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Lil Wayne – Funeral

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исполнитель Lil Wayne

правообладатель Young Money Records, Inc.

жанр Рэп

длительность 03:14

размер 7.42 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено Universal Music Group

Funeral
03:14
Welcome to the funeral, yeah Closed casket as usual Yeah, welcome to the funeral The quietest things in musicals Kumbaya is beautiful I bust in with that Uzi though And they look like they saw Lucifer Welcome to the funeral We not welcome, we intruded though You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke That’s just inexcusable Welcome to the funeral, where we from we ruin them Been to quite a few of them The reverend talk, we boo’in him We throw up the Piru at them Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual Soul snatching as usual Amen, hallelujah though Whole family delusional Niggas crying like two year olds Bullet holes come through the doors I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose Damn, welcome to your funeral Everybody knew you bro Ain’t nobody shooting though Gotta die to see who you know Damn welcome to the funeral Where we from we ruin them The preacher preach we shooting them Now we need one for you and him That’s why they should cremate ya Hope when you die they commemorate you Life is a movie and it’s in theaters Some of y’alls already went to cable These shots from a far you could get a facial Black gun chrome gun, interracial Weed so strong, need ventilation Funeral home need renovation I got your mom’s teary eyed, that’s precipitation Nigga when you died, did your bitch a favor Nigga we gonna mob like the Genovese’s Nigga, fat mob, I’ma Jenny Craig 'em Drive bys in a Winnebago Snipers never hear the baby, crib a cradle of tomatoes on your head I split tomatoes from 100 feet away, now it’s a halo That’s tomato sauce, Heinz 57 Catch a nigga, you behind, where I left you I hate your bitch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins, uncles, aunts, and your nephews Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastard Tears running down a bitch face, romantic Two straps, I’m up at the Oboe Jacksons In his face, closed casket Send him on the highway to heaven no traffic My lil nigga just caught a body, he ecstatic He cried tears of joy, then he got him tatted Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual Whole family delusional Amen hallelujah though Choir singing musicals, Kumbaya, it’s beautiful I bust in with the Uzi though They look like they saw Lucifer Yeah, welcome to the funeral everybody knew your bro Ain’t nobody shoot him though That’s just inexcusable Welcome to the funeral Where we from we ruin them Been to quite a few of them A nigga got immune of them Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket Huh, huh, bop Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastards Goddamn, drive bys in a Winnebago Snipers never hear the baby, crib a cradle of tomatoes on your head I split tomatoes from 100 feet away, now it’s a halo In other words, a nigga dead
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