Lil Wayne — Bleu Snappin

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Huh, huh [Verse 1] Uh, pick 'em off, I fuck 'em all then egg 'em on Her nipples hard and a nigga cold Before silicone she was skin and bones Surfin' that shit like Billabong Her nigga home, they don't get along This the only dick she be sittin' on Bitch ain't gon' be playin' no Game of Thrones Hold on', hold on', bubble butt with these hands, I caress that Bust a nut on her ass, call her wetback Collar tucked, skinny pants, I finesse that Wings up on the Lamb 'cause it's jet black Pew, I ain't mad at her Shе got a man, tell your man you just got manhandled Pop that cran apple, thе pussy panhandler I fuck her good, I put her to sleep, I Mr. Sandman her [Chorus] Mm, dark cider, my nuts make me walk wider I pull up in a soft top, the car timeless I'm a sharpshooter, I be with sharpshotters Money talks, nigga, I got that yada-yada [Verse 2] She say "Get in my belly" I put dick up in her stomach, she say "Get in my belly" I put dick up in her stomach, she say "Get in my belly" She sit on this motherfucker like Corinthian leather Dick up in her stomach, she say "Get in my belly" Bought a Birkin for my blicka, she say "Nigga, I'm jelly" Put some white girl on my thumb, she lick that bitch like a lesbian Said the truth is hard to swallow, she ain't no lie detector, hold on [Refrain] Westside, I like my weed like my bitches, from the Westside I be leanin', I be sippin', I be just fine Red beam and I ain't talkin' 'bout no X5 Red beam and I ain't talkin' 'bout no X5 [Verse 3] Dreads slingin', red flag down my hair tie Take the kilos out the bag, let 'em air dry Throw a P up for Pirus, shit that PS5 Throw a P up for Pirus, shit that PS5 I'm a speed up in that new whip, fuck a test drive I'm a creep up on them niggas like a hairline Creep up on them niggas like a– I'ma creep up on them niggas like I'm Left Eye [Refrain] I'ma squeeze that fuckin' trigger like a necktie On codeine, I'm like a turtle, I'm a reptile Red beam and I ain't talkin' 'bout no X5 Red beam and I ain't talkin' 'bout no X5 [Verse 4] I'ma speed up in her pussy, fuck her sex drive I'ma creep up on them niggas like they deaf, slime I'ma creep up my lil' nigga like a–, like a– I'ma creep up my lil' nigga like a deadline Got them sleepin' with the fishes, he was dead-tired Send a PJ for my bitches, fuck a red eye Let her pussy open up and I'ma headline Want a good ting nigga with some money on it All these karats in my chain make a bunny hop I be laughin' 'to the bank 'cause it's funny, yup In the belly of the beast where the stomach at Hold on, shoot 'em in the–, shoot 'em in the head, that part, nigga, ooh All these niggas feds and narcs, nigga, ooh I like my bitches red and dark, nigga, ooh I like 'em braindead and smart, nigga, ooooooh Yeah, I'ma shoot em in the head, that part, mm I think all you niggas feds and narcs, mm Like my bitches red, red and dark, mm [Chorus] Mm, dark cider, my nuts make me walk wider I pull up in a soft top, the car timeless I'm a sharpshooter, I be with sharpshotters Money talks, nigga, I got that yada-yada [Outro] Ooh, Westside, like my weed like my bitches, from the Westside I be leanin', I be sippin', I be just fine Red beam and I ain't talkin' 'bout no X5 Red beam and I ain't talkin' 'bout no X5