Letra Breathe Lil' Wayne

Breathe

Ba-ba-bangladesh

Okay, I know it sound crazy, but I will love my lady
Even if she went crazy like a Theraflu patient
You're my Pamela Anderson, I'm your Tommy Lee
We break up every year like T.O. break up teams
I love the way you used to break up all my weed
We'd smoke, we'd drink, then we reach ecstacy
God damn! She got the best of me
808 and Heartbreaks got me drinking extra lean

Gangstas don't ask they just let it be
Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe
Gangstas don't ask they just let it be
Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe

I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe

And I remember everything, baby
Traffic jam, remember me like, baby
Yeah, it might hurt, but it's a sweet pain, baby
I know I got you over be my keychain, baby
It's a G thang, she got a G-Strang
Ooh, but she ain't choose to wear it this evening
Now let the beat bang, just let the beat bang
And shawty, yeah, it might hurt, but it's a sweet pain
Weezy (Baby)

Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe
(Baby)
Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe

I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe

Ohhhhh, ohhhhh
I don't need that hoe no more
Cause I got a shawty from the west side
She tell me let's drive, and she let me
He take the wheel of her sex drive
We pick up Keisha, she on the East Side
And then the three of us do-do-do it three times
Ohhhhh, ohhhhh
I don't need that hoe no more (Ba-ba-bangladesh)

Okay, let's go, listen, aye
I party in the U.S.A. call me Teddy Montana
Yellow Bugatti could've drove you bananas
If you gon' leave, hol' up, let me get my camera
My new bitch finer, lick that jelly out, jam ya
And the head game sick like cancer
Upside down, porn star, breakdancer
I go H.A.M. on Mariah Carey-looking hoes
So all of them bitches call me MC Hammer
Ha, so I'mma say you dead wrong
And I can't hear you like I got on Dr. Dre headphones
Whoever you with, have fun
Cause I know he can't make that pussy talk
So until we meet again, shawty, just go 'head and walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk
Go 'head and walk, walk, walk, walk
Just go head and walk

Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe
Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe

I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe
I'mma - I'mma let you breathe
I'mma let you breathe

Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe
Weezy (Baby)
Oh okay, T-Peezy (Baby)
Lil Weezy (Baby), T-Peezy (Baby)
Weezy (Baby), Peezy (Baby)
Yeeaaahh
It's T-Wayne, man
Breathe
So I'mma let you breathe
And I'mma let em breathe
T-Wayne, he rap, he sangs
Okay, Young Mula Baby