Tuxedo - Lil Wayne ft. Euro

I ain't Aaron Rodgers 'cause I'm still on that pack, nigga

Still got 12 on my motherfuckin' back, nigga

Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga

I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga

Fuckin' all night long when I wake up

I could barely walk

Money callin' me, I say, "Hello?"

That shit say, "Can we talk?"

Don't care who these rappers are

That shit sound like salad bars

Countin' so much money

I'ma need a hand massage

I sip that sip like that sip Frappuccino

I wore a tuxedo to cook up a kilo

I'm in the kitchen lookin' like Al Pacino

Whippin' Aquafina 'til it's Pellegrino

Shout out the C.O. that gave me some pussy in jail

On the d-low, she one, double zero

Shout out the freak ho that I gave the lead role

But didn't deserve b-roll, lowkey had me emo, fuck

I ain't a killer but you pushin' me

I smoke your lil ass like some kushery

I burn your lil ass like a DVD

I caught my lil' ho with a EBT

I think this ho thinking 'bout havin' ten of me

Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me

She want some company, she want some misery

She want some Tiffany's, bitch, you a Heffany

I know the bad times

Won't ever replace the good (The good)

I got some new money comin' in

Gotta make room (Check)

Instead of me holdin' a trophy

I'd rather my brothers

I got a homie who stay in the field on the mound

Had a hell of a splitter but now he inside and he totin' a cutter

They put a lil' thing on the side that go "Click"

And make it go, "Brr", smoother than butter

And I'm always tellin' myself

"Just 'cause he showin' me love, it do not mean they love us"

I'm takin' my time and can't nobody rush us

And she got a man with a whole lot of rules

And she breakin' 'em all, so I'm doin' her justice

Don't leave me alone, I never did trust us

Too many eyes on the team

Like I'm sendin' a text with no auto-correct, uh, uh

Say she a virgin

Until she get fucked like a slut on the jet

I only come to collect

I'ma go through all the threat without makin' a threat

Shit is a movie, it's lookin' like Tubi

And I'm seein too many flaws in your set

Still on road and I came off tourin'

And I ain't shit but I'm still important

And I don't judge and I do no courtin'

And there ain't nothin' left when I take my portion

We gon' die enormous

Playin' no games and I still be scorin'

Ain't shit pretty, my bitch is gorgeous

Now that man in the mirror ain't normal

I ain't a killer but you pushin' me

I smoke your lil ass like some kushery

I burn your lil ass like a DVD

I caught my lil' ho with a EBT

I think this ho thinking 'bout havin' ten of me

Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me

She want some company, she want some misery

She want some Tiffany's, bitch, you a Heffany

I know the bad times

Won't ever replace the good (The good)

I got some new money comin' in

Gotta make room (Yeah)

I ain't Aaron Rodgers 'cause I'm still on that pack, nigga

Still got twelve on my motherfuckin' back, nigga

Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga

I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga