Biznite
Biznite

Lil Wayne - Biznite Lyrics

Hip-Hop/Rap
Jul 10, 2015
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Biznite Lyrics

I'm dippin' in a black milleny benny sittin' on twenties
Top off when the city's windy me and pretty Cindy
She dressed up in pretty Fendi and she sippin' Remy
I'm Iceburg nuttin' but whenny all the way to my tinny
I'm hotter than a semi' 'cause this skirt she's wearing mini
And plus my head is spinnin' from drinkin' this fifth of Henny
I stop at any deli cause this freakin' with her penny
And ain't no tellin' how many she 'umm already been in.
We get inside the room and she gigglin' plain grinnin'
Slowly the lights dimmin' and I'm slippin' on my jimmy
I'm feelin' with her titties this is only the beginnin'
I stick it in her kitty now she screamin' come on gimme
I'm flippin' this chick over and I caught her slowly bendin'
I'm hittin' got her twistin' this is my ninny you hear me
And when its time to quit I got her soakin wet and drippin'
She asked me for a kiss, ah

[Chorus]
Biznite is you trippin'
Biznite is you trippin'
What
Biznite is you trippin'
What
Biznite is you trippin'
He he he, what
You nothin' but a sack chasin' cock tastin' biznite
You're never gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
If your baby come born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
No I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
If your baby come out saying wha, I ain't the pa

I ride up in a Porsche Boxter see this fox her name was Tasha
I got her when I stopped her at McDonald's with her partner
I jocked the way she rocked her lil Versace and her Prada
I'm Iceburg
I jot her my phone number later on gave me a holla
I popped up by her mamas so her nigga won't know nada
She took thirty minutes play me like a some kinda coward
Now hopped up in my car and started talkin' 'bout her doctor
She said she started ridin' it in her babies fathers Honda
She wish that he would trade it in and cop a brand new Mazda
I'm drivin' to the to the back and put the top up
I roll down all the windows put the car in function "watch the"
I tried to touch her thigh she moved my hand and said ah ah bro
It took five minutes to bang then you know she proper
I'm knockin' out her brains
We got the car shakin' and rocklin'
She asked me for a kiss ah

Biznite what's your problem
Wha
Biznite what's your problem
Wha
Biznite what's your problem
Wha
Biznite what's your problem
Wha
You nothin but a sack chasin' cock tastin' biznite
You're never gonna amount to anything but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
If your baby come born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
No I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa

There was this stoofy name was Lucy came up to me at the movies
Said she just saw Balla Blockin and thought that I was cute
And but you and baby too can still come over early Tuesday
I just bought a new mansion just finished it and my movie
I knew she was a new from head to shoulder she was Gucci
And me I'm Iceberg Tom and Jerry, Daffy and Goofy
She say "oo" it would be so nice and usually she would do it
But lately she been cocky she just came from institution
I say that's cool 'cause I don't really want to have to shoot him
I gave the broad the pager number and said that she should use it
As soon as I flew by in that navy and baby blue six
She beeped and left a message that she come up with a solution
I scootin' a run through straight to my house I won't be foolish
She had no bathing suit and then want me to see her booty
I oozed it in her coochie when she got in my Jacuzzi
She asked me for a kiss, ah

Biznite is you stupid
Biznite is you stupid
What
Biznite is you stupid
What he he he what
Because your nothin' but a sack chasin' cock tastin' biznite
You're never gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
If your baby come born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
No I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
No I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
If your baby come out saying wha, I ain't the pa
You're a sack chasin' cock tastin' biznite
You're never gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
If your baby come born with braids I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
No I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
Nope I ain't the pa
Hell no I ain't the pa
If your baby come out throwin' up "W"'s I ain't the pa nigga.
I ain't the pa

Writer(s): B. Thomas, D.P. Carter
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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