Gonorrhea lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Intro]
Sound like my mic is right

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I am not a human
Shout to all my moon men
Yeah, they call me Tune, got them b*tches tuned in
It's a crazy world, so I stay in mine
And n*ggas don’t cross the line
n*ggas stay in line
Like welfare
I'm Saint Elsewhere
Hotter than the Devil? n*gga, hell yeah
Rock-a-bye-baby; homicide, baby
That's more tear drops, call me Crybaby
What you talking 'bout? Tell it to my 9
Cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms
I’m a young God, swagger unflawed
b*tch, I'm in the building, you in the front yard
Life's a b*tch, naw, better yet a dumb broad
And I bet I can f*ck the world and make it c*m hard
Yeah, you boys is washed up
And I’m sh*tting on 'em like two girls and one cup, yuck
Weezy Baby AKA Bring The Money Home
Pull out a AK and pop you in your funny bone
Laugh now, die later, motherf*cker
You's a b*tch like Zeta Phi Beta, motherf*cker
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea
pus*y ass n*gga, 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
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Man, I’m so tired of balling, I sleep a lot now
I’ll let my goons rush ya, like Moscow
Gun at your eyebrow: Pow-Pow
Man, I ball hard, even with five fouls
Yeah, we in this b*tch, like tampons
Dump you in the woods, now get your camp on
Choke-hold around this sh*t 'cause I’m so hands-on
I get high as f*ck 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 blowing me just like a band horn
Got her on her knees, the same knees that she be praying on
Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital "You can join"
Yeah, what y’all wanna do? I’m all ears
Smoking on that Headband, call that sh*t that Paul Pierce
I’m just so ahead of my time, like dog years
Bal' like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Drake]
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea (ha-ha)
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea (Uh, yeah)
pus*y ass n*gga, I don’t want your gonorrhea

[Verse 3: Drake]
I am spending much more than I’m making
On these cars and these vacations, is that too much information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
With a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station
I am tryna figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I’m with Young Money, tell the magazines stop asking me
I be with the dread with the tattoos on his head
And a flag the color red like a f*cking low battery
(Okay) n*gga, peep the sh*t I’m wyling on
I be with your baby mama, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of styrofoam
Big cheese, big bread, call that sh*t a cal-zone
(Okay) I will break your f*cking collar bone
Us against the world, better pick which f*cking side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on
And we about to kill 'em, C4, Mr. Carter's home
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
We some as*h*le n*ggas, call us diarrhea
The money keep growing, yep, it's growing like a Chia, haha
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
Y’all some pus*y ass n*ggas, we should call ya gonorrhea
You keep talking that sh*t, I’ma see ya
Kill your senorita, and your f*cking Mama Mia
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