John

John （翰）-Lil Wayne （尔·韦恩）/Rick Ross
Fo'fo'bulldog'my muthaf-cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch
I'm f-cking her good'she got her legs on my neck
I get p-ssy'mouth and a**'call that b**ch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy'I'ma starve her to death
Top down'it's upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I ain't cum yet
You f-ck with me wrong'I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long'I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I ain't talking bout a sketch
I pay these n-ggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a b**ch I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47is my f-cking address'huh
I'm not a star'somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today'remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis'I'm talking all brown linen'huh
Big black n-gga'and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe'b**ch I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high'swish
I'm swimming in the yellow b**ch'boss
In the red 911looking devilish
Red beam make a b**ch n-gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n-gga d**e
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected'got killers off in Chicago
I'm not a star'somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today'remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis'I'm talking all brown linen'huh
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther'b**ch I'm red fox
Big bee's'Red Sox
I get money to kill time'dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n-gga who don't give a f-ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P-ssy n-ggas sweet'you n-ggas center bun
I'm in a red b**ch'she said she finna cum
200thou on a chain'I don't need a piece
That banana clip'let Chiquita speak
Dark shades'Eazy E
Five letters'YMCMB
B**ch a**n-gga'p-ssy a**n-gga
I see ya looking'what ya looking at n-gga
You know the rules'kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday
I'm not a star'somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo a**apart than I put myself together
YMCMB'double M'we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that b**ch gon bang
Red on the wall'Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my b**ch
My first home invasion'pocket gain and 40bricks
Son of a b**ch'than I made a great escape
Ain't it funny momma'only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh'hop out like I'm santa claus
N-ggas gather round'got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays'muthaf-ck huddle up
I'm not a star'somebody lied'I got a chopper in the car
Yeah