LETITBURN (WU-TANG) Lyrics

(Damn son, where'd you find this?)

Fuck nigga, I let it burn

Put another opp nigga inside the urn

Come practice head, yeah you should come and learn

Don't leave your friend, yeah let her have a turn

I'll rather Wu-Tang that bitch than let it burn

I cap on my raps cause I'm a nerd

Glock doin' laps, shoot ya like a bird

On some Griffin shit, bird is the word

Talk shit, another empty clip

I'm EBK, never blood or crip

Suck on my tip, get nut on your lip

Red in my Fanta, It's easier to sip

On some Frito-Lay shit, chip 'n' dip

Everybody looking at me, look at you

Eat a black girl out like some soul food

This shit organic, like some Whole Foods

I ain't done, let me get some more food

I say please and thank you cause I ain't rude

When I nut in her butt she gonna fuckin' toot

But we smoking heavy like a rasta

Spaghetti lookin' nigga, pasta

Part time lover, full time rapper

Get in the car, shoot your block up

Free v4mp, Free Happie, Free Trell and Tito

Dumb niggas always gettin' E-coli

Killin' on this beat like I'm Grim Reaper

Starin' at her ass and I be starin' at her titas

What, gave you the bird like I'm Peter

Not enough room in the two-seater

Bad ass hoe, her name Rita

Met her at a pizzeria

Snap pics of her feet, huh?

Who knows that she was a cheater

She wanna be my Lois to my Peter

Shoot a cow, send it to PETA

Me and that bad-ass latina

Smokin' on some reefer

In the parking lot of a arena

Fuck nigga, I let it burn

Put another opp nigga inside the urn

Come practice head, yeah you should come and learn

Don't leave your friend, yeah let her have a turn

I'll put a pussy ass bitch in the dirt

Where all the troll-y people lurk

I'll steal your EBT on the first

I got the high ground, I got an advantage

I'll cum in your bitch like she was a sandwich

But I've been feelin' very rabid

Like a nigga Peter Rabbit

I be smokin' just a little habit, we be slappin' just a little dabbin'

Y'all don't know persona, just a little actin'

You say you shoot a nigga, if you caught him lackin'

I always cap, but I be J.P. Morgan packin'

Niggas said I always lacked at rappin'

Never had bread but I got Cheetos stackin'

Always gotta keep it low-key

Dumb ass *****, nigga, *****

Keepin' it hella Thor like a nigga Loki

Y'all don't even wanna proceed, I don't even wanna succeed

Keepin' it logical, Bobby

Wendy-ass nigga, Robbie

It ain't possible, still call me

Bodies on the floor, still rottin'

Everybody down the block, still plottin'

At the homie's crib where it's still poppin'

Fuck nigga, I let it burn

Put another opp nigga inside the urn

Come practice head, yeah you should come and learn

Don't leave your friend, yeah let her have a turn

(Damn son, where'd you find this?)