Lil Wayne - Stick ’Em (My Niggaz)

Can't believe it's not lust
Love is blind, love is blind
With his eyes wide shut
I ain't lyin'
You gon' get your bitch kidnapped
You don't answer the phone, you gon' get your bitch whacked
In exchange for yourself, you can get your bitch back
Love is blind, love is blind
'Cause my heart is pitch black

Think fast, blam back
Bullets fast, Amtrak
Get your shit ramshacked
Get my bitch man jacked
I'm too high to backtrack
It's too good to pass back

Shoutout to the weed man, never sold a bad pack
I'm just sticking to the code, I ain't tryna crack that
Actin' bad on these boys like a bitch with bad cramps
And somebody said hell and I caught a flashback
Of that one-man cell, then I had to snap back
Like: Fuck that shit my nigga you around all your niggas
Around all your niggas
With a Nubian queen, skin brown as the liqueur
Brown as the liqueur
And the brand new machine coming down like a missile
Coming down like a missile
Brand new machine gun, brrrrr stick em'
Brrrr stick em'

Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
The money look so beautiful walking up the aisle to a nigga
Tryna figure how an empty background become a crowd full of niggas
And the bitch right next to me feel like she miles from a nigga
At least we all smile for the picture
Them niggas that's been there
Them niggas my niggas
I need 'em to bring me more rounds for my niggas
We up, I don't have to look down for my niggas
I paid dues, show the amounts to them niggas
She told me she'll only go down on her nigga
And then she looked up with a mouthful of niggas
Doubt that I'll ever be doubtful my nigga
My stamp on the game, send it out to them niggas
I wanna be like Lil Wayne when I grows up
Smile full of bling-bling when I blows up
I [?] what they did to the [?]
Fuck the man, now he owes us
Fuck the man
Couldn't pass, had to come up with another plan
Couldn't ball 'cause I couldn't dribble with my other hand
Fuck the man
No really girl, fuck the man
I'm the man
I don't give a fuck about another man

Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
I'm the man
I don't give a fuck about another man
Brand new machine coming down like a missile
Down like a missile
Brand new machine gun, brrrrr stick em'
Brrrr stick em'