Young Money Hospital
Gudda Gudda Feat. Lil Wayne Lyrics
C'yeah
Yeah (let's get it)
Uh, yeah (let's get it)
Gudda, Gudda, Gudda, Gudda
(DJ Ill Will)
Get 'em
Young Money Hospital, I am so sick
Kill you and your dogs, you can call me Mike Vick
I'ma get-get silly, sick-sick with it
Foolish like Shawty Lo, and I'ma get-get get it
Stick shift kitted, Maserati orange
Got my top let back with the kamikaze doors, uh
Hoes all over me, crazy, no controlin' me
I hop up in them drawers and put that dick all in her ovaries
Gudda, bitch, you know it's me, I spit cooked coke
So when I rap it comes out like a quarter ki
Conduct disorderly, .44 bulldogs barkin', start sparkin'
And rip out your arteries (DJ Rockstar)
Uh-um, fresh off Tha Carter 3
Money ain't a thing, mothafucker, it's the only thing
Ha-ha, bitch, don't bother me
My cars so big, the license plate says "pardon me"
Yeah, Louie V locs on
And my jewelry just singin' like a slow song
Young Moola, bitch
You're fuckin' with some soldiers, hoorah, bitch
Hollygrove gangsta, mixtape mangler
Wheels on the coupe, lips bigger than Tapanga's
Two middle fingers, you don't know my anger
Better call the rangers, but you gon' need the angels
No homo, I got money out the anus
And I got them girls screamin', "Please Lil Wayne us"
Let me explain this
I'm like Travis Barker, I got stripes, I'm strapped and I'm famous
I tell myself you ought to be shameless
I pop a pill, and now I feel painless
And I'ma shoot that if I aim this
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no motherfuckin' sidekick
Like, like fuck that other side bitch
Eastside I ride around, and you know who you ride with
Then I'm at the hospital, if you survive it
Then I'm at your funeral just to see your body
Ha-ha, pussy nigga, I'm a hitman
And when it come to pussy, nigga, I'm a clit man
Haha, shit man, I got your girl on my arm like a wrist band
And anything I do my clique can
They can lean on me like a kick stand
I'ma take us to the top
And no, its not a rumor, it's the rock
Yeah (let's get it)
Uh, yeah (let's get it)
Gudda, Gudda, Gudda, Gudda
(DJ Ill Will)
Get 'em
Young Money Hospital, I am so sick
Kill you and your dogs, you can call me Mike Vick
I'ma get-get silly, sick-sick with it
Stick shift kitted, Maserati orange
Got my top let back with the kamikaze doors, uh
Hoes all over me, crazy, no controlin' me
I hop up in them drawers and put that dick all in her ovaries
Gudda, bitch, you know it's me, I spit cooked coke
So when I rap it comes out like a quarter ki
Conduct disorderly, .44 bulldogs barkin', start sparkin'
And rip out your arteries (DJ Rockstar)
Uh-um, fresh off Tha Carter 3
Money ain't a thing, mothafucker, it's the only thing
Ha-ha, bitch, don't bother me
My cars so big, the license plate says "pardon me"
Yeah, Louie V locs on
And my jewelry just singin' like a slow song
Young Moola, bitch
You're fuckin' with some soldiers, hoorah, bitch
Hollygrove gangsta, mixtape mangler
Wheels on the coupe, lips bigger than Tapanga's
Two middle fingers, you don't know my anger
Better call the rangers, but you gon' need the angels
No homo, I got money out the anus
And I got them girls screamin', "Please Lil Wayne us"
Let me explain this
I'm like Travis Barker, I got stripes, I'm strapped and I'm famous
I tell myself you ought to be shameless
I pop a pill, and now I feel painless
And I'ma shoot that if I aim this
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no motherfuckin' sidekick
Like, like fuck that other side bitch
Eastside I ride around, and you know who you ride with
Then I'm at the hospital, if you survive it
Then I'm at your funeral just to see your body
Ha-ha, pussy nigga, I'm a hitman
And when it come to pussy, nigga, I'm a clit man
Haha, shit man, I got your girl on my arm like a wrist band
And anything I do my clique can
They can lean on me like a kick stand
I'ma take us to the top
And no, its not a rumor, it's the rock
Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwayne Carter
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@catfishjimmy
Want to know why Wayne is the GOAT!? He killed a rhyme scheme that contained both "Hoorah" and 90's babe Topanga. Do you understand how hype that gets a 90's kid? lmfao GOAT4ever.
@ntedizzle6449
Facts I couldn't have said it better these young kids really don't know Wayne untill u listen to the dedication from top to bottom well said my friend
@amerikazmostwantedbullies4216
Wayneβs verse was a home run. Out the park.
@aliceja7162
lil Wayne was on a whole different level. He would bless a track and destroy it at the same damn time.
@changsuarez8801
2019 still the ππ
@kaysteev_
Lips bigger than topangas π₯π₯ been stuck in my head for 3 years had to come listen to it
@User-1543
No homo i got money out the anus has been stuck in mine
@juney21
Bro bring me back to the 90s π’
@G_0_0_Zroot
What does this mean . . Girl meets world?
@mblount9300
fresh of the Carter 3. I still remember that shit like it was yesterdayπ―π₯ππ