What’s Wrong With Them lyrics

by

Drake


[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Life on the rocks
Too hard to swallow
So we get high till it feel like the sky low
Ya’ll boys just a bunch of pus*y cats, Milo
Money is the song
Pockets on high note
Do Re Mi Fa So
I rock like a fossil
Big boss sh*t, Paul Castellano
Shoot your ass up, now crawl out the condo
That's that nine n*gga ughh, Rondo
Sleeping with the enemy, so I f*ck the world
To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl, sweetest southern girl

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
This is times up
Put your signs up
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
Baby what the f*ck is wrong with them
What the f*ck is wrong with them
You see many you call
Very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the f*ck is wrong with them
What the f*ck is wrong with them
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Mind over matter, money over all
The world is on my shoulders
Should I dust my shoulders off?
Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
f*ck the bullsh*t but just don’t f*ck it raw
Man pus*y has a pattern and I know where I’m going
And if you got beef I turn it to a tenderloin
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if they'll pay attention if I change the price
Life is my wife, till death do us part
Man I’m fly as f*ck, you ain't even next to depart
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
This is times up
Put your signs up
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
Baby what the f*ck is wrong with them
What the f*ck is wrong with them
You see many you call
Very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the f*ck is wrong with them
What the f*ck is wrong with them
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Stepping on the bullsh*t, you can be my doormat
Y’all ain't going nowhere with that hating sh*t, four flat
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
f*ck the system and the pus*y wasn’t all that
Yeah, now time’s getting shorter
Red Light on your head like a f*cking recorder now
Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
So much money piled up, I’m a motherf*cking hoarder

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
This is times up
Put your signs up
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
Baby what the f*ck is wrong with them
What the f*ck is wrong with them
You see many you call
Very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the f*ck is wrong with them
What the f*ck is wrong with them
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