Swag Surf

作曲：Lil Wayne

作词：Lil Wayne

KE on the Track

No Ceilings

OK

I got this chrome on this Bugatti I'm strong in this Bugatti

Two V8s ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti

B***h I'm bad I'm worse I'll pass the purp

Don't f**k with me 'cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk

I swear I be the sickest n***a you can ask the nurse

And if you throw it in a bag I bet I'll snatch her purse

OK I spazz I curse you last I'm first

I'm on your a*s like dirt behind that cash get murked

I'm talking big s**t n***a join my hit list n***a

What's the matter Check your bladder I'm the s**t piss n***a

Shoot the witness n***a hold court in the streets

And convict this n***a ol' d**kless n***a

Man I'm running with the blocka Young Money mothaf**ka

You think we gon' do our thing

Well ain't it sunny in the summer

And we coming for the commas and whoever among us

And you know I'mma bust my a*s until my crew very humongous

I said TI hold your head and Mack hold your head

Wish I could but I can't say some other names 'cause of the Feds

And to my Bloods code red man you know how we play it

And if it costs to be the boss oh well I guess I gotta pay

I'm a New Orleans n***a I don't take no s**t

Take the brain off the whip now it don't make no sense

Stunt hard on these b***hes I ain't promised tomorrow

Now women kicking it with me like Nomar Garciaparra

Fuque roll them killer plants the Lil Tune Shop of Horror

And we roll them b***hes thick make 'em look like Tocara

Man I'm too much for these n***as and three much for these h*es

The world is in my hands and I keep my hands closed

I love my baby mommas they get my highest honor

Gotta take care of them kids man I know you heard Obama

And I live on an island Atlantic in my backyard

I just tell my pilot to land it in my backyard

Quarterback shotgun you don't get any sack yards

B***h I ball hard breaking all the backboards

Pretty Boy Floyd step up I will crack yours

And even at the White House we pull up at the back doors

Walk around like I'm 30 feet tall

Tiger Woods all these h*es tryna birdy these balls

In the Porsche 911 like emergency calls

Man I just be chilling I'm cool like Lou Rawls

Young Money in the building I'm putting up new walls

N***a take your Mrs Officer and set some new laws

My flow is like rubbing two logs

Young Mula we the new s**t new drawers

Now get off my d**k I ain't f**king with ya

Watch me shoot to the bank I'm a money pistol

Weezy beat the beat up like Sonny Liston

Redbone do me good then her friend assist her

I mean the b***h she never met her best friend or sister

I leave the p***y micro soft like Windows Vista

Young Tunechi pop that coochie for a goon ho

Bullet in you boy's memory now you act like you don't know

Eastside who I do it for Eagle Street right by the store

Katrina wiped the city out but couldn't f**k with Hollygrove

Lost some real n***as I knew from a long time ago

But heaven or hell I'm hoping that they be where I'mma go

Take a n***a's gal and make her come give me a private show

Still long hair don't care like a Navajo

I'm the hardest s**t go in your a*s and search

I smash this verse and I swag and surf

No ceilings