[Lil Wayne - Chorus] My reality is bigger than your dreams are Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me, she wants me Plus I got it all, Bitch tell me what you don't see My reality is bigger than your dreams are Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me, plus I got it all Bitch tell me what you don't see Yeah, Yeah, Yeah My reality is bigger than your dreams are Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me, she wants me Plus I got it all, Bitch tell me what you don't see.
I got 25 lighters on my dresser Got the girl and the girl to undress her My guitar strap is leather My life is better than ever
I got women all up in my condo And my drug dealer comes pronto Got a registered pistol in the console So, so, don't try me now Don't try me now
[Gudda Gudda] Yeah just ridin' feelin' lovely You can hate but your girlfriend love me Yeah I'm too G like a Gucci belt Hot Gudda baby I can make your coochie melt I keep your lady wet like she took a dip And if you looking for her, you can follow the drip I'm slick like Rick, the ladies pullin my wrist I just walk in the spot and out with my pick I'm gone like a trip with a nice thick redbone On the phone gettin' head call it headphone Pimpin all over like Ludacris These hoes love me, I'm wanted like a fugative
[Chorus] My reality is bigger than your dreams are Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me, she wants me Plus I got it all, Bitch tell me what you don't see, yeah My reality is bigger than your dreams are Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me, plus I got another bitch as long as you don't see But you do not see, you must be blind, blind My reality is bigger than your dreams are Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me
[Mack Maine] What you need contacts Tell me what you don't see What you can't tell, I'm everything that he won't be Talkin' bout your boyfriend, bitch you need a man friend Even when you aint sittin down you can't stand him Dirty dick bandit, luxury car whipper Crib on Dolphin Island, backyard full of flippers This is my reality, your man just be dreaming Wake up in the morning, bedsheets full of semen I mean he's wet dreaming, while me I really do it Coulda, shoulda, woulda, babygirl you shoulda knew it And fuck the paparazzi, I will never Kiss and tell I'll be the genie out the lamp or your wishing well I'll be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy Take you from A-Z, I'll connect the dots hunny (?) has got money, baby cause I got money I like the B 50 50 what you got for me It could be some bread, nah it aint gotta be cash I'll take a little head or I'll take a lotta ass I'll take a friend or two, we can have a 3D weedy I could toss you a Gudda Gudda or a Lil Weezy Weezy Or my nigga peedy weedy or my nigga Teedy teedy Fuck you on the hood of red strip and green Lamborghini Go head and take this x-pill That there fuck you up, probably have you walking round like "damn, what the fuck" Lady in streets but in the sheets you such a slut Smash you on the top bunk, tiger uppercut And everyday we do brunch and everyday we do lunch You do me, I do you Baby we could us and I ain't gotta say no more I don't talk too much Thus far, I feel like I've been trying to sell a car Is you buying,
Cause I ain't go no time for a test drive Do you wanna go with me to the final frontierTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
