Lil' Wayne - Before Tune Gets Back lyrics

rate me

Mannn, Mike, cut something on man you know

Never let me get on nothing dawg

Man cut man cut man cut some more man

Hurry up though before tune gets back, come on

Yea, D5 mothaf*cka

It’s Tunechi Junior bitch

Pops let me go ahead get em one time, ya hear me?

Hold up

Turn my mothaf*ckin mic on

And I ain’t leavin' til the mothaf*ckin light’s on

This ain’t a dick, this a mothaf*ckin python

And if it’s well call me, fuck Tyrone

You know what? It’s time for y’all niggas to sit

Big ass house, no room bullshit

Such a slash, told me chuck, you ain’t rich

But tell that yo side nigga suck my dick

‘Cause I got a lot of sperm if you need it, sperm if you need it

I made ya go crazy for no f*ckin reason

I beat you p**sy niggas up til you start bleeding

Menstrual cycle, fuck it, go ahead bleach em

Diarrhea, I’m runnin this shit, I’m just getting my laps on

All my niggas strapped up and y’all p**sy niggas got strap ons

Bitch we breathe these 5 stars, bitch we bleed these 5 stars

YMCMB, you can come get fucked by 5 stars

She done got to comfortable, I done made her stupid ass walk home

I kill a beat, the back row and the yap rolled on as a mothaf*ckin superdome

Okay you know I’m a f*ckin beast, yea I’m f*ckin creep

You can get these 30 clips Tunechi wanna make a scene

Tune let me off the leis, now I run the fuckin streets

2 finger in her pussy then I tell that pussy peace uh

It’s Chuckee, she say yo name Chuckee? Said no, my name Suck me

Introduce you to T if your stupid ass lucky

Flip roll em fat,kinda got my nose stuffin

All my niggas on gas, quick trip

And all my niggas gonna blast this shit

See all y’all niggas doing bad as shit

So really I’ma act a fuckin aston ship

Truck fit on my neck

That truck mean I truck your ass

She got junk up in her trunk

I guess it’s time to take out the trash

And you thought this shit was over

Got paper like a f*ckin school folder

If her grass ain’t cut get the lawnmower

Tony tell em bitches it’s Libra Gang

Vocal lessons, let the Nina sing

Before I leave up out this bitch they gonna know my f*ckin name

Birdman Junior, junior

Fuck a dog, bitch I got a puma

Man these niggas pussy stank no wonder why I was smelling tuna

Lame ass boys don’t want no trouble

P**sy niggas just a bunch of suckers

Smashin all these moms, you can call me a motherfucker

Man I’m bout to act an ass and this shit here, she’s a little teased

But big Whitney on my personal, look girls hey say hercules

Bitch I’m leaving B.I.G, my gun is little Cesar

If that girl don’t pop it off, I’ll just skeet right on her reef

Okay that gold pack in my pocket, I’m like a rag up in a socket

And when I cock that niner nine you better not cock block me

YMB the shit, I say damn everybody else

I be kickin girls out the condo, I got a black belt

Huh, big bird say it’s your time nigga

Let what the fuck the man said

Boy I body these verse that’s why it cost an arm an a leg

Left that coochy smoking, she gonna fail her drug test

My chain on freeze, call my shit under arrest

Go!

Mike turn the mic off dawg

Fuck I’m just playin around dawg

Mike cut the beat off before Tune get back

Thanks to tmill for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to tre for correcting these lyrics