Lil Wayne - Uproar

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Lyrics of Uproar by Lil Wayne

I see, thank you man, thank you



Y'all know his name

Ayo, Mack, let the beat drop

Ladies and gentlemen, C5 (oh), Wayne time (oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone

Let me see your shoulders work

I mean, I don't know what y'all came here to do, but uh

If you don't ain't a lighter, what the f- you smoking for

We hot (ha)

What the f- though?

Where the love go?

Five, four, three, two, I let one go

Bow, get the f- though, I don't bluff, bro

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo

You a roughneck, I'm a cutthroat

You're a tough guy, that's enough jokes

Then the sun die, the night is young though

The diamonds still shine, get it rough h-

What the f- though?

Where the love go?

Five, four, three, two, where the ones go?

It's a sh- show, put you front row

Talkin' sh-, bro? Let your tongue show

Money over b- and above h-

That is still my favorite love quote

Put the gun inside, what the f- for?

I sleep with the gun, and she don't snore

What the f- yo?

Where the love go?

Trade the ski mask, for the muzzle

It's a blood bath, where the suds go?

It's a Swizz beat, there the drums go?

If she's iffy, there the drugs go

If she sip lean, double-cup toast

I got a duffle full of hundos

There the love go, where's the uproar?

What the f- though?

Where the love go?

Five, four, three, two, I let one go

Bow, get the f- though, I don't bluff, bro

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo

What the f- though?

Where the love go?

Five, four, three, two, I let one go

Bow, get the f- though, I don't bluff, bro

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo

Get the f- though, I don't bluff, bro'

I come out the scuffle without a scuff, bro

Puff, puff, bro, I don't huff though

Yellow diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke

At your front door with a gun stowed

"Knock-knock, who's there?" is how it won't go

This the jungle so have the utmost

For the nutzos, and we nuts, so

What the f-, bro?

It's where I'm from, bro

We grow up fast, we roll up slow

We throw up gang signs, she throw up dope

Dreadlock hang down like you dun know

Put the green in the bag, like a lawnmower

Hair trigger pulled back like a cornrow

Extra clip in the stash like a console

Listenin' to Bono, you listen to Donald

What the f- bro?

Where the love go?

Swizzy, he the chef, I like my lunch gross

Just look up, bro, there the scuds go

I see the shovel, but where did bruh go?

Hmm, to the unknown

Only way he comin' is through his unborns

If you see what's in my bag, think I'm a drug lord

It's empty when I give it back, now where's the uproar?

What the f- though?

Where the love go?

Five, four, three, two, I let one go

Bow, get the f- though, I don't bluff, bro

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo

What the f- though?

Where the love go?

Five, four, three, two, I let one go

Bow, get the f- though, I don't bluff, bro

Aimin' at your head like a buffalo

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