Bugatti Lyrics - Lil' Twist

Microphone check, I still don't hear my... 

Oh yeah I do, yeah I do 

Who the fuck is Stevie J? 

[Hook 1: Lil Wayne] 

Don't be lookin' for no donations 

You get dick, then reservations 

I get pussy then hibernation 

I start humpin' soon as I wake up 

I woke up in some new punani 

He woke up bleedin' like "who shot me?" 

I kept shootin'; Boo said "you got 'em". 

Now, all we gotta do is get rid of the body. 

But anyway I woke up in some new punani 

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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] 

I was drunk as a bitch, drunk as a bitch 

But not drunk as that bitch 

I got in that shit acted donkey in it 

Junk in her trunk, hope my trunk he can fit 

Then she jumped on my dick like a monkey and shit 

Monkey see monkey do, banana clips 

Shoot at them niggas, no camera glitch 

Wax that ass, no candle stick 

And I run with some killers I eat with the mob 

Got some shit built up I keep it inside 

Red in my eyes, Mount Everest high 

Look dead in my eyes, see death in my eyes 

The TEK on my thigh and my aim so good 

I could shoot a fly or a bull in the eye 

Hold up, all bullshit aside 

A nigga almost died but I'm outchea 

Fuck around with a real nigga get murked 

I been paid my dues will I get reimbursed? 

Love it when she make faces 

Pussy feel like vacation 

Eat it like I'm dyin' of starvation 

I'm at the finish line, her heart racin' 

Give her the View, if she Caucasian 

My niggas wild as Jumanji 

You can call me an S.O.B 

Cause its skateboards over bugattis 

I used to be at them Heat games 

With better seats than Pat Riley 

Don't stop, pop that don't stop 

Pop that Ollie, Tunechi 

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[Verse 2: Boo] 

Sippin' on dumb, puffin' a J 

Met her tonight, fuck her today 

You tuck her away, I'm fuckin' her face 

Wine head, she's guzzling grapes 

Back shots, I'm holding her waist 

Freaky, I always freak... 

You know Tune my bro, but he ain't tryna meet ya 

Just bring your friend, both of us'll eat her 

Hater niggas be hungry 

Got a hundred shots to feed 'em 

Her panties are down, her legs is up 

We finally fucked, she starved for months 

Don't give a fuck, still I'll hit 

Never no feelings, no love for these hoes 

No flowers, we're simple, we fucked in the Rolls 

No flowers, we're simple, we fucked in the Rolls 

Royce - trick! 

Now they mad, I told they was 

Bitches'll be lying, I did the same 

Far from a square, don't mistake me for lame 

She's suckin' me off, I'm pokin' her brain 

She tell me keep goin', I'm doin' my thing 

That pussy so wet, I'm calling it rain 

I'm giving her hundreds, she's keeping my change 

I keep it a hundred, you do the same 

Most women front, but who do you blame? 

I gave you dick, you gave me pussy 

It's safe to say it's an even exchange... 

Bitch! 

[Hook 2: Lil Wayne] 

Don't be givin' out information 

You know niggas still on probation 

I get higher than expectations 

You know this is the Dedication 

I'm on that kush she on that molly 

I turn that pussy to Dasani 

Shout out my nigga Luca Brasi 

I don't know this ho 

So I must dash, no disguises 

Tunechi, I had to Dedication 5 it