Lil wayne Ice Cream paint Job Instrumental
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An instrumental is a musical composition or recording without lyrics, or singing, although it might include some inarticulate vocal input; the music is primarily or exclusively produced by musical instruments.In a song that is otherwise sung, a section not sung but played with instruments can be called an instrumental interlude.famous person like lil wayne
If the instruments are percussion instruments, the interlude can be called a percussion interlude. These interludes are a form of break in the song.
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Time to do the thing, that's word to your wrist watch
Shoot the Glock til it burn, til my wrist lock
Rims hella big, tires skinny like Chris Rock
Hold the gun sideways like O-Dog
Shoot a nigga in his face, knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like roll call
Pain killers got a nigga about to doze off
Big shit, nigga talk big shit, nigga
Big bread: bread like a picnic nigga
Shake the whole game like the hit-stick nigga
Money spread like germs: get sick nigga
Yea, and fuck them other niggas
1-900: who want it? I deliver
Concrete shoes won't help in the river
I don't care if you was Michael Phelps my nigga
I'm higher than the motherfucking Alps my nigga
I'm flyer than the motherfucking stealth my nigga
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We the motherfuckers like MILF my nigga
Ahem, flow like syringes
Yea I'm in my mode, got a code like Da Vinci's
I was in the trenches, now I'm in the Trump
And everybody watch your back when you're in the front
You ain't never safe, stop playing with a gangsta
Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker
Bend the girl over, put her hands on her ankles
I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles
"Why thank you", if you's a hater
I'm eating, you's a waiter
Pistol on my hip: Tomb Raider
Holla at your guala, zoom later
Young Tune nigga, typhoon nigga
And if you think you're sweet, buy a room nigga
Damu nigga
I'm on my gang shit
She give me good brain like she studied at Cam
Lighting up a motherfucking blunt
Stupid fruity swag like a motherfucking runt
And I be with my dog like a motherfucker hunting
Every day of the week is the first of the month
Audemars Piguet with the diamonds in the face
Can't tell the time cause the diamonds in the face
We can get it popping like a semi automatic
And if you got beef I put the cuit on a patty
Rockstar tatted, big-money addict
Running this shit, now I'm feeling athletic
I'm on a boat bitch, getting sea sick
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Street shit, well, of course I smoke mad weed
I'm on my high-horse, please don't shoot me down, I land feet flat
Then walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back
Ha, I need a massage
And when it comes to hoes, man, I got a collage
Finger on the button, nigga just stuntin'
If you ain't the bank teller, don't tell me nothin'
Kush so strong you can smell me comin'
Bitch, I go hard like the boy from "300"
You think you kick it, well boy we puntin'
Young Money baby we the shit weak stomachs
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Shoot the Glock till it burn to my wrist lock
Rims hella big, tires skinny like Chris Rock
H-Hold the gun sideways like O-Dog
Shoot a nigga in his face, knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like a role call
Pain killers got a nigga bout to doze off
Big shit nigga, talk big shit nigga
Big bread bread like a picnic nigga
Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Money spread like germs, get sick nigga
Yeah, and fuck them other niggas
1 9 hundred, who want it? I deliver
Concrete shoes won't help in the river
I don't care if you were Michael Phelps, my nigga
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I'm flyer than the mutherfuckin' stealth, my nigga
Y-Young Money shit, top shelf, my nigga
We the motherfuckers like MILF, my nigga
UhUm, Flow like syringes
Yeah, I'm in my mode, got a code like Da Vinci
I was in the trenches, now I'm in the Trump
And everybody watch ya back when you're in the front
You ain't never safe, stop playin' with a gangsta
Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker
Bend the girl over, put her hands on her ankles
I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles
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I'm eatin, you's a waiter
Pistol on my hip, Tomb Raider
Holla at ya gualla, sue 'em later
Young tune nigga, typhoon nigga
And if you think it's sweet, buy a room nigga
Damu, nigga
I'm on my gang shit
She gimme good brain like she studied at Cambridge
Lightin' up a mutherfuckin' blunt
Stupid fruity swag like a mutherfuckin' runt
And I be with my dog like a mutherfucka huntin'
Every day of the week is the first of the month
Audemar Piguet with the diamonds in the face, can't tell the time cause the diamonds in the face
We can get it poppin' like a semi automatic
And if ya got beef, I'll put the biscuit on the pattyy
Rockstar tatted, big money addict
Runnin' this shit, now I'm feelin' athletic
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Street shit, well of course
I smoke mad weed, I'm on my high horse
Please don't shoot me down, I land feet flat
Then walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back
Hah, I need a massage
And when it come to hoes, man I got a collage
Finger on the button, nigga just stuntin'
If you ain't the bank teller, don't tell me nothin'
Kush so strong, you can smell me comin'
Bitch, I go hard like the boy from 300
You think y'all kick it
Well boy we puntin'
Young Money baby, we the shit, weak stomachs
Young Money, syrup in the big shot
Time to do the thing thats word to your wrist watch
Shoot the glock till it burn till my wrist lock
Rims hella big tires skinny like Chris Rock
Ho hold the gun sideways like o'dogg
Shoot a nigga in his face knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like a roll call
Pain killers got a nigga bout ta doze off
Big shit nigga talk big shit nigga
Big bread bread like a picnic nigga
Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Money spread like germs get sick nigga
Yeaa, And fuck them other niggas,
1 9 hundred who want It, I deliver
Concrete shoes wont help in the river
I dont care if you were Michael Phelps my nigga
I'm higher than a mothafucka Alps my nigga
I'm flyer than a mothafucka stealth my nigga
Young Money shit top shelf my nigga
We them mothafuckas like Milf my nigga
UhUhm, Flow like Syringes
Yea I'm in my mode got a code like Da Vinci
I was in the trenches, now I'm in the trunk
And everybody watch your back, when your in the front
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"Ice Cream Paint Job"
Young Money, syrup in the big shot
Time to do the thing thats word to your wrist watch
Shoot the glock till it burn till my wrist lock
Rims hella big tires skinny like Chris Rock
Ho hold the gun sideways like o'dogg
Shoot a nigga in his face knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like a roll call
Pain killers got a nigga bout ta doze off
Big shit nigga talk big shit nigga
Big bread bread like a picnic nigga
Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Money spread like germs get sick nigga
Yeaa, And fuck them other niggas,
1 9 hundred who want It, I deliver
Concrete shoes wont help in the river
I dont care if you were Michael Phelps my nigga
I'm higher than a mothafucka Alps my nigga
I'm flyer than a mothafucka stealth my nigga
Young Money shit top shelf my nigga
We them mothafuckas like Milf my nigga
UhUhm, Flow like Syringes
Yea I'm in my mode got a code like Da Vinci
I was in the trenches, now I'm in the trunk
And everybody watch your back, when your in the front
You ain't never safe stop playin with a gangsta
Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker
Bend the girl over put her hands on her ankles
I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles
Why thank yous, if you a hater
I'm eatin, yous a waiter
Pistol on my hip, Tomb Raider
Holla at your guala, zoom later
Young Tune nigga, typhoon nigga
And if you think its sweet, buy a room nigga
Damu Nigga, Im on my gang shit,
She give me good brain like she studied at Cambridge
Lightin up a mothafucking blunt,
Stupid fruity swag like a mothafucka runt
And I be with my dog like a mothafucking hunt
and everyday of the week is the first day of the month
Audemar Piguet with the diamonds in the face
Can't tell the time cause the diamonds in the face
We can get it poppin like a semi automatic
And if you got beef I put the biscuit on the patty
Rockstar tatted, big money addict
Running this shit now Im feelin athletic
I I'm on a boat bitch, gettin sea sick
Stop playin Im fresher then a degree stick
Street shit, well of course, I smoke mad weed
I'm on my high horse, please don't shoot me down, I land feet flat
Then walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back
Haha, I need a massage,
And when it comes to hoes man I got a collage
Finger on the button, nigga just stuntin'
If you ain't the bank teller don't tell me nuntin
Kush so strong you can smell me coming
bitch I go hard like the boy from 300
You think ya kick it, well boy we puntin
Young Money baby we the shit weak stomachs
No Ceilings....Mothafucka
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burn rudder off the tires like a dummy
Ya who want it, you can come and get it, get your cameras ready though, photo finishhhhhh
Yeah I'm the sickest, that you'll ever witness, been all about it for a minute, what is this, they don't seem to be, getting it, maybe, its time to explain it, only reason I'm most gifted with it is cuz I went ahead and brought the pain in.
But my worth is, not worthless, my worth is, proven, winning every inning, ain't never sat here losing, and this rap game, can paint a perfect picture, curveball when I throw it all, together, that's a perfect pitcher, yeah fuck it whatever.
Arm like a cannon, armed like an army man, of one, I'm the only army damn.
Had to speak to my f****** therapist to do this, how to do this, had to ask her, her answers are therapeutic, didn't answer any questions but that Ass did, answering questions even asked. Damn like what that body do, body like milk, give me milfand cookies, strong in this game first day wasn't rookie, took a big bite of this game, I was hooked on it, that's called playing hooky man , or is that fishin, Hook line sinker with this dick now it's stinking, eyes full of desire, but they looin red, that's how I get inspired, I stay wired but I'm tired,
Young Money, syrup in the big shot
Time to do the thing that's word to your wrist watch
Shoot the glock till it burn till my wrist lock
Rims hella big tires skinny like Chris Rock
Ho hold the gun sideways like o'dogg
Shoot a n-gga in his face knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like a roll call
Pain killers got a n-gga bout ta doze off
Big shit n-gga talk big sh-t n-gga
Big bread bread like a picnic n-gga
Shake the whole game like the hit stick n-gga
Money spread like germs get sick n-gga
Yeaa, And f-ck them other n-ggas,
1 9 hundred who want I deliver
Concrete shoes wont help in the river
I don't care if you were Michael Phelps my n-gga
I'm higher than a mothaf-cka elps my n-gga
I'm flyer than a mothaf-cka stilt my n-gga
Young Money sh-t top shelf my n-gga
We the mothaf-ckas like Milf my n-gga
Uhuhm, Flow like Syringes
Yea I'm in my mode got a cold like...
I wan in the trenches, now I'm in the trunk
And everybody watch your back, wen your in the front
You aint never safe stop playin with a gangsta
Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker
Bend the girl over put her hands on her ankles
I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles
Why thank yous, if you a hater
I'm eatin, yous a waiter
Pistol on my hip, Tomb Raider
Holla at your guala, zoom later
Young Tune n-gga, typhoon n-gga
And if you think your sweet n-gga, buy a room n-gga
Die or move n-gga, I'm on my gang sh-t,
She give me good brain like she studied at Cambridge
Lightin up a mothaf-cking blunt,
Stupid fruity swag like a mothaf-cka runt
And I be with my dog like a mothaf-cking huntin
Everyday of the week is the first day of the month
Audemar Piguet with the diamonds in the face
Can't tell the time cause the diamonds in the face
We can get it poppin like a semi automatic
And if you got beef I put the biscuit on the patty
Rockstar tatted, big money addict
Running this sh-t now I'm feelin athletic
I I'm on a boat bitch, gettin sea sick
Stop playin I'm fresher then a degree stick
Street sh-t, well of course, I smoke mad weed
I'm on my high horse, please don't shoot me down, I land feet flat
Then walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back
Haha, I need a massage,
And when it comes to hoes man I got a collage
Finger on the button, n-gga just stuntin
If you aint the bank teller don't tell me nuntin
Kush so strong you can smell me coming
B-tch I go hard like the boy from 300
You think ya kick it, well boy we puntin
Young Money baby we the sh-t weak stomachs
No Ceilings... Mothaf-cka
Young Money, syrup in the big shot
Time to do the thing thats word to your wrist watch
Shoot the glock till it burn till my wrist lock
Rims hella big tires skinny like Chris Rock
Ho hold the gun sideways like o'dogg
Shoot a nigga in his face knock his nose off
Make the girls say my name like a roll call
Pain killers got a nigga bout ta doze off
Big shit nigga talk big shit nigga
Big bread bread like a picnic nigga
Shake the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Money spread like germs get sick nigga
Yeaa, And fuck them other niggas,
1 9 hundred who want It, I deliver
Concrete shoes wont help in the river
I dont care if you were Michael Phelps my nigga
I'm higher than a mothafucka Alps my nigga
I'm flyer than a mothafucka stealth my nigga
Young Money shit top shelf my nigga
We them mothafuckas like Milf my nigga
UhUhm, Flow like Syringes
Yea I'm in my mode got a code like Da Vinci
I was in the trenches, now I'm in the trunk
And everybody watch your back, when your in the front
You ain't never safe stop playin with a gangsta
Bring it to his face and he ran like a flanker
Bend the girl over put her hands on her ankles
I'm all over this ice cream beat like sprinkles
Why thank yous, if you a hater
I'm eatin, yous a waiter
Pistol on my hip, Tomb Raider
Holla at your guala, zoom later
Young Tune nigga, typhoon nigga
And if you think its sweet, buy a room nigga
Damu Nigga, Im on my gang shit,
She give me good brain like she studied at Cambridge
Lightin up a mothafucking blunt,
Stupid fruity swag like a mothafucka runt
And I be with my dog like a mothafucking hunt
and everyday of the week is the first day of the month
Audemar Piguet with the diamonds in the face
Can't tell the time cause the diamonds in the face
We can get it poppin like a semi automatic
And if you got beef I put the biscuit on the patty
Rockstar tatted, big money addict
Running this shit now Im feelin athletic
I I'm on a boat bitch, gettin sea sick
Stop playin Im fresher then a degree stick
Street shit, well of course, I smoke mad weed
I'm on my high horse, please don't shoot me down, I land feet flat
Then walk a million miles with New Orleans on my back
Haha, I need a massage,
And when it comes to hoes man I got a collage
Finger on the button, nigga just stuntin'
If you ain't the bank teller don't tell me nuntin
Kush so strong you can smell me coming
bitch I go hard like the boy from 300
You think ya kick it, well boy we puntin
Young Money baby we the shit weak stomachs
No Ceilings....Mothafucka