Dead Bodies
Lil Wayne Ft. Lil Scrappy Lyrics

Young Mula Baby money on my mind
(what the) fuck a nigga thought?
He ain't even thank
He didn't even see me with
The pistol in the shade
Walked up to him put the pistol to his tank
Pussy nigga faint pick that pussy up
Naw let him lay where I'm from we see a
Fuckin dead body everyday
Hammer in the draws hammer in drawers And ya'll ain't nothin but nails in the wall
Posters, holsters empty like a muthafucka
Off my hip, clip empty like a muthfucka
Hehe, ok simply I'm a bug- lover
It's fly carter, duckin the fly swatter
Simply, I'm a muhfucka pimpin' ain't dead
Because I'm pimpin like a muhfucka

Now where ya ho at?
Wipe ya feet on the door mat
I'm a bring in, no back
Like em to go with no back
I'm a-go forward, the top can get lower
Them hoes 'gon get cut
Like a sword, I know it
You ain't gotta tell me i already smell it
You pussy niggas eatin' peanut
Butter and jellys ya los' like angeles
But you can find me in the white tan Ellis
Just like Van Halen i'm a rock out bitch
I'm a wear that Glock like a fucking outfit
I don't care what you know
You ain't no nothin' 'bout this
And I hope your ass choke
When you suck my dick

Ok, I’m strapped up im strapped up
Downtown many acts straight jackets
Ain’t strapped up and scrappin we could do
See scrappin what we do
And I’m like let me at
Em! Call me Scrappy Doo
Hazardous to scrap with you
I ain't lookin stupid
You beat me? Too bad, bitch
I’m comin back shootin!
Fool I’m a fool, I do what I do
It’s like fixing broke cars
Which tools i'mma use?
Tha Tech or the Uz, the Mac or the Rug
Catch you when it’s just you
You’re like "it wasn’t just you!"
I guess i’m just to real
For niggas to adjust to
Fuck me? Naw bend over nigga, fuck you
See I know what’s what, who’s who
And who is you
Move you lose you move an inch and
More ligaments that you could lose
I’ll put you on the 10 O'clock news
One, two, buckle ya shoes
Here come the Kid who
Ooo gloves Uz will fill up your old wounds
Dudes using more tools than
Tim from Home Improve then I play it cool
Smooth as James Brown shoes
Don’t play with him cuz shoot he’ll shoot
I’m loose as a goose on
That goose with them hoes
I’m playin duck duck goose
Boy I’m slick like mouse
I’m tha truth not a fluke I’m a murderer
Fuck you! Put niggas on mute like