Pure Columbia (Explicit)
Young Money"Pure Columbia (Explicit)" is a song by Young Money, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:36 long and contains 55 lines and 487 words.
Lyrics
0:00Pure Colombia - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
0:28I can't trust these niggas throw some water on 'em
0:31They say "Go to Hell " Okay I know the owner
0:34Strip clubs gettin old all the strippers hoein'
0:38All these b**ches think they dimes watch me flip a coin
0:41Thank You Jesus My dogs is off the leashes
0:44Had to leave my spanish b**ch 'cause she was startin' to get suspicious
0:47Tell The Beef I mean business suit and tie ni**a
0:51You and all your dogs can get euthanize ni**a
0:55Trigger happy ni**a I just can't stop smiling
0:58Thank God I'm fly I had to thank my pilot
1:01You think you're calling shots you got the wrong number
1:05I love Benjamin Franklin more than his own mother
1:08Throw that p**sy throw that p**sy
1:11And I don't want no throw back p**sy man f**k these p**sy-
1:14A** niggas I lay back and ash Swishers
1:17My new shoes is a**-kickers she drink cum like she had hiccups
1:20Rest In Peace to my last victim
1:22We be passing blunts they be passing judgement
1:255 blunts of that strong call that strength in numbers
1:29AK's with Chiquitas you shell-shocked like Adidas
1:33Whoever find your body finders keepers yeah
1:36It's that pure Colombia
1:38'Cause soon as the b**ch tasted it her tongue was numb
1:42It's loaded so I just let her jump the gun
1:45It's that Dedication 5 and another one I love it
1:52Tunechi
1:55Yeah free Scooter I'm outchea
2:02Let's get it
2:04I done lost a couple hoes but I'm still a pimp
2:07This change of face on my Rollie shout out Lil Kim
2:10Park my cars in front my house like I ain't got no garage
2:14Just looking for a b**ch to stay down like I'm throwing knives
2:17Mac so paid we 'bout to start calling him MacIntosh
2:20I really beat that p**sy up them niggas shadow box
2:24These niggas sending threats I'm a start sending hits
2:27Bring me his head so I can make sure it's him
2:31It's lonely at the top it's lonely at the top
2:33I think I'm 'bout to jump niggas phony as a prop
2:37Ain't nothing on me but this chop turn you your homies into slop
2:40Put your brains all over the window people passing window shop
2:44Like ugh this that pure Columbia
2:47It's just us f**k the rest we got insomnia
2:50Most likely I done f**ked that b**ch that's laying under ya
2:54She said she trying to see me b**ch that's Stevie Wonderful
2:57You better mind your business hitman with a hit list
3:01YMCMB the world is ours seconds minutes
3:04I'm a movie motherf**ker camera man are you getting this
3:08Burning blunts like bridges turn up missing
3:11Ahhhhh
3:12We out here with that clean work these niggas selling remix we got clean work
3:18Kill everybody ya'll gone need a limousine hearse
3:21You see I'm armed like a f**king short sleeve shirt
3:25D5 what up five
3:36Yeah
Pure Colombia - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩) I can't trust these niggas throw some water on 'em They say "Go to Hell " Okay I know the owner Strip clubs gettin old all the strippers hoein' All these b**ches think they dimes watch me flip a coin Thank You Jesus My dogs is off the leashes Had to leave my spanish b**ch 'cause she was startin' to get suspicious Tell The Beef I mean business suit and tie ni**a You and all your dogs can get euthanize ni**a Trigger happy ni**a I just can't stop smiling Thank God I'm fly I had to thank my pilot You think you're calling shots you got the wrong number I love Benjamin Franklin more than his own mother Throw that p**sy throw that p**sy And I don't want no throw back p**sy man f**k these p**sy- A** niggas I lay back and ash Swishers My new shoes is a**-kickers she drink cum like she had hiccups Rest In Peace to my last victim We be passing blunts they be passing judgement 5 blunts of that strong call that strength in numbers AK's with Chiquitas you shell-shocked like Adidas Whoever find your body finders keepers yeah It's that pure Colombia 'Cause soon as the b**ch tasted it her tongue was numb It's loaded so I just let her jump the gun It's that Dedication 5 and another one I love it Tunechi Yeah free Scooter I'm outchea Let's get it I done lost a couple hoes but I'm still a pimp This change of face on my Rollie shout out Lil Kim Park my cars in front my house like I ain't got no garage Just looking for a b**ch to stay down like I'm throwing knives Mac so paid we 'bout to start calling him MacIntosh I really beat that p**sy up them niggas shadow box These niggas sending threats I'm a start sending hits Bring me his head so I can make sure it's him It's lonely at the top it's lonely at the top I think I'm 'bout to jump niggas phony as a prop Ain't nothing on me but this chop turn you your homies into slop Put your brains all over the window people passing window shop Like ugh this that pure Columbia It's just us f**k the rest we got insomnia Most likely I done f**ked that b**ch that's laying under ya She said she trying to see me b**ch that's Stevie Wonderful You better mind your business hitman with a hit list YMCMB the world is ours seconds minutes I'm a movie motherf**ker camera man are you getting this Burning blunts like bridges turn up missing Ahhhhh We out here with that clean work these niggas selling remix we got clean work Kill everybody ya'll gone need a limousine hearse You see I'm armed like a f**king short sleeve shirt D5 what up five Yeah
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