Lil Wayne – Fingers hurting

Versuri Lil Wayne – Fingers hurting

She live in Fort Lauderdale and I’m closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, “okay, don’t fall asleep”
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house clean
I said said shut the f**k up, put this d**k back in your mouth please
I don’t see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this b***h, I’m tighter than a pinched nerve, b***h
I didn’t answer my phone, I said I couldn’t get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of being a virgin
Bagging up the work for an hour, fingers hurting
Let my bitches help me, before they leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin’ weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin’ in this kitchen, in the trap house with my shirt off
I’mma get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin’, talkin’ bout the third ward
The DA was a d**k and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad b***h by the curb and like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her p*ssy smell like smirnoff
Sleepin’ on chinchilla, boy, I’m cozy like a fur ball
F**k the other side n***a we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait I had to drop this part two and s**t
Just to let you know that a n***a still doin’ it
Workin’ like a slave on my Roots part two s**t
Gotta let em know that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi b***h
Bop bop bop
F**k on me wrong get the hammer
Thank God I’m home from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stomp in the yard like a gamma, niggas was goin’ bananas
I’m calm like a camel, I’m smokin’ that strong like a camel
I bet my life when we gamble
Y’all shippin’ keys, we shippin’ grand pianos
I’m in that Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I’m gone, two fingers up, b***h, I’m goneee
Rich forever; Jerry Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin’ my destiny going
Like the House of Deréon
This plane that I’m on is private, my very own
So no checkin’ my carry-ons
She sent the picture naked, I sent a song

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I’m closer to south beach
I told her to come over she said “Ok don’t fall asleep”
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house clean
I say shut the f**k up and put this d**k back in your mouth please
I don’t see nothin’ wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker tighter than a pinch nerve, b***h
I didn’t answer my phone, said I couldn’t get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of bein’ a virgin
Now I don’t get excited n***a, I just get exotic
I don’t get invited to these bitches pity parties
I don’t do narcotic even though a n***a got it
Countin’ all this money, I feel like I got arthritis
Beggin’ up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin’
Let my bitches help me, ‘fore they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion of disturbance
Got me movin’ weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house with my shirt off
I’m gon’ get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin’, talkin’ ’bout the third ward
The DA was a d**k and the judge was a jerk off
We yellin’ suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you hear us yellin’, suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Blood gang, n***a
And its the Sorry for the Wait 2
And I’m so sorry for the wait too
Sorry for the wait, I had to drop that part two and s**t
Just to let you know that a n***a still doin’ it
Workin’ like a slave, talking Roots part two and s**t
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, b*tchhh
Lil Wayne

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  1. January 19, 2015

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