Lil Wayne - Tunechi’s Back (Текст и слова песни)

[Intro]
Man, fuck these niggas

[Hook]
"Tunechi's back, Tunechi’s back"
That's all these bitches screaming that Tunechi’s back
All eyes on me; nigga, picture I’m rolling
Strapped up with that Mac, masked up like a goalie
Man, my bitch on that coke, she snorted four and a baby
Now, the bitch owe me; she sell that pussy and pay me
They saying "Tunechi’s back! Tunechi’s back!"
And I brought them twins with me, nigga, Click and Clack
Let's go

[Verse]
Out on bail, work on the scale
Put some change on your head, boy, you on sale
Yeah I'll see you in hell, pop-pop, get well
Make breakfast
'Cause I got you walking on egg shells
Xan with that lean
I ain't a begging motherfucker, but, nigga, please!
And I aim this motherfucker at your memories
And all my niggas Bloods, but we make you niggas bleed
Yeah, Bloody Mary
I’m the one with the money, so I ain't the one with the gun
All I do is give the word to the one with the gun
I’m triple OG, Fuque splitting a Sweet
Fuck bitches, get money—mission complete
Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't worried 'bout 'em
These niggas pure pussy, pull a pearl out 'em
Yeah, I got a virgin, I call her Madonna
But I ain't trippin', her head is a monster
Yeah, we do this for real
Swear to God, I never shoot unless I’m shooting to kill
Young wild motherfucker, pop you and a pill
Boy, instead of writing raps, you should be writing your will
You a dead man
I get to poppin’ this bitch, watch where your head land
I ain't right, I swear to God, I need my head scanned
Stand up and eat that pussy while she on a headstand
I’m a dog, ho
Camo cargos, semi-auto
My bitch sniff more lines than a barcode, yeah!
Wish I could take a shot of Ciroc with Pac
Sorry for the wait, 'til my album drop