Artist: La the Darkman f/ Juelz Santana, Lil' Wayne
Album:  The Notorious L.A.D
Song:   Feel My Face
Typed by: pneumatic

[Juelz Santana]
Uhh, I can't feel my face
As I sit back, Relax, Shorty head in my lap
In the back of the Bentley gettin head in the back
You know, And she aint gotta head full of nap
So I'm pushin on her head from the back, Gimmie that
Gimmie that, Up and down, Down and Up, Gimmie that
Laffy Taffy came on she gave me head to the snaps
Like doom doom, Da doom doom, Haha
She made me the song, she wrong
Yeah she bout action, Bout work
She suck dick like a vacuum suck dirt
I call her the quicker picker upper
Cause she quick to pick a nut up
Quicker then a nigga tell her pick the nut up
Ya dig bitch, Now let me tell you bout this six shot ruger
That I keep for you busters if you twitch I'll shoot ya
I'll buck ya, I'll bang ya, I'll move ya
Like a dead car battery, Trust me I'll boost ya
No car cables, I'll hang ya like a hanger in the closet
No coat on the hanger, Just hang ya in the closet
Boy, I could just leave you were you stand
Or I could shoot you in the hand then meet you where you land

[La the Darkman]
I don't play with these boys, Most of em flunkies
This La, Red rag, Red Ones, Red Monkies
You smell it from a mile, My purps so funky
You nothin but a mule, Jackass, A donkey
Stop tryna play rude, Your not that dude
You and your boss soft as baby food
Up top we lean back, The A, We lean wit it
I got every color Air to match every color fitted
Shoot the shit out ya, Let nobody know I did it
A-B-C-G, Anybody can get it
From a rifle with a scope, You'll die like the Pope
Better yet JFK, On your parade day
I got the mind of a Harvard scholar, Use it to gross a dollar
Found a coke connect from Guatemala
Private jet fly high like Andre from Budalla
Yall Chihuahuas, Little dogs, I'm a Rottweiler, This La

[Lil' Wayne]
I came to rep my hood
I gotta ride clean, I gotta smoke good
I'm pullin on big fat cigars like Suge
I aint gotta explain what's already understood
Baby I'm a G, I'm just tryna get full
The _____ S380 keep me warm like wool
Niggas talkin shit, I wish a nigga would
Boy, Your smellin like shit form a bull, Boy
I gotta lot but I never get enough man
Twenty-six inches got the low-low sittin up
Yep, Momma I could fix ya so you need to hook it up
Yep, Rocky Marciano how I beat the pussy up
Yep, You not a soprano play pussy get fucked
Hit a nigga from a hundred yards like *click*
Hahaha, You really aint prepared dog
Chop and split your ass in half, Not even share yall
That's the game stop lookin for a fair call
Pussy cat niggas watch em cough up a hair ball
Lookin at niggas like why you gotta stare dog
Chop and cut heads off, It doesn't cut hair off
These niggas air soft, Yeah, Soft shelled taco, Mild sauce
Hahaa, Move the Ferrari like a wild horse
Or I get showfered like a mob boss
Yeah, Feel my swagger nagger
I'm sharper then a knife, Sword, Blade, And dagger
Don't play with me bastard, *Bucka-Bucka-Bucka*
Don't play with me Casper, Duct tape don't break the wrapper
I sell it to em hoe, They gone pay me faster
Yeah, Bitch make me rich
If not, Make me cum then make me grits
Bitch blow on these dice, Make me rich
Now watch me bet my whole hand on an eight or a six
A ten or a four, A five or a nine
Hey-Hey little rappers it's survival time