Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Lil Wayne - Blowing Up Fast ------------------------------------------ Lil' Wayne Blowing up Fast Lyrics: bitch I'm Mack Maine and this young money lil brotha get 'em straight out the hood a young hoodlum done what I shouldn't did when they say I couldnt hid where all the killers hid at hung where the otha hustlas slung at waitin on da get back get dat flip dat debatin on da mix match switch dat from dope to coke I'm going up fast now you niggaz is slowin up fast (secret weapons) i can hear myself but I can't feel myself, I wanna feel myself like tweet! now my niggaz is blowin up ass if I tell 'em you niggaz is holdin up cash rollin up steppin outta the phantom's ass put cha lighters away ur talkin 2 a can of gas there's nuthin 2 say no matter who comes to ask and murder ain't funny but we do love to laugh shit we jus livin take money take baths take a nigga bitch and fuck her and send her back wit nothin now isn't dat disgusting give him back his sista give him back his cousin yea go make a stack or sumthin go and buy urself a spine and give back da frontin yea and to end dat discussion I been had strength I just got da muscle fuck ya this that n the otha I see my people struggle wish that they wasn't the government try to put us in a muzzle [ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/bj6 ] but ur 2 fingaz ain't the pieces to da puzzle shit so to each his own hustle and I hustle all night and then go home to the fussin then wake up to the fuckin breakfast in bed don't 4get my english muffin hawaiin punch tastes like robitussin a nigga jus livin jus breathin jus puffin come on mama drop that La Perla dick millimeter cock back and murda thank senorita we cannot go any further if my girl catch us both in the spot she will merk us pussy niggaz talkin all that slop we will merk his hungry ass niggaz I tote 2 hamburgers who want beef who want beef I bring it to ur front door and now you seem nervous 2 seater swervin traffic 2 hell wit it shit u can't die wit it can't go to jail wit it might as well wild in it passin in it fail in it me I excel fishtail and tailwhip it give them niggaz sumthin 2 tell them bitches smellin like money at the full court scrimage the fam at the table got a 4 course dinner young money cash money throw confedi on da winners and yet he understood us so when we told em' break it off cuz gangstas dont' talk one word'll be a war and yo platoon can't handle the destruction hard body baby killin sound like seduction them niggaz chase dope bitches follow the instructions sometimes you gotta put the whole rooster in the oven so tell the public I'ma do my thing just as soon as I hear dat bing I got it coming comin' up you niggaz jus runners up and runnin up'll get u in dat wheel chair forever it's watever I'm still here forever cuz the lil'nigga better than all you niggaz together I'm gone