Blackin Out - Lil Wayne

Six shit

Ayy, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Six, nigga, Dedication 6, nigga

Six, nigga, six, nigga, Dedication 6, nigga

Six, nigga, sick nigga, sick, six shit, nigga

I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)

Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)

If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)

I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)

We left E11even, at 11 AM (Yeah)

Raw papers full of peace, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)

We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)

See, they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans (Woo)

Being the greatest ever is my destiny still (Okay)

Since a child, I focused on my Kelly, Bey, and Michelle (Okay)

Sitting back, getting head from a mademoiselle (Okay)

Tryin' to put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will (Amen)

Dedicated to you for the sixth time

Killed it on the fifth one, now they say I’m big-time

While them niggas skipped lunch, I learned how to skip lines

I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mines

Used to fuck with Sega (Yuh), my uncle had a pager (Chirp!)

I knew this drug kingpin that tried to run for Mayor (Skrrt!)

Posted on the back blocks, talkin' player-player

If she bad then I upgrade her, get her unlimited data (Blrrp!)

They tryin' to build a wall, man, my dogs gon' hate that shit

And build underground railroads so the Maybachs fit, yeah

We in the game, but we don’t play that shit

Cover your soul before they take that shit—Young!

Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga

Rich nigga, Polo nigga, house bigger, bills bigger

Sick nigga, Hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga

Racks nigga, real bigger, Shaq-bigger, lil nigga

Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still, nigga

Coke-on-coke, nigga—slopes, niggas, hills, nigga

Joke, nigga?

Nope, nigga, clip bigger, quick trigger

Thick strippers, I ain’t into stick figures, mixed signals

O.J.

with the brick, nigga runnin' through the white

Nigga, O.J.

on my wrist, nigga, that’s Sunny Delight

Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, shining like some pearly whites

Nigga straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice

Nigga bought a lot of art, and I brought a lot to snort, hey

Beat around the bush right after we beat the court case

Talking 'bout a war, that’s a convo at the bar, wait

Drugs in the Broncos, start the motherfuckin' horse race

I take off from Earth and take your bitch up into MySpace

I tell her, keep her mouth shut;

if not, I got some Scotch tape

Got to keep the lock safe, referring to the Safelock

The shelves fall, the ground shake, it make you do the James Brown

I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown

I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bomb

Some niggas like to fight crime, some niggas like to fight fair

Some niggas got the right time;

you ask him, he say, «Time'll tell»

Some niggas think they’re icons, some bitches think that I care

Some niggas got a iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel

Some niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself

Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair

Lyin' there, lookin' like «Aww, yeah», lawn chair

Jumped right off the Con-Air and landed on a timeshare

I wear Versace eyewear, feelin' like top shelf

Cool as two Ls and Rock Bells, hot as Scottsdale

Bombshell, ugh

Blackin' out, blackin' out

We on the drugs, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out

All the guns, black it out, black it out, black-black-black it out

On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, yo

Bow!

Yeah, blackin' out, blackin' out

We on the drugs, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out

All the guns, black it out, black it out, black-black-black it out

On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, yuh

That’s some sick shit