I Am Not A Human Being de Lil Wayne

Listado de Canciones

1. Gonorrhea4:22

   Letra

   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
2. Hold Up4:11

   Letra

   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
3. With You3:49

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   [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
4. I Am Not A Human Being4:13

   Letra

   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]
5. I´m Single5:33
6. What´s Wrong With Them3:31
7. Right Above It4:32

   Letra

   [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!
8. Popular4:40

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   [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
9. That Ain´t Me4:03
10. Bill Gates4:19

    Letra

    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
11. YM Banger4:34
12. YM Salute5:14
13. I Don´t Like The Look Of It3:18