't complainin' That's how my day go, I said, "Okay, ho" I been on my J.O, I'm bendin', she JLo She been to Barbados, I take her to Caicos All of this brain, she can get a bagel All of that said, I can't really stay though I hop in the Lamb' and crank it like Phabo, I'm gone
[Chorus: Lil Wayne] Wake up, light the blunt up, put out 'fore I fell asleep My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm sellin' keys My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee You livin' life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz] I make you come, you cannot leave, I drown my heart in kerosene Eight plus off in parenting, get my kids damn near everything 'Fore you get a wedding ring, better get her ass a belly ring Soon as I start trappin', man, my phone it wouldn't even barely ring I don't compete but you can't compete, plain Jane, Patek Phillippe Out with my lady, we came to eat My stomach, you think that it changed the beat We on a date, makin' rain some ones They want no chain, but the chains gon' come Soon as I say it, it's said and done And my screensaver my favorite gun I'm rockin', I'm swervin', I'm poppin', detergent Get money, it's urgent, God bless her surgeon I rub my hands, Birdman Double cup lean here I done been a weed man It's a blessing you ain't dead I keep it rollin' like [?] better believe then you better believe it Ho bitin' on my like every mosquito I'm wearin' shades, think I'm starin' at people I did the math and ain't no way we equal The Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel, mm, mm The Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel
[Chorus: Lil Wayne] Wake up, light the blunt up, put out 'fore I fell asleep My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm sellin' keys My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee You livin' life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me
[Outro: Project Pat & Lil Wayne] Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip This life gon' be the death of me Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip This life gon' be the death of me
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tauheed Epps/Dwayne Carter/Byron Thomas/Justin Scott/Jordan Michael Houston/Paul Beauregard/Patrick Houston/Anna Gaye/Marvin Gaye/Iris Gordy/Elgie Stover [00:00.201] 作曲 : Tauheed Epps/Dwayne Carter/Byron Thomas/Justin Scott/Jordan Michael Houston/Paul Beauregard/Patrick Houston/Anna Gaye/Marvin Gaye/Iris Gordy/Elgie Stover [00:00.403][Intro: Project Pat & Lil Wayne] [00:12.648]This life gon' be the death of me [00:14.408]Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [00:17.325]Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [00:20.995]Blunt to my lips, gun on my [00:24.214]Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [00:27.563] [00:27.827][Chorus: Lil Wayne] [00:28.157]Wake up, light the blunt up, put out 'fore I fell asleep [00:31.326]My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm sellin' keys [00:34.746]My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee [00:38.273]You livin' life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me [00:41.690] [00:41.944][Verse 1: Lil Wayne] [00:42.134]And she don't care where I skeet, hit that ho from head to feet [00:45.469]She walk out here, she wearin' me [00:48.935]I talk my shit, she smellin' me [00:51.176]And all I hear is jealousy, I call them niggas jelly beans [00:52.429]Love my trigger finger so much, I bought her the wedding ring, yeah [00:57.814]Yeah, let's get married [00:59.535]Cut off his head and the rest get buried [01:00.984]Cross on my head like a presbyterian [01:02.651]Tell 'em he dead, I'ma say his parents [01:04.446]Tears get shed only if you carin' [01:06.374]Right on his head, see the red beam glarin' [01:07.907]Two twelve gauges like twenty four karats, hol' up [01:10.384]Ain't that a bitch, I might bang at your bitch [01:13.071]If I go at her neck, I'ma hand that lil' bitch [01:14.751]Scope on the TEC and they carry that shit [01:15.555]I can hit you up from any range with that bitch [01:18.614]Got paper, got Dracos, case on the radar [01:19.170]You **** on me wrong, I'ma bake your potato [01:20.521]I'm too sincere but you like a tornado [01:22.226]Pull out the twos and I'm landin' on my ego [01:23.968]I buss down aqueno, **** on a gay ho [01:25.850]Can't find a straight a ho but I ain't complainin' [01:27.554]That's how my day go, I said, "Okay, ho" [01:29.262]I been on my J.O, I'm bendin', she JLo [01:31.027]She been to Barbados, I take her to Caicos [01:32.742]All of this brain, she can get a bagel [01:34.377]All of that said, I can't really stay though [01:35.996]I hop in the Lamb' and crank it like Phabo, I'm gone [01:37.225] [01:37.516][Chorus: Lil Wayne] [01:37.933]Wake up, light the blunt up, put out 'fore I fell asleep [01:41.405]My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm sellin' keys [01:44.968]My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee [01:48.592]You livin' life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me [01:52.202] [01:52.792][Verse 2: 2 Chainz] [01:53.015]I make you come, you cannot leave, I drown my heart in kerosene [01:55.674]Eight plus off in parenting, get my kids damn near everything [01:59.127]'Fore you get a wedding ring, better get her ass a belly ring [02:02.525]Soon as I start trappin', man, my phone it wouldn't even barely ring [02:06.209]I don't compete but you can't compete, plain Jane, Patek Phillippe [02:09.549]Out with my lady, we came to eat [02:11.178]My stomach, you think that it changed the beat [02:13.113]We on a date, makin' rain some ones [02:14.852]They want no chain, but the chains gon' come [02:16.681]Soon as I say it, it's said and done [02:18.326]And my screensaver my favorite gun [02:19.971]I'm rockin', I'm swervin', I'm poppin', detergent [02:23.435]Get money, it's urgent, God bless her surgeon [02:27.027]I rub my hands, Birdman [02:28.629]Double cup lean here [02:30.644]I done been a weed man [02:32.946]It's a blessing you ain't dead [02:34.182]I keep it rollin' like [?] better believe then you better believe it [02:37.628]Ho bitin' on my like every mosquito [02:39.298]I'm wearin' shades, think I'm starin' at people [02:41.490]I did the math and ain't no way we equal [02:42.930]The Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel, mm, mm [02:46.318]The Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel [02:47.270] [02:47.595][Chorus: Lil Wayne] [02:48.448]Wake up, light the blunt up, put out 'fore I fell asleep [02:51.676]My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like I'm sellin' keys [02:55.151]My dick feel like some therapy, 'bout that life, I guarantee [02:58.788]You livin' life vicariously, this life gon' be the death of me [03:02.099] [03:02.392][Outro: Project Pat & Lil Wayne] [03:05.066]Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:09.293]Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:12.690]Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:16.420]This life gon' be the death of me [03:17.941]Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:19.738]Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:23.085]Blunt, blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:26.975]Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip [03:30.095]This life gon' be the death of me
