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"Rep My Hood" lyrics by LIL WAYNE & JUELZ SANTANA
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"Rep My Hood"

[Juelz Santana:]
I can't feel my face [laughs]
I can't feel my face
As I sit back relax shawty head in my lap
In the back of the Bently gettin head from the back (you know)
And she ain't gotta head full of naps so I'm pushin on her head from the back
Gimme that (gimme that)
Up and down, down and up gimme that laffy taffy came on she gave me head to
The snaps like (doom doom da doom doom)
She made me like the song she wrong
She bout action, bout work, she suck dick like a vacumm suck dirt
I call her the quicker picker upper cause she quick to pick the nut up
Quicker than a nigga tell her pick the nut up ya dig bitch
Now let me tell you about the six shot lugar that I keep for u busters if you twitch I'll
Shoot ya, I'll buck ya, I'll bang ya,
I'll move ya like a dead car battery trust me I'll boost ya no car cables
I'll hang like a hanger in the closet, no coat on the hanger
Just hang you in the closet
Boy, I can just leave you where you stand or just shoot you in the end
And meet you wher you land

[Lil Wayne:]
I can't feel my face
Yeah I can't feel my face (yea)
I came to rep my hood
I gotta ride clean
I gotta smoke good
I'm pullin on big fat cigars like Suge
I ain't gotta explain what's already understood
Baby I'm a G I'm just tryna get full
That hot ass 380 keep me warm like wool
Nigga's talkin shit I wish a nigga would boy
You smellin like shit from a bull boy
I got alot but I can never get enough
Man them 26 inches got the low low sittin up (yup)
Mama I can fix ya so you need to hook it up (yup)
Rocky marciano how I beat the pussy up (yup)
You not a soprano play pussy get fucked
Hit a nigga from a hundred yards like (puck)
Shit you really ain't compared dog choppers split ya ass in half now they can
Share ya'll that's the game stop lookin for a fair call
Pussy cat nigga's watch them cough up a hair ball
Lookin at nigga's like why you gotta stare dog
Choppers cut heads off and it doesn't cut hair off
These nigga's air soft yea soft shell taco mild sauce
Move the Ferrari like a wild horse
Or I'll get choufered like a mob boss
Yeah feel my swagger nigga I'm softer than a knight sword blade and dagger
Don't play with me bastard (buck em buck em buck em)
Don't play with Casper
Duct tape don't break the wrapper
I sell it to them whole and they'll pay me faster (yea)
Bitch make me rich if not then make me cum then make me grits
Bitch blow on these dice make me rich
Now watch me bet my whole hand on a 8 or a 6, a 10 or a 4, a 5 or 9
Hey hey little rappers it's survival time

[Thanks to Donte Walker for these lyrics]

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