Lil Wayne - Hard Body lyrics

Hard Body Maddfucka Got The Heart Of A Killer

Young God In Da Buildin Bout To Start A Religion

Bout To Call Bin Laden Up And Order Some Missles

Bring Em Straight To Yo Block And Go To War Wit You Bitches

If U Hit The Head Then The Rest Fall In Position

Shoot A Nigga On Da Porch And Make Him Fall In Da Kitchen

Copped A Big Boy Porsche Wit All Da Specifics

And I Keep The Torche Baby Call Me Olympics

Red White Blue Pills Flip My Skills Like Gyminst

And Neva Give A Bitch Money Blood or Kidneys

When The Gun Goes Pow I Be At The Finish

Wit A Medal Roun My Neck Autograph On My Tennis

The Land Of Da Murder Dope Crack And Syringes

Pull Up On Ya In Da Coupe How Fat Is Ya Engine

Neva Talk To Those That Sat On Da Benches No

I Was In Da Game On 4th And Inches

These Niggas Want The Business

Imma Give These Boys Da Business

See U Fuckin Wit Da Boy That Took Toys Before Christmas

Got All These Hoes Trippin

Got All These Hoes Strippin

No We Aint P$C But Them Bitches Kno We Tippin

I Juss Bought A Pint And Aint None Of Yall Sippin

Make My Friends Buy They Own Fuck Im Tired Of Being Friendly

You Aint Gotta Lie Juss To Try To Be Wit Me

Got Bitches Up In Heaven Waitin At The God To Be Wit Me

Im Crazy For Being Wayne Or Is Wayne Juss Crazy

I Been Around Im Still Around Like Them Geico Cavemen

Hairpin Trigga No I Wont Shave It

I Spot Hiphop In The Ocean Im Gon Save It

The South Is So Dirty Bitch U Can Bathe It

Hollygrove Dawg And I Feel Like Mating

Babygirl Yo Pussy Lookin So Vacant

And Its Fuck You And Fuck Georgia Bush Not Makin

Fuck Waste Deep Im In Ova My Head

But Its Cool Imma Make It Im Good Like Meagan

Your Girl Want Me To Come Ron Like Reagan

Your Boyfriend Is Softer Than A Carton Of Eggs And

I Dont Fear Nothing But God And Weddings

At The Top Of My Paper Like Im Starting A Heading

My Homie Santana Yea Das My Ace

But You May Kno Us As I Cant Feel My Face

They Dont Kno Where I Came From But They Kno Where Im Goin

And Imma Tell Juss How The Top Feels When Im On

In The Game Im No Cheetah Imma Tiger Imma Panther Im A Cougar Imma Bengel

Ocho Cinco

Im Illie Shirt Softer Than Gillie

In A Pair Of Gucci Flops Feelin Freeyer Than Willie

When Dem Niggas Left Eye It Got A Little Bit Chilli

But I Juss Let It Burn Like The End Of A Philly

WHEEZY

Thanks to Nisha for these lyrics