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Version 3 of
Lil' Wayne Lyrics
I'm Blooded

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Version 3 of the lyrics

Version 1 of
Lil' Wayne Lyrics
I'm Blooded

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Version 1 of the lyrics

  [Lil' Wayne talking]  [Lil' Wayne talking]
  Py til I die, just beacause, pyru, b's up, bitch I'm me  Py til I die, just beacause, pyru, b's up, bitch I'm me
      
  [chorus]  [chorus]
  Young mony is the label  Young mony is the label
  Let us in the door, comin in this  Let us in the door, comin in this
  bitch all red to the floor  bitch all red to the floor
  And I'm blooded soowoo and I'm blooded soowoo  And I'm blooded soowoo and I'm blooded soowoo
  I got bloods on stage bloods at my shows  I got bloods on stage bloods at my shows
  Fuck with my bloods got blood on your cloths  Fuck with my bloods got blood on your cloths
1  And I'm blooded soooowooo        And I'm blooded soooowooo (2) 1
      
  Once again its on, yea I'm back in the booth  Once again its on, yea I'm back in the booth
  Stand at the top like a tac in the roof  Stand at the top like a tac in the roof
  Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit  Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit
  Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe  Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe
  Rappers talkin about me but I don't give a hoot  Rappers talkin about me but I don't give a hoot
  These niggas still lyin I'm the muthafukin truth  These niggas still lyin I'm the muthafukin truth
  Talk tough till I knock off your kuff  Talk tough till I knock off your kuff
  And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof  And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof
  They hatin on me I'm just tryin to be weezy  They hatin on me I'm just tryin to be weezy
  Just like young jeezy in lambobingghini  Just like young jeezy in lambobingghini
  Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm seein threebies  Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm seein threebies
  Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC  Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC
  All red so these hoes know who we be  All red so these hoes know who we be
  We B's Bloods we B's  We B's Bloods we B's
  Pop pop flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas  Pop pop flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
  Gettin high on a yacht call it see me  Gettin high on a yacht call it see me
      
  [chorus]  [chorus]
      
  Yea, I advance my flow and they must like that  Yea, I advance my flow and they must like that
  They like it so much, they say they wright that  They like it so much, they say they wright that
  Barkin at the dog, but I don't bite back  Barkin at the dog, but I don't bite back
  I aint CPR I aint bringin they life back  I aint CPR I aint bringin they life back
2  Bad CBR bad bitch on a bike back   Bad CPR bad bitch on a bite back 2
  Skittles on my wrist, yea nigga the bright pack  Skittles on my wrist, yea nigga the bright pack
  Ima shine, I live witha light hat  Ima shine, I live witha light hat
  Airforce fly call me a night jet  Airforce fly call me a night jet
  Brand new coupe same color as the sky  Brand new coupe same color as the sky
  The dash same too, lord know I'm gon try  The dash same too, lord know I'm gon try
  Cop pull me over lord know I'm gon lie  Cop pull me over lord know I'm gon lie
  They go up in my trunk lord know I'm gon fry  They go up in my trunk lord know I'm gon fry
  Them niggas throwin salt all over my fries  Them niggas throwin salt all over my fries
  So ima just walk all over them guys  So ima just walk all over them guys
  Niggas throwin darts never hit the bullseye  Niggas throwin darts never hit the bullseye
  Young money bitch new orleans east side  Young money bitch new orleans east side
      
  [chorus]  [chorus]
      
  Yea, been around the world rep the same thang  Yea, been around the world rep the same thang
  Been around the world its the same gang  Been around the world its the same gang
  B's up B's up flame gang braa braa braaa braaa bang bang  B's up B's up flame gang braa braa braaa braaa bang bang
  I tol my homie streets can't sleep on life  I tol my homie streets can't sleep on life
  So he popped the X pill and didn't sleep all night  So he popped the X pill and didn't sleep all night
  I aint worried bout you I'm just tryin do me  I aint worried bout you I'm just tryin do me
  Last album did 2 I'm just tryin do 3  Last album did 2 I'm just tryin do 3
  I am wat every pair of eyes oughta see  I am wat every pair of eyes oughta see
3  Bitches just wish they could call and order     me   Bitches just wish they could call a art of me 3
  My momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5  My momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5
  Cash money made her say never mind I'm fine  Cash money made her say never mind I'm fine
  (B's up!)  (B's up!)
      
  [chorus]  [chorus]
      


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