Lil Wayne – Darkside Lyrics

Lil Wayne – Darkside Lyrics

Dark side, dark side, dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side

We don’t like these n—–, we don’t fight these n—–
We “good night” these n—–, you look like these n—–
Fu-f— it-f— it up, f— ’em up
Hit him up, hunnid round, hurry up
Shoot him up, shut him down, shut him up
Eat her out, d— her down, cuddle up
But b—— comin’ ’round with the funny love
Lick me up, lick me down, done enough
Eat her up, spit her out, bubblegum
Treat her right, treat her out, trouble come
Got some cocaine and a couple blunts
It’s ashes to ashes, dust to dust
.44 plastic, the rubber bust
We don’t wear masks, it must be us
I got the Holy Ghost in my Backwood
On my tippytoes and them flat-foot
B—- pigeon-toed and her cat good
I know her p—- hole like my MacBook
She Tootsie-Roll on the black wood
Get her own page in the black book
And it’s startin’ to feel like I’m attached to her
If it’s that good, I put a stamp to her
I’m a warlord to these f—–’ boys
Double-edged sword and a bubble, boy
I just won a war in a Hummer ‘fore I’m ’bout to come to yours
Lookin’ for a war, I’m nothin’ more than somethin’ more
Than much more as the punch pour
And I slunch more with my lungs sore
I smoke you and your blunt blowers
Let’s get on with it, Megatron with it
Telephone like a telethon
B—— workin’ b—— like a Peloton
Finish yellow bones dizzy, very long visits
And I’m talkin’ numbers, Jerry Jone digits
I’m at home sippin’, and I’m gone sippin’
Got a Draco with my arm in it
Shoot you in your heart, put some charm in it
Sorry, gotta leave your momma tormented
“Bah, bah, bah” if she commented
Cops pulled up, and they vomited
I am not finished, hope they long-winded
Money long-livin’ with a strong finish
Dead presidents, wasn’t born with it, I’ma die with it
I’m amor with it, didn’t start livin’ ’til the war ended

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It’s wartime, wartime, wartime
Y’all lil’ n—– small time
All my n—– ex-cons
And we do not f— with y’all kind
B—-, it’s wartime, wartime, wartime
Y’all lil’ n—– small time
All my n—– done time
Or they doin’ time, that’s just lost time
It’s still wartime, wartime, wartime
Dark side, dark side, dark side
Pull up, “Brrt,” skrrt
Then we joyride ’til the car die

B—-, it’s wartime (Wartime), wartime (Wartime)
Wartime (Wartime), no talk time (No talk time)
Chalk time (Chalk time), all-time (All-time), hard time (Hard-time)
B—- (B—-)
Dark side (Dark side), dark side (Dark side), dark side (Dark side)
Dark side, dark side, dark side, b—-