Right Above It Lyrics

Right Above It Lyrics

Artist: Lil Wayne (Feat Drake)
EP: I Am Not A Human Being
Year: 2010

[Intro - Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only
heaven’s right above it
We onnn, cause we onnnnn

[Verse 1 - Drake]
Who else really tryna f*ck with
Hollywood Cole? I’m with Marley G bro
Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood
shows
And I wanna tell you something that you
prolly should know
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood
flow
And uhhhh, my real friends never hearin’
from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on
the mirror for me
That’s why I pick and choose, I don’t get
shit confused
I got a small circle, I’m not with different
crews
We walk the same path, but got on
different shoes
Live in the same building, but we got
different views
I got a couple cars I never get to use
Don’t like my women single, I like my
chicks in twos
And these days all the girls is down to
roll
I hit the strip club and all them bitches
find a pole
Plus I been sippin’ so this shit is movin’
kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it’s
time to go

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only
heaven’s right above it
We onnn
It’s Young Money motherf*cker
If you ain’t runnin’ with it, run from it
motherf*cker
Alright
Now somebody show some money in
this bitch
And I got my B’s with me like some
honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back because I shoot
first

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Meet me on the fresh train
Yes I’m in the building, you just on the
list of guest names
And all of my riders do not give a f*ck, X
Games
Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex
change
And I smoke ’til I got chest pains
And you niggas know I rep my game like
Jesse James
Women are possessive, and they wanna
possess Wayne
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the
f*ckin’ plane
Skinny pants and some Vans
Call me Triple A, get my advance in
advance, Amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands Life is a beach, I’m just playin’ in the
sand
Uh, wake up and smell the p*ssy
You niggas can’t see me, but never
overlook me
I’m on a paper trail, it ain’t no tellin’
where it took me
Yeah, and I ain’t a killer but don’t push
meeeee

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only
heaven’s right above it
We onnn
It’s Young Money motherf*cker
If you ain’t runnin’ with it, run from it
motherf*cker
Alright
Now somebody show some money in
this bitch
And I got my B’s with me like some
honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back because I shoot
first

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Uhh, how do he say what’s never said?
Beautiful black woman, I bet that bitch
look better red
Limpin’ off tour cause I made more off
my second leg
Motherf*ckin’ Birdman Junior, eleventh
grade
Ball on automatic start
I could hand it to Drake or do a
quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, check the paw prints
We in the building, you niggas in
apartments
Uh, no-now c’mon be my blood donor
Flow so nice, you ain’t gotta put a rug on
her
Do it big and let the small fall under that
Damn, where you stumbled at?
From where they make gumbo at
Kane got the f*ckin’ beat jumpin’ like a
jumping jack
And you know me, I get on this bitch and
have a heart attack
Hip Hop I’m the heart of that, nigga
nothin’ short of that
President Carter, Young Money Democrat
Uhh

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only
heaven’s right above it
We onnn
It’s Young Money motherf*cker
If you ain’t runnin’ with it, run from it
motherf*cker
Alright
Now somebody show some money in
this bitch (yeah)
And I got my B’s with me like some
honey in this bitch, ya dig? (Soo Woo)
And I got my gun in my boo purse (5
Star)
And I don’t bust back because I shoot
first (yeahh, alright)

[Outro - Lil Wayne]
Yeahh
We onnn
Young Mu-Young Mula babyyy

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