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Lil Wayne - Big Bad Wolf (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
O.T. Genasis
O.T. Genasis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daryl Harleaux
Daryl Harleaux
Songwriter
John Fitch
John Fitch
Songwriter
Odis Flores
Odis Flores
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MonstaBeatz
MonstaBeatz
Producer
Matthew Testa
Matthew Testa
Engineer
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Engineer
Jason Delattiboudere
Jason Delattiboudere
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Thomas McLaren
Thomas McLaren
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Grrr I did not come here to see who was litty That stamp on the kilos say "key to the city" Put some on my thumb and then I make her lick it She can't feel her tongue, well, bitch, I beg to differ I smoke gasoline and I sip down some lean My whole tangerine on this dick, trampoline I chop you up, they call them amputees I spit these facts, they call me fax machine I drop a four in this, I'm feelin' glorious Gun on Big Pun, and my clip on Notorious Bitch, I'm the man, no, the Mandalorian I'm in a DeLorean, nigga, I'm floorin' it I got my whore in it, that bitch a foreigner Pourin' her heart out, I'm just ignorin' her I let my hair down, I'm finna go throw her in the bedroom myself And that pussy, no coroner I can't smoke Reggie, I be too edgy My bitch a veggie, bitch, I'm a legend Pull out my flag, and these niggas start pledgin' Go pull up whenever, we ain't gotta schedule it Boy, I'm a president, presidential Rollie Bezel it heavily, inspect it carefully I'm smokin' like I'm in the Netherlands Like I'm a hippie that's stuck in the 70s You with your buddies, I'm with my bloodies And this ain't no flag, lil' nigga, this rugby Duct-tape that nigga up until he a mummy Then put him in a freezer until we get hungry Huh, I keep my foot on gas, bitch Nigga, tell me where to go (Tell me where to go) I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he Was steppin' on the dope (No, no, no) Since Allen Iverson, I been like Eric with the snow Every time I'm O.T., my bitch cry like T.O. (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I keep my foot on gas, bitch Nigga, tell me where to go (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he was Steppin' on the dope (Steppin' on the dope) Since Allen Iverson, I been like Eric with the snow (Eric with the snow) Every time I'm O.T. (Yeah), my bitch cry like T.O. Cookin' dope in kitchen, 36 (Yeah), I got chickens (Yeah) Got the bowl (Yeah), I'ma whip it (Yeah) Got the pistol (Yeah), get to clickin' (Woah) Got the dope (Yeah), got the scope (Yeah) Got the coke (Yeah) off the boat Got the grams, make it float Ask my plug, "What's the quote?" (Go) I shoot at all of my enemies (Yeah) Walk around like I'm Yosemite (Yeah) Extra clip, that's my amenities (Aagh) I'ma send shots like a Hennessy (Who? Bah, bah, bah) Bitch, I'ma shoot like a penalty (Mm, bang) Keep me a flag like a penalty (Bap, bang) Niggas know me, O.T. (O.T.) I got more hook than parentheses (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) Home Depot, keep me a toolie (Toolie, brrt) Walk in your house with a Uzi (Woo) Walk in your room like a groupie (Yeah) Wet your ass up with jacuzzi (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) Everything white, I got Bieber Cover one eye like I'm Aaliyah Free Base, bitch, I got Derek Jeter Rob, strip him naked, just like it's Peter Bitch, bah I did not come here to see who was litty That stamp on the kilos say "key to the city" Put some on my thumb and then I make her lick it She can't feel her tongue, well, bitch, I beg to differ I smoke gasoline and I sip down some lean My whole tangerine on this dick, trampoline I chop you up, they call them amputees I spit these facts, they call me fax machine Oh, I keep my foot on gas, bitch Nigga, tell me where to go (Tell me where to go) I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he was Steppin' on the dope (Steppin' on the dope) Since Allen Iverson, I been like Eric with the snow (Eric with the snow) Every time I'm O.T., my bitch cry like T.O. (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I keep my foot on gas, bitch Nigga, tell me where to go (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I shot the plug in the foot 'cause he was steppin' on The dope, yeah (Steppin' on the dope, no, no, no, no) Since Allen Iverson, I been like Eric with the snow (Eric with the snow) Every time I'm O.T., my bitch cry like T.O. (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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