Lil Wayne – John (If I Die Today) ft Rick Ross

John (If I Die Today) is another earth shattering hip-hop and rap song by by a talented rapper, Lil Wayne featuring Rick Ross.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Tha Carter IV” was officially released on 29 August 2011.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

Fo’ fo’ bulldog, my motherfucking pet

I point it at you and tell that motherfucker fetch

I’m fucking her good, she got her legs on my neck

I get pussy, mouth and ass, call it triple threat

When I was in jail she let me call her collect

But if she get greedy, I’ma starve her to death

Top down, it’s upset, been fucking the world and nigga I ain’t come yet

You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck

The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet

The guns are drawn and I ain’t talking ’bout a sketch

I pay these niggas with a reality check

Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best

This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress

The money don’t sleep so Weezy can’t rest

An AK47 is my fucking address, huh

I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car

Load up the choppers like it’s December 31st

Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts

Cause if I die today, remember me like John Lennon

Buried in Louis, I’m talking all brown linen, huh

Big black, and an icy watch

Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop

Counts the profits you could bring ’em in a Nike box

Grinding in my Jordans kick ’em off they might high, swish!

I’m swimming in a yellow bitch, boss

In the red 911 looking devilish

Red beam make a nigga sit down

Thought it were bullet proof ’til he got hit the fifth time

Drop?

Make it come back even harder than before

Baby I’m the only one that paid your car notes

Well connected I got killers in Chicago

I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car

Load up the choppers like it’s December 31st

Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts

Cause if I die today, remember me like John Lennon

Buried in Louis, I’m talking all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid get ya head popped

I got that Esther, bitch I’m red fox

Big b’s, Red Sox

I get money to kill time, dead clocks

You’re fucking with a nigga who don’t give a fuck

Empty the clip, then roll the window up

Pussy niggas sweet, you niggas cinnabun

I’m in a red bitch, she said she finna come

200 thou on a chain, I don’t need a piece

That banana clip, let Chiquita speak

Dark shades, Eazy E

Five letters, YMCMB

Bitch-ass Nigga, pussy-ass nigga

I see ya looking, with your looking-ass nigga

You know the rules, kill ’em all and keep moving

If I died today it’d be a holiday

I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car

So don’t make it come alive

Rip ya apart than I put myself together

YMCMB, double M, we rich forever

The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon’ bang

Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint

Red Lamborghini ’til I gave it to my bitch

My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks

Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape

Ain’t it funny momma, only son be baking cakes

Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I’m Santa Claus

Niggas gather round, I got gifts for all of y’all

Take it home and let it bubble that’s the double up

If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up

It’s a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up

I call the plays, motherfuck huddle up

I’m not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car

Yeah