Текст Lil’ Wayne – Yeezy Sneakers

You might have to trap for me
You know I got mouths to feed
You know they got bitches that’d die to be
The bitch that’ll die for me

Strap doves to a body and fly to me
But you get too high to me
And you don’t even believe in Yeezus
Why you wearing Yeezy sneakers
She ain’t never swallowed semen
I don’t even believe her speeches
You can’t even keep a secret
Why you have Victoria Secret
You don’t even believe in peace
I’m fucking you with both my fingers

Maybe, I’m out your league, bitch
You know there’s no more me’s bitch
You need to show more cleavage
V-neck polo tees, bitch
You need to patch your weave, bitch
You need to pack your things, bitch
You on some «I had a dream» shit
It’s back to reality, bitch
She don’t even roll the weed
All she do is roll her eyes
All she know is social media
We don’t even socialize

I feel like North Korea
Even though we oceanside
All I say is «mama-mia»
She don’t even know her moms
All she say is «This your pussy»
She say that to most of the guys
She don’t even know it’s dry
I can’t even open fire
She don’t even close her eyes
She don’t even close the blinds
She spit all over the D
I’m sticky like porcupines
She don’t even compromise
I still make her cum three times
I still make her snort some lines
And make her look so surprised
I still her make her recognize
Make her exercise to a sexier size
Then I tell her how to tell her better lies
Now her extra guys think she never lie
We got a better bond, we have a better time
She got a wetter pine
I cum ahead of time and a second time
And in record time, I’m a New Orleans nigga
I make a second line, I’m a Megatron
I got her legs up like the Omega sign
And I know she rolling ’cause I checked her tires
Then I checked her eyes, she a little rough around the edges, fine
Like Checkers fries
And the X was mine
She requested five
So I gave her twenty, told her stretch the high
We had sex ’til nine, ate breakfast tired
Fell asleep eye-to-eye, on her thigh
Then she woke up like «Oh my God» and tried to rectify
But if you naked, why?
If you mesmerized, be mesmerized
If you scared to love, I’m death-defying
Got to make your mind, I’ma make the guap
Got to take your time, I’ma take the shot
I’ma wake the block, I’ma break the lock
Then rape your thot, then shake the spot
I’ma shake your hand when I see you out
I’ma shake my head when you turn around
Cops shake they head when they see your house
We shot it up, but look like we burned it down
Hor-Horror scene, bitch
Everyday Halloween, bitch
Kidnap, hide and seek, bitch
I’m a legend like Socrates, bitch
I aim at your collard green, bitch
Bada-boom, bada-bing, bitch
I’m looking for a solid, clean bitch
I told her «Look, honestly», bitch

You ain’t gotta lie to me
But you might have to lie for me
You might have to trap for me
You know I got mouths to feed
You know they got bitches that’ll die to be
The bitch that’d die for me

Sticking to a nigga like Siamese
And you just on the side of me
And you don’t even like Adidas
Why you wearing Yeezus sneakers?
She ain’t never had a threesome
I don’t even believe her speeches
She don’t even believe in freedom
But all she giving me is freebies
You don’t even believe in peace
I’m fucking her with both my fingers

Six shit
To be continued…
D6!