Listen to Open Safe by Lil Wayne

Open Safe

Lil Wayne

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Mikely Adam
Mikely Adam
Songwriter
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Recording Engineer
Omar Loya
Omar Loya
Recording Engineer
Jason Delattiboudere
Jason Delattiboudere
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mikely Adam
Mikely Adam
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Turn the music up Mustard on that beat Tattoos on my face, n- (mm) Grill shinin' in your face, n- (yeah) Blowin' smoke in your face, n- (mm) H- smilin' in my face, n- Your h- smilin' in my face, n- (hello) She out of line, she out of place, n- (hello) Everybody know my face, n- All eyes on me, get the mace, n- Uh, bad b- with the face glitter Snoop Dogg, murder was the case n- Yeah, my homie got a open case, n- We in this b- lookin' like a open safe, n- Uh, lookin' like an open safe, n- We in this b- lookin' like a open safe, n- Yeah, if it's beef, we over-ate, n- Bap, bap, bap, bap, it's no debate, n- Yeah, there go the bass, n- You n- starve, we let food go to waste, n- Choke your punk a- out, neck brace, n- I do the same sh- I learned on sex-tapes with her New money, call it cake, fresh-baked, n- Hungry, bullets eatin' off your chest-plate, n- I hope this b- don't think thatt I'ma have faith in her (no-no) B- screamed when the d- was halfway in her When the d- was halfway in her Damn, you ain't dead yet? I'm amazed, n- Guess what? I'm comin' back with that gauge, n- Leather face, but I feel like suede, n- Got you dizzy, turning over in your grave, n- I could shoot this b- and still drive straight, n- Bap, bap, bap, bap, I'm irate, n- 5'5, stuntin' like I'm 5'8, n- (what?) Bumbu out the glass, no chase n- (Bumbu) Only smoke on gas, no brakes, n- No brakes, road rage My new money gonna die of old age When they shoot me, don't race, we gon' need our own space Need a piece of that pie, we gon' need it homemade I be comin' home late, bad b-, long face She do every single thing but rub me the wrong way '96 Dom P, I have that with Corn Flakes And I never been intrigued by the patterns on snakes You could dump a dead body, man, I think I know a place She gon' suck the prototype then swallow all the proteges, n- Lookin' like a open safe, n- We in this b-, looking like Miss Oprah's safe, n- (we're safe) My homie caught a whole case (Whole case) Celebrating like he got a cold case, n- (oh) Whew, wait n- Had to take a smoke break, n- A smoke break, n- I stick her hands in the fan blades, n- That's what she told me where her man stayed, n- I ran up in that b- on a rampage, n- In the morning, brains and the pancakes, n- My b- classy and she keep her classmates with her Your b- ashy and she keep a ash-tray with her Had to do it one time for my skate, n- Skate up on you, blam-blam, skate away, n- Kick push, that means grind and get paid, n- These pay cuts bleed through the Band-Aid, n- So walk it like you talk it, sashay, n- Skate up on you, blam-blam Okay n-, I just left José n-, I just left José, n- Federales on my a-, f- had a boat chase, n- They didn't see no face, n- Your b- spent the whole day with us If she open her f- mouth, knock all the white out, no racism That's cold, homies, pump that bass, n- And sometimes we close the safe, n- But there ain't no code to break, n- I capitalize off my own mistakes, you lowercase, n- Your b- cut her legs when they was on my shoulder-blades, n- Don't hate (don't hate), call an ace, an ace, n- Got Mack with me up in this b- and a MAC just in case n- I'm a Scarface, n-, f- your human race, n- I'm on base, n-, yeah Lil Tunechi safe, n- Uh, lookin' like an open safe, n- We in this b- lookin' like an open safe, n- Ya, uh, lookin' like an open safe, n- We in this b- lookin' like an open safe, n- Your h- smilin' in my face n- She outta line, she out of place, n- Hope this b- don't think thatt I'ma have faith in her (no-no) B- screamed when the d- was halfway in her
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Mikely Adam, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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