Lil Wayne
LOCK & LOAD
[ featuring Kurupt ]
LOCK & LOAD
[ featuring Kurupt ]
- Lil Wayne -
Yeah, vibe with me sweetheart, it ain't hard,
Ah fuck them niggas, I aint worried bout them
This Cash Money baby, ya know what I'm talkin 'bout
It's the Carter II , Kurupt holla at them niggas (nigga)
[CHORUS] x2
- Kurupt -
We won, we won
And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
'til we took they shit, now it's time to floss
- Lil Wayne -
To ya, to ya, 0-17 warfare
Life in the fast-lane, little red corvette
Little red handkerchief, hangin' out the right side
Back pocket jeans fallin', cover my Evisu sign
Yep we do shine, and they gonna hate
But they hated Jesus baby, we won't break
So we ride like 4 Pirellis
So secured, no security, no protectin', no comparing
Lookin' heavy, Ocean Eleven
Aviators, both tickers, so figures
No playas, I'm Hollygrove to the heart
Hollygrove from the start
Don't cross the Earhart
Boulevard where the war I come from
171 shot, never that (blum blum)
Brrrt Brrrt! Pop Pop! Clap Clap!
What the fuckk, Hollygrove ? stand up Nigga!
[CHORUS]
- Kurupt -
We won, we won
And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
'til we took they shit, now it's time to floss
- Lil Wayne -
Get ‘em, get ‘em, Weezy
hit ‘em where you kill ‘em easy
Sit 'em in the river, leave 'em
they find 'em tomorrow evening
Sinkin' or probably drinkin' that syrup
Thinkin' I won't slip
even though I'm leanin' like a broke hip
He don't know I got the Nine wit the 4 clip
That's a somersault, back spin, full flip for ya
Push this button, I flip out and hit something
Miss nothin', i'm just bustin' until this scene clean
12 hundred for the jeans, stop playin'
Hundred dollars for the Glock in my pants
Who the man?
I am when I stand with it pointed right at ya face
Knock the brains from the back of ya neck
for lack of respect
I strap a jet black Gat ‘til the deck
Tell the mama to bury me with that
No Bullshittin'
My hood getting kinda crazy where I be
So Ronie's with me 'cause he's the OG
[CHORUS]
- Kurupt -
We won, we won
And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
'til we took they shit, now it's time to floss
- Lil Wayne -
Fresh out the back seat of the figgity Phantom
The haters I make 'em mad-er
when I wave at 'em like "what up?"
If it ain't about money I keep goin
I try'na get that green, niggas try'na mow my lawn
But fuck them boys, I got the shottie on my arm
If them boys run up, I leave their bodies on the lawn
And Duck the fuck outta there
'cause baby it's hot out there
If this was a movie it's time to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over
all of ya brains is all over the motherfuckin' block!
I'm a motherfuckin' rock!
Hard body, eagle street , 17 shots
Night vision, double-clip, hot steady beam, glat! Pop!
Drop, little man, drop
This is not for little bitches, you man or a fox?
I'm layin' in the drop, thinking of more money
Cash money , Young Money
Take money, your money
[CHORUS]
- Kurupt -
We won, we won
And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
'til we took they shit, now it's time to floss
- Lil Wayne -
hahaha, yeah, lock & load , ya know
I thought they knew it was really real daddy, yeah
Homeboy, my mother fuckin wristband
was 300 dollars, no lie
Dolce & Gabbana
they should pay me for sayin' that shit
So is my jeans, they wasn't 300 but they Dolce too
Yeah, we won, motherfucker, we winnin' over here
that's right
Hey, somebody call Gordon
tell him pull up front open the doors suicide
let's ride out
You got money, you know what the fuck I'm talkin 'bout
If ya don't, keep thinkin'
If you can do that, your losin' streak is goin' up
Why? cause we here ....
straight up