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  • Dreams and Nightmares -Lil Wayne (尔·韦恩)
    Written by :Lil Wayne
    Turn the music down in my headphones yeah
    That noise in the background that's my skateboard
    That ni**a mack crazy
    I put my shooters on they feet
    I just give 'em yo address and go to sleep
    The money turn my niggas into monsters
    The white done turned my niggas into nazis lord
    The money turn my face into a stocking
    Don't make me turn yo baby to a hostage boy
    Don't make me turn the kid to a foster
    My woman turn my dick into a mazda lord
    Body parts in the duffel the bullets turn your body to a puzzle
    The money turn my b**ch into a monster
    She know how to get a check and turn a 0to a comma lord
    The money turn my niggas into killas
    The sugar turned the coc*ine to vanilla
    The money turned the b**ches into hoes
    The money turned my niggas into foes lord
    I put my shooters on they feet
    Give 'em yo address and I go out to eat
    Had that snowman in the hood like jody breeze
    She from the hood but look like she from overseas
    I say girl you know I love you and I care for ya
    I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
    She say f**k these other niggas they ain't half of ya
    Just keep laughing to the bank it's hilarious
    I got a stay at home gun and a travel gun
    Boy we can sell white in africa
    It's like I can't explain y'all asked me to spit
    Now I'm drooling on my chain what happened to wayne
    I'm like hold up wait a second y'all thought I was second
    Hating on a champ throwing salt and not confetti
    We pull up and we shoot then we park the car and edit
    Watch me pull up with no roof
    That's cause I walk the dog and pet it
    I'm like hold up wait a minute y'all thought I was finished
    Shoot you in your head then just walk off like I didn't
    Let my money talk so much put my jawbone outta business
    Doing numbers in this b**ch
    I'm like a smart phone with the digits b**ch
    Riding round with the volume down
    With the windows up and the choppers down
    Soon as we get to yo block
    It's the motherf**king other way around
    My b**ch say I'm too wild
    She don't even know why she stay around
    I get home and I dick her down now
    She talking bout'exchange the vows
    If these bullets was paint balls
    I could f**k around and I could paint a house
    You could tell I pimpin'the way I hit the blunt with my pinky out
    I bring wine to amy house we smoke it out and we drank it out
    And talk about these p**sy niggas that ain't about what wayne about
    I'm hanging out a mulsanne without a brain is outta his mind
    I pull over I push a button it change like optimus prime
    Speaking of change it's a shame how these lames dropping them dimes
    We aim at your grape knock it off now you just vines
    Blood gang red rain on these niggas hot if you dry
    My gang top of the line hollering out squad take it outside
    I'm a tax payer I'm a axe player
    Getting in through the back wayer
    Red devil to the blue collared unenveloped black mail
    Fed up with the fed sh*t and fed-ex lost my package
    My white girls say yeah ni**a my white homies act blackish
    Ain't tall enough for the nba I ain't big enough for the nfl
    Should've been in n w a f**k the police 5-0and 12
    One time if you don't mind b**ch never say never mind b**ch
    You a penny short of a dime b**ch
    No nonsense had a nine since I was nine b**ch yeah
    Born to murder bank account on fat bustin'out the girdle
    Tellem boys and nothing sweet it's sauerkraut ya'heard me
    They find ya body in new orleans from mardi gras on bourbon
    Like oh lord humphrey bogart
    It's a bird it's a plane it's a crowbar
    For the most part I'm the southern coast guard
    Ak-47spitting flame like a blow torch
    Sorry 4the wait
  • [00:00.00]Dreams and Nightmares -Lil Wayne (尔·韦恩)
    [00:00.780]Written by :Lil Wayne
    [00:01.569]Turn the music down in my headphones yeah
    [00:06.521]That noise in the background that's my skateboard
    [00:09.300]That ni**a mack crazy
    [00:12.954]I put my shooters on they feet
    [00:15.413]I just give 'em yo address and go to sleep
    [00:18.382]The money turn my niggas into monsters
    [00:21.562]The white done turned my niggas into nazis lord
    [00:24.711]The money turn my face into a stocking
    [00:27.271]Don't make me turn yo baby to a hostage boy
    [00:30.691]Don't make me turn the kid to a foster
    [00:33.670]My woman turn my dick into a mazda lord
    [00:37.249]Body parts in the duffel the bullets turn your body to a puzzle
    [00:42.637]The money turn my b**ch into a monster
    [00:44.856]She know how to get a check and turn a 0to a comma lord
    [00:48.705]The money turn my niggas into killas
    [00:51.605]The sugar turned the coc*ine to vanilla
    [00:54.675]The money turned the b**ches into hoes
    [00:57.755]The money turned my niggas into foes lord
    [01:01.284]I put my shooters on they feet
    [01:03.623]Give 'em yo address and I go out to eat
    [01:06.673]Had that snowman in the hood like jody breeze
    [01:09.501]She from the hood but look like she from overseas
    [01:11.879]I say girl you know I love you and I care for ya
    [01:14.718]I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
    [01:17.936]She say f**k these other niggas they ain't half of ya
    [01:21.16]Just keep laughing to the bank it's hilarious
    [01:23.853]I got a stay at home gun and a travel gun
    [01:26.921]Boy we can sell white in africa
    [01:29.821]It's like I can't explain y'all asked me to spit
    [01:33.167]Now I'm drooling on my chain what happened to wayne
    [01:36.36]I'm like hold up wait a second y'all thought I was second
    [01:39.195]Hating on a champ throwing salt and not confetti
    [01:42.233]We pull up and we shoot then we park the car and edit
    [01:44.973]Watch me pull up with no roof
    [01:46.272]That's cause I walk the dog and pet it
    [01:48.02]I'm like hold up wait a minute y'all thought I was finished
    [01:51.310]Shoot you in your head then just walk off like I didn't
    [01:54.09]Let my money talk so much put my jawbone outta business
    [01:57.56]Doing numbers in this b**ch
    [01:58.395]I'm like a smart phone with the digits b**ch
    [02:00.404]Riding round with the volume down
    [02:01.793]With the windows up and the choppers down
    [02:03.492]Soon as we get to yo block
    [02:04.772]It's the motherf**king other way around
    [02:06.431]My b**ch say I'm too wild
    [02:07.729]She don't even know why she stay around
    [02:09.378]I get home and I dick her down now
    [02:10.886]She talking bout'exchange the vows
    [02:12.435]If these bullets was paint balls
    [02:13.823]I could f**k around and I could paint a house
    [02:15.453]You could tell I pimpin'the way I hit the blunt with my pinky out
    [02:18.412]I bring wine to amy house we smoke it out and we drank it out
    [02:21.478]And talk about these p**sy niggas that ain't about what wayne about
    [02:24.354]I'm hanging out a mulsanne without a brain is outta his mind
    [02:27.370]I pull over I push a button it change like optimus prime
    [02:30.257]Speaking of change it's a shame how these lames dropping them dimes
    [02:33.375]We aim at your grape knock it off now you just vines
    [02:36.272]Blood gang red rain on these niggas hot if you dry
    [02:39.440]My gang top of the line hollering out squad take it outside
    [02:42.150]I'm a tax payer I'm a axe player
    [02:44.70]Getting in through the back wayer
    [02:45.649]Red devil to the blue collared unenveloped black mail
    [02:48.757]Fed up with the fed sh*t and fed-ex lost my package
    [02:51.337]My white girls say yeah ni**a my white homies act blackish
    [02:54.444]Ain't tall enough for the nba I ain't big enough for the nfl
    [02:57.560]Should've been in n w a f**k the police 5-0and 12
    [03:00.728]One time if you don't mind b**ch never say never mind b**ch
    [03:03.574]You a penny short of a dime b**ch
    [03:05.33]No nonsense had a nine since I was nine b**ch yeah
    [03:08.230]Born to murder bank account on fat bustin'out the girdle
    [03:12.237]Tellem boys and nothing sweet it's sauerkraut ya'heard me
    [03:15.134]They find ya body in new orleans from mardi gras on bourbon
    [03:18.252]Like oh lord humphrey bogart
    [03:21.291]It's a bird it's a plane it's a crowbar
    [03:24.321]For the most part I'm the southern coast guard
    [03:26.999]Ak-47spitting flame like a blow torch
    [03:30.08]Sorry 4the wait