Lil Wayne - Glory Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Glory' is the latest English song performed by Lil Wayne. The song was released at 'Lil Wayne' official youtube channel on July 3rd, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: Glory (Lyric)
Artist: Lil Wayne
Writer: Lil Wayne
Album: Free Weezy
Music Label: Lil Wayne
Released Date: July 3rd, 2020.

Glory Lyrics:

Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on
I am about to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I am dark and strong
The garbage man putting on cologne, aroma wrong
I am on, I am on, this that shit they didn't want

I act an ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will I am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I am disappearing like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47, my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she doesn't speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishing well, then wish him well
Sipping syrup-like ginger ale, but I am the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I am spitting hail, I am Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, the little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails

Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I am the holy shit, I am God's manure
I know how to hack a jeweler ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I am inside your room with a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I am awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I am hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory
I am awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I am hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU

Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I am not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I am high as lunar, I am wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, Surprise, but couldn't party long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawing board
But all this fu*king art destroyed, this the art of war
These nig*as soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I am the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I am soaring out the confusion
Your motor mouth keep vrooming, I am going Tony Stewart
I am on the fluid, I am ruined, I am cold as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view until I find a mirror, start talking to it
It told me the truth, it said I am the shit and you party-pooping

Lord, oh, Lord
Am I talking crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe

We got that white girl like in the 80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I am armed and lazy, I am spraying until my arms are lazy
Pardon my mental, I am higher than Continental
Went from flying cockroaches to flying without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, Be quiet, we need our privacy
Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle with a motive, you know this, I am with my who dies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus
No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory
Uh, glory, hallelujah

Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser
My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users
You see rolled-up dollar bills filled with snot and mucus

My tie is Lucas, my driver's cruising, my partner's ruthless
My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she popping roofies
I am not a student, I am not assumin' I am not a human
You are not immune to this kind of music, you got em, Tunechi
You got em, Tunechi, I got em...

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