LYRICS: YFS by Lil Wayne

–Chorus–
Young, fresh and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
About to buy the centerpiece, Love Wrestlemania
Love miscellaneous, fuck instantaneous
I’m busting nuts in her mouth, young macadamia
Young, rich and famous, young rich and famous
Young Money but the money so fuckin’ ancient
Buy wine, drink it, by God, amen
Can’t forget to thank him, young, fresh and shameless

–Verse 1–
Black to it, waste no time
Black Uzi, Draco, 9
Back smokin’ bomb
[?]
Black Mamba, coke lines
Snake eyes open wide
Rap poison, you know why
Hair trigger, no salon

Can’t lose, in overtime, hit Miami for LeBron
Swam through whole Ocean Drive
Smoke a stick, porcupine
All these bitches want be mine
Yeah she let me blow her mind
Look at how I make all these looking ass niggas roll they eyes

Go retarded on them, Tunechi
Openhearted on them, Tunechi
I’m the father with the pants, I’m talking Carter in them blue jeans
Smoking harder on a doobie, holy water running through me
Polarizer, tryna shoot me
[?]

–Verse 2–
Young niggas famous, my young niggas go in
My OGs are no different, identical twins
1-7 amen, that’s my set, amen
Can’t forget to thank them
Fuck these hoes, I blame them

Young, fresh and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
Bout to body slam your bitch
Lord, Wrestlemania
Young, rich and famous, young, rich and famous
If you hating on me you can tongue kiss the anus

Bigger picture painting, fine art framing
Don’t forget to hang it, fine wine drank it
Turn a trap house to the wine house, Amy
Write a card, amen
Don’t forget to thank him

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Don’t try to play him, your whole squad be dead man
We pull up in the AM, toast, waffles, bacon
More fiyah blazin’, the chopper sound Jamaican
I stay armed like a cowboy
[?]

–Verse 3–
That’s her point of blanket, she under it naked
I’m under influences, got me overthinking
Got me syrup drinkin’, popping Percs to painers
Niggas talking about they gods, they just Kirk Franklins

And my dreams are so big, feel like the Earth’s shrinking
I wake up and chase my dreams, catch ’em and contain ’em
Still the best rapper alive, still the steel is stainless
I feel like the Yankees, but —-

–Chorus–
Young, fresh and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
About to body slam your bitch
Love Wrestlemania
Love miscellaneous, we fuck instantaneous
I’m busting nuts in her mouth, young macadamia
Young, rich and famous, young rich and famous
Young Money but the money so fuckin’ ancient
Buy wine, drink it, by God, amen
Can’t forget to thank him, young, fresh and shameless

–Outro–
Young, fresh and shameless
(Hold up)
Got me syrup drinkin’, popping Percs to painers
Niggas talking about they gods, they just Kirk Franklins
Oh

 

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