Hittas Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Is it true you performed with 

Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards? 

I don't know, but I know I did perform at this bad ass 

bitch birthday party recently. She's crazy stupid thick 

Mack in here 

Tell them hoes get they mind right 

Tell them niggas back up 

Man, I heard the truth is hard to swallow, do you have cups? 

Used the rope to hang myself to tie a money bag up 

Tell 'em get they iron right before Iron-Man come 

Tell e'm bring my car around 

Tell 'em bitches lap up 

I'ma cut this music down 

Tell 'em put they apps up 

Tell 'em throw they pride out 

Roll them windows back up 

Money in the air, who say white men can't jump? 

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Catch that nigga late night on the phone at a gas pump 

Let me get the phone and the car once its gassed up 

AK-47 make a sittin' duck stand up 

I could let it blast, but I much rather have one 

Tell 'em bring my car around 

Tell 'em bitches lap up 

Then them hoes get passed down 

Then them hoes get passed up 

Sittin' on this money to me feel like a cactus 

I'm stickin' to this shit 

You woulda better not hop yo' ass up 

Tell 'em, I got hittas woadie 

I got, yeah I got plenty woadie 

I got hittas woadie 

I got, yeah I got plenty woadie 

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I got hittas woadie 

Yeah I got plenty woadie 

And they just wait for the word 

This shit like Wheel of Fortune 

Goddamn, these snitches nosy 

Goddamn, these snitches nosy 

Nigga, I'm a ass with that semi 

Call me semicolon 

Yeah I got hittas woadie 

Yeah I got plenty woadie 

They kick the door and kill yo' ass and leave the children snoring 

I'm sippin' lean out a glass 

Make me feel important 

I made some green in the past and now it's good as golden 

Yeah 

Clearly, Lil Wayne answers to no one 

I got hittas woadie 

I got, yeah I got plenty woadie 

I got hittas woadie 

I got, yeah I got plenty woadie 

I'm so lifted, I'm so lifted 

I wrote my will in hieroglyphics 

Weezy, where you been? The people miss you 

Crickets 

I got hittas and they not kidders 

That's my niggas 

You got niggas but they not hittas 

They got jitters, they get hit up 

I'm placin' figures on your niggas 

Takin' niggas 

Don't make a difference 

I got shooters, on phone with suitors 

They armed and brutal 

, 'cause we don't doo-doo 

We drop conclusions 

I got sprayers, all type of sprayers 

We gon' need Google 

I got paper, on top of paper 

We gon' need rulers 

I'm effective, been doin' numbers since Roman numerals 

Strong as sumo, we armed as usual 

My hittas hungry 

, bazookas chew you 

Just like bazookas, don't confuse 'em 

We only hittas, y'all only humans 

Don't get hit up, woadie 

'Cause I got hittas woadie 

He's a very small child. And I just said he was a genius, 

you know what I'm sayin'? Which I used to pray, 

and ask the Lord to send me one. You know, he did. 

He's so smart, I can't teach him nothin'. He's done been here before