Bless Lyrics – Lil Wayne

(I’ll buy a car before I tell the bitch I’m sorry) I’m sorry, I’m not sorry, I’m too gnarly for your shit, bitchI’ma make you go from calamari back to fishsticksThey put you in a whole new category when you…

(I’ll buy a car before I tell the bitch I’m sorry) I’m sorry, I’m not sorry, I’m too gnarly for your shit, bitchI’ma make you go from calamari back to fishsticksThey put you in a whole new category when you…

The way you know what I wantThe way they wish I wouldn’t fallThe way you save me from them dogsBaby, it’s disrespectfulBaby, it’s disrespectfulBaby, it’s disrespectfulBaby, it’s disrespectful (Yeah)(Let’s go, ah, yeah)Yeah Woah there, boy, don’t go there, boyTell me…

Oh, you found a pocket?Oh, I’ve got a locketAnd if I could just show you this docketThen, we could goWe could get a profit(AP, CashMoneyAP)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All my diamonds look like…

I say okay, okay, loser (Okay, loser)We go way, way back, I won’t say, “Okay, boomer” (Okay, okay)Ain’t shit sweet, I brush my teeth, but still my tooth hurt (Still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)You can not come to the…

Never hold my head highCan you feel the head high?Never hold my head highCan you feel the head high?Never hold my head highCan you feel the head high?Never hold my head highCan you feel the head high? I’m so afraid…

Loced outPistol grip in the trunk, stunt bluntGot me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click(Wanna fuck them kids, wanna fuck the world, wanna fuck them all, uh)Yeah Fuck them kidsAin’t got nice words for none of them…

Boy, we way too grownFor this shit (Mm)Boy, we way too grownFor this shit (Yeah) I ain’t havin’ it (No), oh, you mad again (‘Gain)Don’t you make me put you on the couch again (‘Gain)Don’t you make me kick you…

(Welcome to the camp) I hide my face and run far awayI get crazy, angstyWhen you get under my skinThe power it takes to make me cry that way (Mwah)Baby, I hate me (Yeah)When you get under my skin (When…

Huh, swapping out my blicks, for a brand new dirty stick (Huh)Porn stars on the jet, she don’t wanna eat nun’ but some X (Uh)Bulletproof the Maybach, president, go five percent (Five)We ain’t goin’ for shit, we sitting at Blitz,…

I already got the little gossip that they saw you yesterdayHaving a great time with the one you said had nothing to do withGod knows what you have doneWhy am I starting to ask? If he’s going to hurt my…