Lil Wayne — Burn lyrics

[Intro - dj Drama]
You n****s gon' learn today
Ymcmb n***a

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Uh, hammer on the dresser, work on the stove
I'm sitting on the counter blowing purp out my nose
Red bone naked, in the bed flexin'
I say: "bitch I ain't impressed, you must of got the wrong impression"
Uh, I ain't with the bs, I'm flyer than pf
Man, we living in hell like a deep breath
Real n****s with real money, real b*****s with fake asses
If she don't wanna f**k, I get on my skateboard and I skate pass her
Money on the table, guns on the table
B***h I'm on that syrup, tell that hoe: "let go my ego"
And my girlfriend is a choppa, I finger f**k that hoe
Hello I am Tunechi, you had me at "hello"
Uh, drop top Maybach, clean like Ajax
Man I don't f**k with none of you n****s like rednecks
We got that work so come and get if we don't know you, you pay tax
I put a hole in your apple, what that is? Apple Jacks
Uh, p***y n***a I'll murder you then dance at your funeral
Blood I'll have a n***a drinking his own blood, communion
Wake up like Bone Thugs, I'll call your bluff, pick the phone up
Her titties fake but they look real, cubic zirconia's
Run up in your house, spare the kids and kill the grown ups
Your b***h call me when she hot, Krispy Kreme doughnuts
Shout out to my new hoes, shout out to my old hoes
I'll still wear that a** out like a wardrobe
B***h, what they gon' say?
I'm still eating rappers on my f*****g lunch break
Bad yellow b***h with a tongue like a snake
I let her suck my d**k and then I f**k her to some Drake

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
And then I let that Kush burn, let that Kush burn
Yeah I let that Kush burn
Smoking gasoline, b***h
The booth on fire, I'm in here getting higher
Young Money, b***h we at the top like barbwire

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Uh, money on my mind, I ain't thinking 'bout no b***h
I'm talking 'bout that scratch like my mot*****in' throat itch
Uh, stop stuntin', if you ballin' buy your b***h somethin'
Stayed on the same team like Tim Duncan
S**t get real, if you scared go to catholic school
And if we want it, straight jack it like a padded room
Shoot your a** 100 times and stand over you
Lil Tunechi so fly, I got arachnophobia
Burn b***h, ak in my firm grip
Leap if you feeling like Kermit, sermons
Preach, reach and I'll smoke your a** like Cheech
I be faded like bleach, double barrel, Siamese
I like my swisher obese, f**k that b***h like police
F**k these haters with no grease, you get chin checked, goatee
Money talks b***h and mine talks like Robin Leach
That lean got me slow as Lisa Turtle, ask Screech
Uh, bank card heavy, my wallet like a barbell
My girl got a fat cat, I call that s**t Garfield
We'll bring the O. K. Corral to your doorbell
We pull triggers, not coattails, I make lump sums, oatmeal
I'm stuntin', gettin' new money
Trukfit money, Mountain Dew money, tell 'em
I get better like fine wine, I'm fire like cayenne
In the words of my n***a bp, I'll hit a b***h with a car bomb
Lil' b***h
N****s gon' talk, they ain't talking 'bout s**t
N****s gon' bark, I go Mike Vick
F**k them f**k-n****s on that f**k-s**t
Suck a n***a d**k for some trukfit

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Then let that Kush burn, let that Kush burn
Yeah I let that Kush burn
Smoking gasoline, b***h
The booth on fire, I'm in here getting higher
Holla at a n***a if you want that Oscar Mayer

[Outro - Lil Wayne]
Dedication 4
Meek, Sean, f**k with me
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