Lil Wayne ft. Drake - Right Above It :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones
- Artist : Lil Wayne
- Song : Right Above It
- Album : I'm Not a Human Being EP
Lil Wayne has came out with his new hit song "Right Above It" featuring hip-hop prince Drake. The song was premiered on DJ Clue's Power 105.1 radio show on August 4th. It will be included in his upcoming EP, 'I'm Not a Human Being' to be released on September 27,2010 which is Lil Wayne's birthday.
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Lil Wayne Right Above It Lyrics :-
Who really tryna f-ck with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley Gee, bro
Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I'm tryna tell you something that you prolly should know
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
My real friends never hearin' from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused
I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same building, but we got different views
I got a couple cars I never get to use
Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos
And these days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them b-tches find the floor
Plus I just sipped and so this shit is movin' kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
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It's Young Money, motherf-cker
If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, motherf-cker, all right
Now somebody show some money in this b-tch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this b-tch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
Meet me on the fresh train
Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names
And all of my riders do not give a f-ck, X Games
Guns turn you boys into b-tches, s-x change
And I smoke 'til I got chest pains
And you niggas know I rep my game like Jesse James
Women all possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the p-p-plane
Skinny pants and some Vans
Call me Triple 8, get my advance in advance, amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand
Uh, wake up and smell the p-ssy
You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me
I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me
Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but don't push me
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
We on
It's Young Money, motherf-cker
If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, motherf-cker, all right
Now somebody show some money in this b-tch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this b-tch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
How do he say what's never said?
Beautiful black woman, I bet that b-tch look better red
Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more off my second leg
Bird-bi-birdman Junior, eleventh grade
Ball on automatic start
I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, check the paw prints
We in the building, niggas in apartments
N-now, c'mon, be my blood donor
Flow so nice, she ain't gotta put a rug on her
Do it big, and let the small fall under that
Damn, where you stumbled out?
From where they make gumbo at
Kane got the f-ckin' beat jumpin' like a jumping jack
You know me, I get on this b-tch and have a heart attack
Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, b-tch, nothin' short of that
President Carter, Young Money Democrat
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
We on
It's Young Money, motherf-cker
If you ain't runnin' wit it, run from it, motherf-cker, all right
Now somebody show some money in this b-tch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this b-tch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first
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