《Glory》歌词

歌曲： Glory

所属专辑：Free Weezy Album

歌手： Lil Wayne

时长： 05:06

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Glory - Lil Wayne[00:00:00]

Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on[00:00:27]

I'm about to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone[00:00:29]

Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong[00:00:33]

The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong[00:00:36]

I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want[00:00:39]

I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't[00:00:42]

Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka[00:00:45]

That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa[00:00:48]

AK-47 my business partner, business is swell[00:00:51]

French kiss a bitch, [00:00:54]

she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell[00:00:55]

I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well[00:00:57]

Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail[00:01:00]

From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell[00:01:03]

I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale[00:01:06]

These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls[00:01:09]

Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails[00:01:12]

Uh, glory, hallelujah[00:01:16]

Holy shit, I'm the holy shit I'm God's manure[00:01:19]

I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers[00:01:22]

I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles[00:01:25]

And now you sleep, [00:01:27]

I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters[00:01:29]

You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, [00:01:31]

'Cock-a-doodle'[00:01:33]

I'm awkward, cuckoo, [00:01:34]

I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo[00:01:35]

I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory[00:01:37]

I'm awkward, cuckoo, [00:01:39]

I'm awkward, cuckoo, [00:01:42]

I'm awkward, cuckoo, [00:01:43]

I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo[00:01:44]

I'm hotter than Honolulu, [00:01:46]

my clothes and socks and shoes new[00:01:47]

I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU[00:01:49]

Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too[00:01:52]

I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther[00:01:55]

I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her[00:01:58]

My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas[00:02:01]

I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than tigers, Nikes, Pumas[00:02:04]

Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on[00:02:07]

My weed louder than underarms and car alarms[00:02:10]

Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long[00:02:13]

I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board[00:02:16]

But all this fuckin' artist drawin' is the art of war[00:02:19]

These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark[00:02:22]

I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark[00:02:25]

I whip the work like tartar sauce, [00:02:28]

you want it hard or raw, huh?[00:02:30]

Uh, glory, hallelujah[00:02:33]

Holy shit , I'm the shit , Porta-Potty Tunechi[00:02:34]

Unload the Glock profusely, when sortin' out confusion[00:02:37]

Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart[00:02:40]

I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins[00:02:43]

Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence[00:02:46]

Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, [00:02:49]

start talkin' to it[00:02:51]

It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit [00:02:52]

and you party poopin'[00:02:54]

Lord, oh, Lord[00:02:55]

Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe[00:02:59]

I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated[00:03:01]

The broads' elated, my boys are faded, [00:03:05]

my car's the latest[00:03:06]

My bars the greatest, [00:03:07]

they rated X like Marvel made it[00:03:08]

She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, [00:03:10]

they orphans maybe[00:03:12]

We got that white girl like in the '80s, [00:03:14]

that Marcia Brady[00:03:15]

I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, [00:03:17]

I'm warm as Haiti[00:03:19]

I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy[00:03:20]

Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental[00:03:23]

Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' [00:03:25]

without credentials[00:03:27]

That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, [00:03:28]

we need our privacy'[00:03:30]

Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably[00:03:32]

Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies[00:03:35]

No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus[00:03:38]

No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory[00:03:41]

It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory[00:03:44]

Uh, glory, hallelujah[00:03:48]

Holy shit , I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser[00:03:50]

My towel's newer, [00:03:53]

my powder room is for powder-users[00:03:54]

You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus[00:03:56]

My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', [00:03:59]

my partner's ruthless[00:04:01]

My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, [00:04:02]

she poppin' roofies[00:04:04]

I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human[00:04:05]

You are not immune to this kind of music, [00:04:07]

you got 'em, Tunechi[00:04:10]

You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em[00:04:12]