Lil` Wayne La La Lyrics

La La Lyrics

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La, la la la, la, la la la la



(Uh!)

Sittin' in a Caddy, (W)right like Betty

Floatin' up
the isle like the bride and her daddy

Hip-Hop addict, hip-hop addict

Man I swear I'm on top like the attic

Yea b*tch I be wit' my dog like
Shaggy

And we stay clean but we get dirty like Harry

Flyer than
bluebirds, cardinals, and canaries

F**k me, I'm all about weed like
Paris

Hilton, presidential suite already

I'm richer than Nicole and
I'm a Lion like her daddy

I am hotter than the Sunday after Saturday

I swear I'm a savage like Noah, Ben, and Randy

Oscar De La Hoya, box ya
like a casket

Or Diego Coralles, n*gga keep jabbin'

See my style it
varies, like drugs in an alley

My leather so soft my paint prettier than
Halle

Wittier than comedy, n*gga write a parody

But I ain't tellin'
jokes... apparently

A parent, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my
eye

You hurt her you kill me and n*gga I ain't 'bout to die

See
y'all are at ground, and my daughter is my sky

I swear I look in her face
and I just want to break out and fly

4 tears in my face and you ain't
never heard me cry

I'm richer than all y'all I got a bank full of
pride



Ow, started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Nigga I'm
the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette

Started with my girlfriend,
ended with her homies

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

started out hustlin', e-ended up
ballin

Nigga I'm the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette



My
paint bubblelicious, the motor so vicious

The rims the same color as the
wrapper of a kisses; Hersey's

I'm hyper, jumpin like a piston

And
when I'm in Detroit I be ballin' like a Piston

oh, and did I mention I'm
fly like a pigeon

Higher than gas prices, you Las Vegas trickin

I'm
nine under par in the Bentley golf cart

The Polo be cream but the bottle's
caviar (yeah!)

Weezy I'm sick from all this tourin'

You told me (sip
this,) then call me in the morning (yeah)

And I vow I never trust another
woman ('nother woman)

In my life, and then I got horny (ah hah)



Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Nigga I'm the shit, get
the f**k up out my toilette

Started with my girlfriend, ended with her
homies

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin',
ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin', e-ended up ballin'

Nigga I'm
the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette



See I ain't goin' no
where bitch

You know a nigga been home honey

Money f**kin'
retarded, called it down syndrome money

My cake sick shift, they diagnose
sickle cell bread

The revenue stream got a disease like a jail bed

Like a mattress from Sing-Sing or way down to Comstock

These bitches
call me bling king I shit when the bomb drop

And sprinkle diamonds all
over niggas flawless in D-Class

Then twinkle like a shine, just like a
sparkle from clean Glass

They movin' on a nigga as I walk through valley,
ready?

And Zulu with the cameras like I'm dickin' down Halle Berry

My money help me do things that you nigga's can't believe

Like purchase
personal plates on sort of things that you can't conceive

Like interactin'
with women, on caliber of Janet

I sit and master my vision and massacre
the planet

I hope you nigga's know just what it is

When I'm
countin' my paper, nigga's know I'm handlin' my biz



Started out
hustlin', ended up ballin'

Nigga I'm the shit, get the f**k up out my
toilette

Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies

Started
out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Started out hustlin', ended up ballin'

Nigga I'm the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette