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Spitter Lyrics

Lil' Wayne - Spitter

{Chorus}
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, grab yo gat
call yo click [x2]
squeeze yo clip hit the right one pass the weed
I gotta light one [Repeat]

[Lil' Wayne]
What ya mami told ya bout fuckin round wit them soldiers
I told ya I'll be back I'm comin I got that Tommy Lasorda
That's blood all over ya sofas
blood all over ya postas
blood all over ya sholdas
blood all over the strollas
do that shit I done that shit its Weezy baby
he's a baby make that nigga run that shit
make that money come back quick
take that money from that bitch
she know what it be m-o-b
pistol right there in my reach
you know what it be m-o-me
bitches know where that limo leave
two words
room key
where penthouse suite
wear not a damn thing
I'm here batabambing
my hand bling
my wrist bling
my neck bling
my ear bling
super bowl ring bitch
cash money young money
super bowl team bitch
money,money,money,money
I'm true to those things bitch
you with those pussy hoes
I shoot at those queens bitch
this a New Orleans bitch
murder don't mean shit

{Chorus 2x}

[Lil' Wayne]
What ya papi told ya bout fuckin round with them soldiers
I told ya I'm comin back I got that Tommy Matola
That's blood all over ya rova
blood all over ya chaufer
blood all over ya loafers
if I get any closer
That's blood all over my toasta
blood all over my holsta
I'm in s. dots
thats blood all over my Hova, fuck
I'm hustlin with a motive
my niggas need me
an a tiger in my pocket
"Says Feed Me"
its greedy
see them niggas
jack them niggas
kill them niggas
wack them niggas
ask them bitches
ask them niggas
weezy baby thats the nigga
cath me mashin in a v
matchin seats, matchin feet
sheesh that bitch too sweet fa the streets
got that key for the leaf, that feast the beef
no need to speak, let it be, wat it be
niggas want peace I make them leave here
piece by piece
fuck me, fuck you, what it is what it do
I've been ready since '81 and I was born I '82
holleygrove is where I'm from
but we call that bitch the zoo
I ain't never trust a bitch
since she ate that forbidden fruit
sucker free, sucker proof, 50 shots cut 'em loose
quarterback Weezy baby shotgun run and shoot
comin' true youngin' do what youngin' do ball baby
at home fornacatin'
homie by the phone waitin'
God-damn
-I-am
-a-man
-tha-man
-tha-mu
-tha-fuck
-in-pre-sident
...bitch

{Chorus}