Wish You Would lyrics

[Intro]

Look look look - don't play with me

Look look look

Huh? Huh? Look

[Verse 1]

Let's get the pistols out the trunk, let's get ready to bust bang!

Leave a nigga block full of nothin' but guts, brains

Ain't no way, nowhere that these niggas could duck flames

My guns up for and tellin' all to suck Wayne

I'm runnin' with a clique that just be thuggin' heavy

Plus I'm runnin' in them bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it

One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven

Ever since my nigga died I've been strapped up and ready

Come and get it - it's Weezy Wee, the hottest ever

Now this fella gon' get bullets inside his sweater

I'm just terror, or better yet, horror or drama

And tomorrow I'mma hit the block and borrow your momma

Beef with me, you're swimmin' in water with sharks and piranhas

Revolvers and choppers got all your partners callin' the coppers

And for the grand finale, I might pull up in a tan Denali

When I hop out, in my hand is a Calico sprayin' your family

[Chorus]

Don't play with me - I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

I pop my gun

Better hide and run

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

And I pop my gun

Better hide and run

[Verse 2]

What is this that done got me in your district? Twist it

Now everybody got dots on they heads like Egyptians

I'm tipsy - I've been sippin' on that Hennessy, people

Then it get deeper, I start shootin' up innocent people

Seventeen Creeper is who I - what I - be, dog

The clip slide in the four-five, then it blow five

In heat, dog? It's your life or me, dog

On four tires, or feet, dog

I still be on the block sweepin'

Nobody is not sleepin'

Got me in all black with a gun in a palm

Run in his home, start shootin', hit his son in the dome

Dummy, it's on - ain't gon' be no relaxin' and stuff

Cause when I come through mashin' the truck, I'm blastin' a pump

And passin' a blunt - me circle once to see if he dead

Gotta be sure cause niggas promised me a ki if he dead

But, dog, you get it raw if you war with the kid

I'll push your baby momma car off the bridge

Huh?!

[Chorus]

Don't play with me - I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

I pop my gun

Better hide and run

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

And I pop my gun

Better hide and run

[Verse 3]

You might catch me with bandanas and strapped T

On the back street of your block in the back seat

I'mma cap three at the first coward I up and see

I'mma bust the piece and knock his body a couple of feet

When I rush your front door, you get a few to your stomach

Hope they dress you up nice because your funeral Sunday

Nigga shouldn't've played tough - wouldn't've got his head bust

Now your whole livin' room is full of pink and red stuff

Now you're gatted up, full of that vodka and weed added up

Fresh platted up, your T-shirt all tatted up

Crack in the tongue of my kicks

Plus I got a gun on my hip, and I'm runnin' the strip

I know you see me: Little Weezy kill 'em all easy

A hundred rounds from the chopper leave 'em real sleepy

You know how we be smellin' weedy up in our clothes

Cutthroatin', connivin' killers, but that's all I know

Huh? Huh? Huh?

[Chorus]

Don't play with me - I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

I pop my gun

Better hide and run

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

And I pop my gun

Better hide and run

Don't play with me - I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

I pop my gun

Better hide and run

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

Niggas bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

And I pop my gun

Better hide and run

Don't play with me - I wish you would

I'ma hit your hood, then split your hood

You bet' not play with me cause I cock my gun

I pop my gun

Better hide and run

[Outro]

Niggas bet' not play with me

Look, uh-huh (uh-huh uh-huh)

Look look look

Look look look

Whoa

• Artist:Lil Wayne
• Album:Lights Out (2000)