I'm Blooded Lyrics

[Intro]Py till I die Just because! Py till I die Pyru B's up Bitch I'm me [Chorus]Young Money is the label Let us in the door, coming in this bitch all red to the floor And I'm Blooded, soo woo And I'm Blooded, soo woo I got Bloods on stage, Bloods at my shows Fuck with my Bloods, got blood on your clothes And I'm Blooded, soo woo And I'm Blooded soo woo
[Verse 1]Once again it's on, yeah I'm back in the booth Stand at the top like a tack in the roof Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe Rappers talking about me but I don't give a hoot These niggas still lying I'm the motherfucking truth Talk tough till I knock off your koufe And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof They hating on me, I'm just trying to be Weezy Just like Young Jeezy in a Lamborghini Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm seeing 3D Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC's All red, so these hoes know who we be We B's, Bloods, we B's Pop, pop flow, y'all niggas sweet peas Getting high on a yacht, call it sea weed [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/im-blooded-lyrics-lil-wayne.html ] [Chorus]
[Verse 2]Yeah, I advance my flow, and they must like that They like it so much, they say they write that Barking at the dog, but I don't bite back I ain't CPR, I ain't bringing they life back Bad CPR, bad bitch on a bike back Skittles on my wrist, yeah nigga the bright pack I'ma shine, I live where the light at Air Force fly, call me a night jet Brand new coupe, same color as the sky The dash same too, y'all know I'm going to try Cop pull me over, y'all know I'm going to lie They go up in my trunk, y'all know I'm going to fry Them niggas throwing salt all over my fries So I'ma just walk all over them guys Niggas throwing darts, never hit the bull's-eye Young Money bitch, New Orleans, Eastside [Chorus]
[Verse 3]Yeah, been around the world rep the same thing Been around the world it's the same gang B's up, B's up, flame gang, blat, blat, blat, blat, bang, bang I told my homie Streetz you can't sleep on life So he popped an X pill and didn't sleep all night I ain't worried about you, I'm just trying do me Last album did two, I'm just trying do three I am what every pair of eyes ought to see Bitches wish they could just call and order me My momma used to tell me "Get a 9 to 5" Cash Money made her say "Never mind I'm fine"
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