I Am Not A Human Being - Lil Wayne (w/ lyrics) video free download

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I Am Not A Human Being by Lil Wayne.

Lyrics:

I am not a human being

Uhh, pussy for lunch

Pop all the balloons and spit in the punch

Yeah, kush and the blunts

I ride through your block see a foot in the

trunk

I don't know why they keep playin'

They better replay 'em

I'm giving them the blues Bobby "Blue"

Bland. Together we stand and fall on y'all

Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball

These days ain't shit Young Money is. I got

mars bars, three musketeers. Come through

coupe same colour as veneers. And you

know I'm riding with the toast, cheers! Now

I'm back on my grizz. And y'all's a bunch a

squares like a motherfucking grid. Shit, fuck

with me and get hit. I finger fuck the

nina make the bitch have kids. Just do it my

nigga I just did. Name a motherfucker

deeper than me bitch dead. Ya dig, this here

is big biz and I scream fuck it, whoever it is

I am the Rhyming Oasis

I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it

I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'

I thank God that I am not basic

I am not basic

I am not a human being

Uhhh, rockstar baby. Now come to my

suite and get lockjaw baby. Rich nigga

lookin' at the cops all crazy. That's that mob

shit nigga Martin Scorsese. Heater close

range, cause people are strange. But I bet

that AK 47 keep you ordained. You can't see

Weezy nor Wayne. I'm in the far lane, I'm

running this shit -- hundred yard gain.

Uhhh, swag on infinity. I'm killing 'em, see the white

flag from the enemy. Shoot you in your head and

leave your dash full of memories. Father forgive me

for my brash delivery. I would try you, I wouldn't lie

you. I must be sticky cause them bitches got their eyes

glued. Young money baby we the shit like fly food.

Y'all can't see us -- like the bride shoes. I stand tall like

a muthafuckin' 9'2. I scream motherfuck you and

whoever design you. And if you think you hot then

obviously you are lied to. And we don't die, we

multiply and then we come divide you.

I am the Rhyming Oasis

I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it

I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'

I thank God that I am not basic

I am not basic

I am not basic

I am not basic

I am not a human being

Reporting from another world

Magazine full of bullets you can be my

cover girl. Ness got the weed roll it thicker

than a southern girl. Strong arm rap like a

nigga did a hundred curls

Rock star biatch, check out how we rock

And if this ain't hip hop it must be knee hop.

I'm higher than a tree top

She lick my lollipop. I still get my candy from

your girlfriend's sweet shop

Spitting that he rock I'm smooth not Pete

Rock. And my money on etcetera -- 3 dots

Still get a stomach ache every time I see

cops. You better run mothafucka, cause we

not. You better run till your feet stop

You ain't even on a fucking alphabet in my

tea pot. Colder than a ski shop

Holding on to the top, and even if I let go I

still wont G-rock

I am the Rhyming Oasis

I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it

I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'

I thank God that I am not basic

I am not a human being

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