Lil` Wayne Fly In Lyrics

Fly In Lyrics

So they asked me

Young boy, whatchu gonna do the second time around?

How you gonna come back?

I try told ‘em I come back like thirty-two

I jump back like thirty-three

Uh, hit me, that’s nothing

This here’s Tha Carter 2 people, this here’s Tha Carter 2
people



Hey, they call me Mr. Carter

I kissed the daughter

Of the dead’s forehead

I killed the father

Spilled the heart of a mildew hata

I will put them bodies on chill like glaciers

Classiest, I’m craziest, it’s obvious

Going against me is atheist

I got my angels on my shoulder

And a quarter of that angel dust

I ain’t sniffin’ I’m just pitchin’ your honor

I ain’t snitchin’ your honor

Hate bitch niggas bitches with power

Vacate when the kitchen get hotter

I just sit on the counter

Open the cabinet, close the cupboard

Put that jar in the skillet drop a four in the bubbles

I remember bein’ young tryin’ to hustle my dope

Tryin’ to tell the old junkies that my crack ain’t soap

Tryin’ to tell you ‘fore you jump that my mack ain’t
broke

You ain’t tryin’ to see how far that black batman go

No, call me pacman your ghost is blue

I got my red river rubies and my ocean blue

Jewelry, usually I’m a hooligan for the money

Yeah I’m eatin’ but I got a tapeworm in my tummy

Make harm and I bomb you in public

Getchu with the straight arm no warning, nothin’

Look it’s mornin’, no yawnin’ or nothin’

I ain’t sleepin’, I’m up tryin’ to take a niggas
lunch

You gonna make a nigga break a nigga first

Then shake a nigga’s shorts and we takin’ what we want

I’m so five-oh-four you gotta kill me here

If you ever lookin’ for me bitch I will be here

Cash money is the army, navy seal me here

Alotta niggas ran from me but I still be here

No chrome on the Continental

I’m so fundamental

Crack the feel, crack the roof and roll up the window

And my hood love me they tell me bring it home

That’s why I holler Holly Grove on each and every song

You leapin’ at a dog, a dog with no bark

Just a bite like an old shark

And all you rich niggas know par

I’m talkin’ about Stunna

He like keep your dough he got your hoe

When the sun shines on the king

And sets on the prince,I met the birdman

And I been shinin’ ever since, like that