Artist: Lil Wayne & DJ Drama
Album:  Dedication 5
Song:   U.O.E.N.O.
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

{"GANGSTA!"}

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, I'm flyin' private through Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm Einstein
Yeah, I'm yawnin', I'm so tired of ballin'
Yeah, only sellin' work to them workaholics
Got guns bigger than you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I +blue's+ your bitch ass hopes, somebody give you +rhythm+
I got animal all on my floor, take your shoes off at the door
Niggas feed these bitches lies, nigga don't food poison my hoe
I buy my drugs for the low like a coupon on at the store
My niggas like Kanye with that good, my niggas like Lou Rawls with that blow
Niggas be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back but then those fools goin' see you choke
I saw yo bitch and she said she tryin' to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you don't even know
Niggas be trippin' over these hoes, I done came too far to get close
I've been out'chea gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my goons all at your throat
Niggas be lukewarm at the most and when I'm through ballin', I coach
Shout out to my nigga Mack gettin' his boo on in that Ghost
I'm still comin' off the top of the dome but it'd be on a tombstone if I wrote
Tunechi

My kids already rich and they don't even know
These niggas sayin' they playas, they ain't even scored
My bitch rollin' my weed, she don't even smoke
Everybody followin' me, I ain't even Moses, nigga
Uh, my cologne illegal in nine countries
I found a way like it was hidin' from me
Yeah, my weed good, my sex better
Bitch, don't text me no long letters
I'm ahead of the game, I need a blowjob, most of these hoes ain't got no job
And these niggas goin' buy 'em everything, you gon' fuck around and get the hoe robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I need a haircut, used to hug the block, I mean bear hug
And tell them rats the AK go rat-a-tat like snare drums
I woke up this mornin', dick rock hard, dick harder than a armadillo
MLK would be proud of me cause I do this shit for all my niggas
Her mouth, pussy or asshole, life is full of hard decisions
If she ain't fuckin', she get the boot, let me write this bitch a parkin' ticket
Ain't got time for love life, all I know is get paid
I'm high/hi like bonjour, twisted like french braids
I got my own shoes slime, T, I feel like MJ
I'm workin' that graveyard shift, man these niggas been dead
Uh, I feel asleep in that pussy and I didn't even know
I woke up and acted like I didn't even know her
Yeah, don't fuck with these fuck niggas, you already know us
I'm lookin' for that loud pack, weed man bring the noise
Yeah, pass that weed to the next nigga, blunt longer than a tongue twister
Hoes want this scud missile, I'ma ball, like Crystal
Lil Tunchi Lee, young sex pistol, new money, no wrinkles
I'm hard headed, Ocho, Dedication, cinco, uhh

Whattup five? Rocko fuck with me!
Yeah! Future fuck with me!
Yeah! T, I feel like MJ
I'm workin' that graveyard shift, man these niggas been dead
5!