Lil’ Wayne – Reggae Shit Lyrics

Don’t bring scared business to me

Mon roughest, toughest rude boy (papa smurf)

Me murda for fun

Ya heard me?

Momma used to tell me as a boy to do right

But the boy saw papa come home with the money every night

Now me no wanna hear it I’m a Hustle I’m a fight

It go one through an ear and come out de other side

Man I throw ’em off the pier if em ass want fly

Got work in me house

Got work in me ride

Get money all year dem three-six-five

(Yea)Money all year dem three-six-five

Now New orleans fire/fiya come for money better give it up

Pussy dem have to die me call dem suited to ya area

When we on a building know dem roof we have to raise it up

One blunt blaze it up

Two blunt blaze it up

Run on de gangsta dem retarded dem a idiot

Blood come from dem like de lady on de period

Welcome to the zoo things about to get crazier

One shot blaze it up

Two shots BlO! BlO!

Bloodyyy

Blood is thicker than the water

Moneyyy

DOn’t let the fuck boy dem take from

Meee

And now you see

The rude boy me da O.G.

(ALl me brethren say)Bloodyyy

Blood is thicker than the water

Moneyyy

DOn’t let the fuck boy dem take from

Meee

And now you see

The rude boy me da O.G. (E)

Momma used to tell me as a boy to do right

But the boy saw papa (Southern Slime)come home with the money every night

Now me no wanna hear it I’m a Hustle I’m a fight

It go one through an ear and come out de other side

Man I throw ’em off the pier if them ass want fly

Got work in me house

Got work in me ride

Get money all year dem three-six-five

(Yea)Money all year dem three-six-five

New orleans boy come for de loot dem have to give it up

Pussy dem have to die cause dem killas to dem area

When we in the building know de roof we have to raise it up

One blunt blaze it up

Two blunt blaze it up

Run on the gangsta dem retarded dem a idiot

Blood come from dem like dem lady on de period

Welcome to de zoo things about to get crazier

One shot blaze it up

Two shots BlO! BlO!

Trust meee…

Dem gunna wanna fuck with me nooo

Me walk round with de steel pon me

On me

Me have to leave the murder scene

So fresh, so clean

Me no need no police on me

Nooo

Me put me gun up in me jeans

Me light up on me trees

And a rude a boy a keep goin

Ooo

If dem(ya) lookin fa mee

Just tell them I’ll bee where nobody knooows

Ooo

(Yo it’s time to meet your connect)Me tryin to take

A bad girl with me

Ooo yea

(ooo)And me tryin to take me a rude girl/gal with me

(c’mon gal)

Momma used to tell me as a boy to do right

But the boy saw papa (Southern Slime)come home with the money every night

Now me no wanna hear it I’m a Hustle I’m a fight

It go one through an ear and come out the other side

Man I throw ’em off the pier if em ass want fly

Got work in me house

Got work in me ride

Get money all year dem three-six-five

(Yea)Money all year dem three-six-five

Bloodyyy…

Blood is thicker than the water

Moneyyy…

Don’t let the fuck boy dem take from

Meee…

And now you see

The rude boy me da O.G.

(All me brethren say)Bloodyyy…

Blood is thicker than the water

Moneyyy…

Don’t let the fuck boy dem take from

(Diamonds on my dam chain starts…)