Letra Pure colombia Lil' Wayne

Pure colombia

I can't trust these niggers throw some water on 'em
They tell me go to hell, ok I know the owner
Strip clubs getting old all the strippers hoeing
All these bitches think they dimes watch me flip a coin
Thank you Jesus my dog is off the leashes
Had to leave my Spanish bitch
Cos she was starting to get suspicious
Tell her beep I mean business
Suit and tie nigger
You and all your dogs can get euthanized nigger

Trigger happy nigger I just can't stop smiling
Thank God I'm fly
I had to thank my pilot
You think you're calling shots
You got the wrong number
I love Benjamin Franklin more than his own mother
Throw that pussy
Throw that pussy
And I don't want no throw back pussy
Man fuck these pussy ass niggers
I lay back and ass swishers
My new shoes is ass kickers
We drink cum like she had hiccups
Rest in peace to my last victim
We be passing blunts
They be passing judgment
5 blunts of that strong
Call that strength in numbers
AKs with Chiquitas
You shell shocked like Adidas
Whoever find your body finders keepers yeah
Is that pure Colombia
Cause soon as the bitch tasted it
Her tongue was numb
It's loaded, so I just let her jump the gun
It's that Dedication 5 and another one
I love it!
Yeah!
I'm out here!

I done lost a couple hoes but I'm still a pimp
Strange face on my Rollie
Shout out lil Kim
I got front from my house like I got no garage
Just looking for a bitch to stay down like I'm throwing knives
We bout to stop calling the Macintosh
I really need that pussy up in shadow box
Bring me his head so I can make show
It's lonely at the top, it's lonely at the top
I think I'm bout to jump
Niggers phony as a pop
Turn in your homies at the slop
Put your brains all over the window
Keep on passing window shop
Is that pure Colombia
It's just us fuck the rest
We got insomnia
Most like I done fuck that bitch that's laying under ya
She say she try to see me
Bitch that's Stevie Wonderful
You better mind your business
Hit me with a hitlist
YMCMD
The world is ours second minutes
Burning blunts like bridges
Turn up missing!
We out here with that clean work
These niggers selling remix we got clean work
Kill everybody gonna need a limousine
You see I'm on like a fucking Sam...
D5!
What up 5?