Artist: Lil Wayne Album: Tha Carter IV Song: Blunt Blowin Typed by: stillswish@yahoo.com [Lil Wayne] I live it up like these are my last days If time is money, I'm an hour past paid Ughh, gunpowder in my hourglass Niggaz faker than some flour in a powder bag Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurtin I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper So love or hate me, I stay hate-free They say we learn from mistakes, that's why they mistake me I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers All hail Weezy, call it bad weather I stick to the script, I memorize the lines 'Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times You're on the outside lookin in, close the blinds And they say never say never, but fuck it never mind I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello Weezy, welcome home [Chorus] I'm a blunt blowin', Polo draws showin' I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my money growin, no matter where you goin You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust your ass nigga I'm a blunt blowin', Polo draws showin' I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my money blowin, don't matter I got more and You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust your ass nigga [Lil Wayne] Stunna, I got em, I'm back on them bitches All about my riches, my name should be Richard Cut the bullshit out, I'm ample with the scissors Life is a choice, and death is a decision Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line between two dots Young Money's eatin, the label gettin fatter And yeah, the tables turned, but I'm still sittin at 'em I'm a bad motherfucker, cuz the good die young Everybody sellin dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb Shoot that humming bird down, humming bird don't hum, yeah Big money, big money, deep pockets Money talks and muh'fuckers eavesdroppin Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clottin East side, my Parodamo [Chorus 2] I'm a blunt blowin, Polo draws showin I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my teeth glowin, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust your ass nigga I'm a blunt blowin, Polo draws showin I-I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga With my money blowin, no matter where you goin You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust your ass nigga [Verse 3] Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher Y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker And freedom was my girl, until they fuckin took her You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids But I don't wanna know, 'cause shit I like surprises Why that, why this, why you on that why shit? Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM Beach bum, call me ocean drive slim Drop the top, look up and make the sky grim Young Moolah, skinnies and some supras Belly of the beast till it puke us Muh'fucker [Chorus 2] [Outro] I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong [repeat 3x] Hello Weezy, welcome home It's Young Moolah, baby Young Moolah, baby Bitch I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello Weezy, welcome home... YEAH