Blackin’ Out lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Six sh*t
Ayy, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Six, n*gga, Dedication 6, n*gga
Six, n*gga, six, n*gga, Dedication 6, n*gga
Six, n*gga, sick n*gga, sick, six sh*t, n*gga

[Verse 1: Euro & Lil Wayne]
I hear y'all new sh*t and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
I'm anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
We left E11even, at 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw papers full of peace, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I'm just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
See, they more like superstars, I'm more like Super Saiyans (Woo)
Being the greatest ever is my destiny still (Okay)
Since a child, I focused on my Kelly, Bey, and Michelle (Okay)
Sitting back, getting head from a mademoiselle (Okay)
Tryin' to put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will (Amen)
Dedicated to you for the sixth time
Killed it on the fifth one, now they say I'm big-time
While them n*ggas skipped lunch, I learned how to skip lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mines
Used to f*ck with Sega (Yuh), my uncle had a pager (Chirp!)
I knew this drug kingpin that tried to run for Mayor (Skrrt!)
Posted on the back blocks, talkin' player-player
If she bad then I upgrade her, get her unlimited data (Blrrp!)
They tryin' to build a wall, man, my dogs gon' hate that sh*t
And build underground railroads so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game, but we don't play that sh*t
Cover your soul before they take that sh*t—Young!
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Right n*gga, wrong n*gga, dope n*gga, ill n*gga
Rich n*gga, Polo n*gga, house bigger, bills bigger
Sick n*gga, Hill n*gga, lit n*gga, chill n*gga
Racks n*gga, real bigger, Shaq-bigger, lil n*gga
Facts n*gga, trill n*gga, tax n*gga, still, n*gga
Coke-on-coke, n*gga—slopes, n*ggas, hills, n*gga
Joke, n*gga? Nope, n*gga, clip bigger, quick trigger
Thick strippers, I ain't into stick figures, mixed signals
O.J. with the brick, n*gga runnin' through the white
n*gga, O.J. on my wrist, n*gga, that's Sunny Delight
n*gga, diamonds in my teeth, shining like some pearly whites
n*gga straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
n*gga bought a lot of art, and I brought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around the bush right after we beat the court case
Talking 'bout a war, that's a convo at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos, start the motherf*ckin' horse race
I take off from Earth and take your b*tch up into MySpace
I tell her, keep her mouth shut; if not, I got some Scotch tape
Got to keep the lock safe, referring to the Safelock
The shelves fall, the ground shake, it make you do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
I still di*k her right down, hit her with the pipe bomb
Some n*ggas like to fight crime, some n*ggas like to fight fair
Some n*ggas got the right time; you ask him, he say, "Time'll tell"
Some n*ggas think they're icons, some b*tches think that I care
Some n*ggas got a iPhone, some n*ggas had a SkyTel
Some n*ggas really pythons, I'm watching out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Lyin' there, lookin' like "Aww, yeah", lawn chair
Jumped right off the Con-Air and landed on a timeshare
I wear Versace eyewear, feelin' like top shelf
Cool as two Ls and Rock Bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell, ugh
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Blackin' out, blackin' out
We on the drugs, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, black it out, black it out, black-black-black it out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, yo
Bow! Yeah, blackin' out, blackin' out
We on the drugs, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, black it out, black it out, black-black-black it out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, yuh
That's some sick sh*t
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