Santana, Juelz - Black Out Lyrics

[Intro: Juelz Santana]
Fly nigga, I'm taking off
Fly, fly nigga I'm taking off

[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Fly nigga, I'm taking off
Bad bitches, they take it off
Oh that look like what's her name, yeah what's her name's baby mom's
I eat the pussy, no play default
The pussy bushy, gotta shave it off
She said band's make her dance, I'm beating drums and blowing horns
She told me that if I give her a tip she give me bank head like [?]
She tried to lock that pussy up, but I came through like bail bonds
White seat, white mink
White car, I'm the black Fonz
W, W, W, dot, I fucked the shit out of her, dot com
Say yeah nigga I'm back
Yeah nigga I'm back
Tell Mitt Romney fall back
My president still black
I ain't gotta press no buttons nigga, I wake up with my swag on
Y'all niggas is broke, your pockets should have a cast on
Bitches think I'm a photographer, my next tape with that flash on
My [?] sting with that flash on, it's lights out when I clap on
I'm nic nigga, I'm nic nigga, like Times Square when the ball drop
Word is they be sleeping on me, well make this they alarm clock

[Hook x2: Lil Wayne]
Black out in that pussy, I black out in that pussy
I'm addicted, like she got a crackhouse in that pussy
Man I smash out in that pussy, then I pass out in that pussy
We stomp that nigga out, and watch him drag out that pussy

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
She don't even know me like that
But she gon' learn today, yeah
And every big dog like cat, girl
And they done let me out my cage and she told me
She need me in her life, but I told her
You need dick in your life, and she said
You know, you're probably right
Great minds think alike, and then I paint her white
So I can


[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
Living la vida loca
I hate being sober
These niggas say I broke but, I bet them nigga broker
I'm Batman and you Joker's
She gave me neck, choke her
And I have the super, so yeah nigga I soaked her
Damn, that's your lady?
Damn, that's your lady?
She got your name tatted, that's crazy
I cover that with my babies
Told her to come downstairs, we did it all in my Caddy'
Asked her where them kids is at, she said upstairs with they daddy
Money coming in by the packs
Everyday I pop tags
In the club wasting this cash
Bitch, keep bouncing that ass
She said real niggas don't last
They say real niggas don't last
Nah, it's just too many fake niggas making real niggas look bad
Get [?] with your lame ass
Living fast, no brake pads
Stop, wait, now frame that
My lifestyle ain't for bitch niggas
I use lifestyles on your bitch, nigga
I see a bitch, I want a bitch, and I just tell my bitch get it
And I


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