Álbum I Am Not A Human Being de Lil Wayne - Canciones

I Am Not A Human Being

2010 |

Sello | Universal Motown

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GonorrheaVer letra 4:22

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letra de Gonorrhea
Sound like my mic is right
Ugh
I am not a human
Shout to all my moon men
Daddy call me Tune
Got them b****es tuned in
It's a crazy world so I stay in mine
And n****s don't cross the line
N****s stay in line
Like welfare I stay elsewhere
Hotter than a devil, n**** hell yeah
Roc-a-bye baby, homocide baby
That's more tear drops, call me Cry Baby
What you talkin' 'bout? Tell it to my .9
Cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms
I'm a young god, swagga un-flawed
B**** I'm in the building, you in the front yard
Life's a b****, naw, better yet a dumb broad
And I bet I can f*** the world and make it cum hard
Yeah you boys is washed up
And I'm s***tin' on 'em, like two girls and one cup
Weezy Baby aka bring the money home
Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya funny bone
Laugh now die later muthaf***er
You's a b**** like Zeta Phi Beta muthaf***er
[Chorus]
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
P**** a** n****, I don't want your gonorrhea
P**** a** n****, I don't want your gonorrhea
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
P**** a** n****, I don't want your gonorrhea
P**** a** n****, I don't want your gonorrhea
Man I'm so tired of ballin' I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya, like Moscow
Gun at ya eyebrow pow pow
Man I ball hard, even with five fouls
Yeah we in this b****, like tampons
Dump ya in the woods, now get ya camp on
Choke hold around this s*** 'cause I'm so hands on
I get high as f*** and Polo sheets is what I lands on
Back against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on
Diva in the room, she blowin' me just like a band horn
Got her on her knees the same knees that she be prayin' on
Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
Yeah, what y'all wanna do I'm all ears
Smokin' on that head band call that s*** that Paul Pierce
I'm just so ahead of my time like dog years
Ball like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears
[Chorus]
I am, spendin' much more than I'm makin' on these cars and these vacations
Is that too much information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racin'
With a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station
I am, try'na figure out why you so mad at me
Yes I'm with Young Money tell the magazine stop askin' me
I be with the dread with the tattoos on his head
And a flag the color red like a f***in' low battery
N**** peep the s*** I'm wylin' on
I be with your baby momma you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of Styrofoam
Big cheese, big bread, call that s*** a calzone
I will break yo' f***in' collar bone
Us against the world, better pick which f***in' side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady puttin' mileage on
And we about to kill 'em, C4 Mr. Carter's home
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
We some a**hole n****s, call us diarrhea
The money keep growin', yep
It's growin' like a Chia
Yeah, I call it how I see it
Y'all some p**** a** n****s we should call ya gonorrhea
Uh, you keep talkin' that s*** I'ma see ya
Kill ya senorita and and f*** ya mama mia
Hold UpVer letra 4:11

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letra de Hold Up
B**** I'm me, American gangsta
Weezy F baby, born in a manger
Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the danger
Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
New Orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego
All about my bread like bagels, they know
I'm raw like Qualo, ball like gay hoes
Weed so strong its like I twist tornadoes
Spit like 9's, 4 5th's, and 3 8 oh's
N****s want problems, well I am problematic
It's back to pickin' cotton cause you n****s cotton candy
I'ma east side damu, deep water Shamu
Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, p**** in the bedroom
Pa** that b**** down like an heirloom,
Tunechi
Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up
[Chorus: x2]
Hustle till nightfall
Party till sunrise
Guns in the boxes
Dont make this a gun fight
F*** them other n****s
F*** them n****s b****es
Benadryl s***
Trigga finger itches
Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up
B**** I'm streets, I rep that east
Gimmie the beef, I'll put the beef in da grease
Kush in the sweets, your b**** in the sheets
I f***ed that b****, mission complete
Real n**** talk, Gangsta conversation
I'm a real n**** don't f*** wit imitations
Young Money n**** ain't no limitations
I dont play games n****s simulation
Which one of y'all n****s say ya bout it?
It's a f***ed up world T-Streets take ya out of it
That's word to the glock. Glock in my sock
Who's left playin' shields better stop at the dot
Hold up
Uh Married to the money, welcome to the reception
She came with problems, f*** it that's my step sons
Sleepin' in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come
And I keep the toast turn yo a** to bread crumbs
Uh based on a true story, I got a million flows they ain't even 2 stories
Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I don't toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird and that's how I get the worm yeah
Real n**** university, alumni
Just check my watch and that b**** say sometimes
She say when I'm in her it feel like I'm soul searchin'
And they say money talks, well its my spokes person
Uh grab a star from the sun roof
I f*** her in her dreams and make her come true
Young Money in the power
Send my B's at you like a motherf***in flower
Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up
[Chorus: x2]
Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up
Featuring: T Streets
With YouVer letra 3:49

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letra de With You
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1:]

Shawty badder than a 3 year old

keep playing and imma eat her like a pita roll

Im just sayin with my love I could feed her soul

two day getaway and we dont need our clothes

we at the pool and she lookin like a center fold

two tattoos but she say she gettin plenty mo

She got Indian in her family, seminol

me and shawty go together like chemicals

and she get mad when I call other woman hoes

you send a rose, I pick some flowers and send her those

tall glass of Merlot get her in the mode

two tall glasses of Merlot get her out her robe

I whisper in her ear, than lick around her lobe

and when she check her watch, it’s never time to go

and with her brain she should make the honor roll

And when I came, she caught me like the common cold

[Chorus:]

God damn you the shit

and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit

And I dont really know how to handle this shit

But tonight its moonlight and candles and shit

[Drake - Hook:]

With you baby

With you baby

with you baby

with you baby

With you and only you

[Lil Wayne - Verse 2:]

Uh I say damn I must be left cause you the best I ever seen right

shawty put me on, you got me gone like some green lights

See you with your girls, they probably telling that he aint right

Bet they be the same bitches at the wedding throwing rice

Lets get together over night

Shawty Im a pro and you are lookin like the prototype

But see that I took your advice,

sometimes you got to blow it twice then shake it up and roll the dice

Im cruisin on the road of life but I need a passenger

Appetite for lovin, ma im hungry like a scavenger

I-I be on that lavender

I-I be in the bath with her

Then I gotta go under that water like a mariner

[Chorus:]

God damn you the shit

and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit

And I dont really know how to handle this shit

But tonight its moonlight and candles and shit

[Drake - Hook:]

With you baby

With you baby

with you baby

with you baby

With you and only you

[Lil Wayne - Verse 3:]

Now she dont know about me

But Imma put her on it

And she aint show up out me

But cant go without me

We probably aint supposed to be together

but I wonder if our love affair her could last forever

And shawty Im with ya

Smoke a lot of weed but I could never forget ya

Then I told her to her face,

If everyone was like you the World would be a better place

[Chorus:]

God damn you the shit

and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit

And I dont really know how to handle this shit

But tonight its moonlight and candles and shit

[Drake - Hook:]

With you baby

With you baby

with you baby

with you baby

With you and only you

[Chorus:]

God damn you the shit

and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit

And I dont really know how to handle this shit

But tonight...

[Drake - Hook:]

With you baby

With you baby

with you baby

with you baby

With you and only you
Featuring: Drake
I Am Not A Human BeingVer letra 4:13

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letra de I Am Not A Human Being
I am not a human being uh,
P**** for lunch
Pop all the balloons and spit in the punch, yeah,
Kush and the blunts
I ride through your block see a foot in the trunk
I don't know why they keep playin'
They better replay 'em giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland (blues singer)
Together we stand and fall on y'all
Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball
These days ain't s*** Young Money is
I got mars bars three musketeers
Come through coupe same colour as veneers
And you know I'm riding with the toast, cheers! (Reason he's in jail)
Yeah, now I'm back on my grizz
And y'all's a bunch a squares like a muthaf***ing grid
S*** f*** with me and get hit
I finger f*** the Nina make the b**** have kids
Just do it my n**** I just did
Name a muthaf***er deeper than me b**** dead
Ya dig, this here is big biz and I scream f*** it whoever it is
[Chorus]
I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'
I thank god that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being
Uh, rockstar baby
Now come to my suite and get lockjaw baby
Rich n**** lookin at the cops all crazy
Its the mob s*** n**** Martin Scorsese
Heater close range, 'cause people are strange
But I bet that AK 47 keep you ordained
You cant see Weezy nor Wayne
I'm in the far lane, I'm running this s***, hundred yard gain
Uh, swag on infinity
I'm killing em, see the white flag from the enemy
Shoot you in the head and leave your dash full of memories
Father forgive me for my brash delivery
I will try you, I wouldn't lie you
I must be sticky 'cause them b****es got they eyes glued
Young money baby we the s*** like fly food
Y'all cant see us, like the bride shoes.
I stand tall like a muthaf***in 9'2
I scream motherf*** you and whoever design you
And if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to
And we don't die, we multiply and then we come divide you.
[Chorus]
Re-Reporting from another world
Magazine full of bullets you can be my cover girl
Ness go the weed thicker than a southern girl
Strong arm rap like a n**** did a hundred curls
Rock star biatch, check out how we rock
And if this ain't hip hop, it must be me hop
I'm higher than a tree top
She lick my lolipop
I still get my candy from your girlfriends sweet shop
Spitting that he rock I'm smooth not Pete Rock
And my money on et cetera - 3 dots
Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops
You better run mothaf***a, 'cause we not
You better run till your feet stop
You ain't even on a f***ing alphabet in my tea pot
Colder than a ski shop
Holding on to the top, and even if I let go I still wont G-rock
[Chorus]
Músicos invitados: Travis Barker (Drums)
I´m Single 5:33
Featuring: Drake
What´s Wrong With Them 3:31
Featuring: Nicki Minaj
Right Above ItVer letra 4:32

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letra de Right Above It
[Lil' Wayne:]

Now tell me how ya love it

You know you at the top and all of heaven's right above it, we on.. 'cause we on..

[Verse 1 - Drake:]

Who else really tryin' to fuck with Hollywood Co.?

I'm with Marley G. bro

Flyin' Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows

And I wanna tell you somethin' that you probably should know

This that "Slumdog millionaire" Bollywood flow and uh..

My real friends never hear it from me

Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose

I don't get shit confused

I got a small circle

I'm not with different crews

We walk the same path, but got on different shoes

Live in the same buildin', but we got different views

I got a couple cars, I never get to use

Don't like my women single

I like my chicks in twos

And these days all the girls is down to roll

I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole

Plus I've been sippin' so this shit is movin' kinda slow

Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

[Chorus:]

Now tell me how you love it

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it

We on, it's Young Money, motherfucker

If you ain't runnin' with it run from it, motherfucker

Alright, now somebody show some money in this bitch

And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig

I got my gun in my boo purse

And I don't bust back, because I shoot first..

[Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne:]

Meet me on the fresh train

Yes I'm in the buildin'

You just on the list of guest names

And all my riders do not give a fuck: X-Games

Guns turn you boys into pussies: sex change..

And I smoke til' I got chest pains

And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James

Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne

I been flyin' so long I fell asleep on the fucking plane

Skinny pants and some vans

Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance, Amen

As the world spin and dance in my hands

Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand

Ugh. Wake up and smell a pussy

You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me

I'm on the paper trail, there ain't no tellin' where it took me, yeah

And I ain't a killer, but don't push me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Lil' Wayne:]

Ugh. How do he say what's never said?

Beautiful black woman

I bet that bitch look better red

Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more on my second leg

Motherfuckin' Birdman junior, eleventh grade

Ball on automatic start

I can hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw

Wildcat offense.. Check the paw prints..

We in the buildin', you niggas in apartments

Ugh. N-now c'mon be my blood donor

Flow so nice you ain't even gotta put a rug on her

Do it big and let the small fall under that

Damn where you stumbled at?

From where did they gumbo at?

Kane got the fucking beat jumpin' like a jumpin' jack

And you know me

I get on this bitch and have a heart attack

Hip-Hop I'm the heart of that

Nigga nothin' short of that

President Carter, Young Money Democrat. Ugh.

[Chorus]

Yeah... We on... Young moola baby!
Featuring: Drake
PopularVer letra 4:40

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letra de Popular
[Lil Wayne - Chorus:]

She got that good good

She Michael Jackson bad

I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass

She got that good good

She Michael Jackson bad

I’m attracted to her

[Lil Wayne:]

She a monster, I’m her sponsor

She run through my head, Chris Johnson

I’ma tackle her, get in back of her

Buss it open suck that pussy like the dracula

What your man doing? tell him fall back

Throw that pussy at me, baseball bat

I kiss her where she point

I make her lose her voice,

I see her when I want, call that viewers choice

Number 1 lover, she want none other

Dont need another one when we got one another

I take her out and then I take her down

I beat it up twelve round

[Lil Wayne - Chorus:]

She she got that good good

She got that got that good

She got she got that got that

She she got that good good

She Michael Jackson bad

I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass

[Lil Twist - x2:]

Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things

That I can do baby on top of the world

When I’m on top of you baby

Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

[Lil Wayne:]

Uh

She a monster, but I’m a beast tho

Take her clothes off, with my teeth tho

I beat slow or I can hit it fast

I do it how she ask, and I cum last

I bust her ass, we tare it down

Then I gotta split like James Brown

Its all love, I come back around

And if she back it up, then then I back it down

Tell me something is you ready for me baby

Take this beast of out my pants and let you pet it for me baby

My dick on professor Klump jump on this Eddy for me baby

And when you fuck with me they give you credit for it baby yeah

[Lil Wayne - Chorus:]

She she got that good good

She got that got that good

She got she got that got that

She she got that good good

She Michael Jackson bad

I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass

[Lil Twist - x2:]

Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things

That I can do baby on top of the world

When I’m on top of you baby

Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

[Lil Wayne:]

She got that good good

She Michael Jackson bad

I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass

So pack your bags, I fly you in

Soon as she land, we get it in

She love to put her legs around my neck

I promise if I fuck her hard then she gon choke me to death, ha

And it always wet dont know if she the best I ever had

But shes the best I had yet

[Lil Twist:]

Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things

That I can do baby on top of the world

When I’m on top of you baby

Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

Hey and you get popular baby

And like a cradle I’ll be rockin you baby

I feel good when I’m on top of you baby

So Imma stay on top of you baby, hey

[Lil Wayne:]

You’ll be popular baby

I’ll be rockin you baby

I’m on top of you baby

And Imma stay on top of you baby, hahaha

Young mula baby
Featuring: Lil' Twist
That Ain´t Me 4:03
Featuring: Jay Sean
Bill GatesVer letra 4:19

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letra de Bill Gates
Skinny a** pants
Fresh pair of vans
If you n****s keep trippin' n**** share an ambulance
Throw up blood with my hands
My gang poppin' n****s smoke that kush and not that reggie
For you name droppin' n****s
All day I do it
I do it like Tony
Got a sign on my dick that say "bad b****es only"
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Man I'm on that patron, f*** with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that b**** go 'pu'
Got-Got a mean a** swagga, my b****es do too
Yeah all my n****s nuts and I'm a loose screw
B**** I get big bucks pockets on Bruce Bruce
Yeah I talk that s*** b**** I got bread, b**** I got toast
Welcome to the murder show I am the muthf***ing host
They call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the f***ing most
I'm at their throats until they choke
The God has spoke I need a smoke man(smoke break)
Now let it breath to em,
Yea
[Chorus]
It goes all these b****es and n****s still hatin'
I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gates
Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
Yeah life is a b**** but I appreciate her man
All these b****es and n****s still hatin'
Yea I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
Yeah life is a b**** but I appreciate her man
Yea
It go dark a** shades, I can't see them haters
Now eat these f***in' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
Dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White
I'm high all day, you can call that s*** a long flight
Every nights a long night, every day is a holiday
I can f*** the squares now do that mean I'm out of shape
Yes I talk s***, got to defecate to conversate
Weezy f*** the world, yup I f*** it till it ovulate,
Get her to the crib get in that p**** and just dominate
Weezy F baby and the F is for fornicate
Polo Ralph Lauren b****, yeah that's what my pajamas say
Big tall gla** of some s*** you can't pronounciate
Beaucoup in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face
Still I do not give you mother f***ers the time of day
Pistol in your mouth I cannot make out what you tryna say
And if they want a war, then tell them mother f***ers bombs away man
[Chorus]
All these b****es and n****s still hatin'
Man I used to be ballin but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
Man life is a b**** but I appreciate her man
Let it breath to em,
Just let it breath to em
Yeah, ha ha
Young mula baby
Young mula baby
Young mula baby
Just let it breath to em
YM Banger 4:34
Featuring: Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz, Tyga
YM Salute 5:14
Featuring: Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz, Lil Chuckee, Lil' Twist, Nicki Minaj
I Don´t Like The Look Of It 3:18
Featuring: Gudda Gudda