La La (Feat. Brisco & Busta Rhymes) (исполнитель: Lil' Wayne)
Sittin' in a Caddy, bright like Batty Floatin' up the aisle like a bride and her Daddy Hip-Hop attic, hip-hop at it Man I swear I'm on top like the attic Yea [bad word] I be with my dog like Shaggy And we stay clean but we get dirty like Harry Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals, and canaries [bad word] we, I'm all about my oui like Paris Hilton, presidential suite already I'm richer than Nicole and I'm a Lion like her Daddy I am hotter than the Sunday after Saturday I swear I'm a savage like no one be a Randy Oscar De LaHoya, box ya like a casket Or Diego Coralles, [bad word] keep jabbin' See my style it varies, like [bad word] in an alley My leather so soft my paint prettier than Halle Wittier [bad word] [bad word] write a parody But I ain't tellin' jokes... apparently parent, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my eye You hurt her you kill me and [bad word] I ain't 'bout to die See y'all are at ground, and my daughter is my sky I swear I look in her face and I just want to break out and fly 4 tears in my face and you ain't never heard me cry I'm richer than all y'all I got a bank full of pride Ow, started out hustlin', ended up ballin' [bad word] I'm the [bad word] get the [bad word] up out my toilette Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' [x2] [bad word] I'm the [bad word] get the [bad word] up out my toilette My paint bubbleish, the motor so vicious The rims the same color as the wrapper of a kisses; Hersey's I'm hyper, something like a piston And when I'm in Detroit I be ballin' like a Piston Boy did I mention I fly like a pigeon Higher den gas prices, you Las Vegas trinket I'm ridin' on the park in the Bentley golf cart The Polo be cream but the bottle's caviar (yeah!) Weezy I'm sick from all this tourin' You told me (sip this,) then call me in the morning (yeah) And I vow I never [bad word] another woman ('nother woman) In my life, and then I got horny (ah hah) Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' [bad word] I'm the [bad word] get the [bad word] up out my toilette Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' [x2] [bad word] I'm the [bad word] get the [bad word] up out my toilette See I ain't goin' no where [bad word] You know a [bad word] been home honey Money [bad word] retarded, called itdown syndrome money My case sick [bad word] they diagnose sickle cell brain The revenue stream got a disease like a jail bed Like a mattress from Sing-Sing or way down [bad word] These [bad word] call me bling king I [bad word] when the bomb drop And sprinkle down into all the niggas flawless in D-Class Then twinkle like a shine, just like a sparkle from clean Glass They movin' on a [bad word] as I'm walkin' the valley, ready? And Zulu with the cameras like I'm [bad word] down Halle Berry My money help me do things that you [bad word] s can't believe Like purchase personal plates on sort of things that you can't conceive Like interactin' with women, on caliber of Janet I sit and mater my vision and massacre the planet I hope you [bad word] s know just what it is While I'm countin' my paper [bad word] s know I'm handlin' my biz Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' [bad word] I'm the [bad word] get the [bad word] up out my toilette Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' [x2] [bad word] I'm the [bad word] get the [bad word] up out my toilette