Loki’s Theme Lyrics – Lil Wayne

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[Intro]
B-walk, on this sidewalk, I’ma leave chalk
I don’t know what the fu*k he thought
I put on in his head like a deep—

[Verse 1]
What up, though, it’s Tunechi
New Orleans n!gga, turn gumbo to sushi
Money real tall like Mutombo, you puny
You already know I’m a big dog, you Snoopy
Soldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I’m droopy
Smoke it, then b0mb like you nuke me, it’s spooky

Y’all n!ggas fluky, y’all n!ggas always broke like a hoopty
Hold up, sound off, one, two, snatch the crown off of you
I make house calls, I’ma come through and kick the door down like kung fu
Hold up, pop a bottle, Don Perry
Like Colorado, I’m Primary
Don’t talk that s*it, no commentary
Just shake that, shh, like a library
Flow so clean, got me tip-toeing
D!ck so big, almost tripped over it
I came on her belly, that’s star jelly
B!tch, b!tch, give me brain like a smart aleck
Hold up, right, left, right, left, you’re toothless
Break his nose, right hand full of mucus
Pu*sy n!gga, stop playing, start douching
Blood chilling in the cut, no sutures
Uh, B-walk, one punch slept a n!gga, made him sleepwalk
She up and down on this d!ck like a see-saw
I’m stepping around this b!tch like the green Hulk, hold up
Grr, watch your remarks
You know I check a n!gga like results
Your b!tch tryna beat my meat, that’s that meat assault
You know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood

[Chorus]
On Blood (On Blood), I said on Blood (On Blood)

N!gga tripping ’til he see his own blood (Own blood)
I pistol whip him, now he sipping on blood (On blood)
No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)
That’s on on Blood (On Blood)
Blood bath, you can get your own tub (Suwoo)
I’m mama grizzly ’cause I got my own cubs (Suwoo)
Big B’s and I got my own buzz
That’s on blood, that’s on blood (On Blood)
This n!gga tripping ’til he see his own blood (Own blood)
I pistol whip him, now he sipping on blood (On blood)
No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)
That’s on Blood (On Blood)
Blood bath, you can get your own tub (Own tub)
I’m mama grizzly ’cause I got my own cubs (Own cubs)
Big B’s and I got my own buzz and I got it out the mud (Got it out the—)

[Verse 2]
B-walk, on this sidewalk, I’ma leave chalk
I don’t know what the fu*k he thought
I put on in his head like a deep thought
And if he walk, that’s cheap talk
Breaking back, booling, that’s how we talk
And the streets talk, gotta speak soft
You know n!ggas get killed by default
Tune act a donkey like hee-haw
Him a lay a n!gga down like pink salt
Smoking that tree ’til the tree fall
And I stay armed like sleeves off
Red-red like spaghetti and meatballs
Cold-cold blooded, I got the deep frost
Hop-hop on the D and she rejoice
I’m a Blood, little b!tch, I’m a B-boy

[Outro]
No (??)
2:33, on Blood, Tunechi
I pistol whip him, now he sipping on blood
No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood
Big B’s and I got my own buzz and I got it out the—
Got it out the mud, mud
Motherfu*ker, got it out the mud
Motherfu*ker, got it out the mud (On Blood)
Motherfu*ker, got it out the mud
Blood and I got it out the— I got it out the mud
Mud, motherfu*ker, got it out the mud
Motherfu*ker, got it out the mud