Lil Wayne - Line Em Up

[Intro] M-M-M-Murda [Pre-Chorus] I had a Benz when you had a bike Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white You could ask Jada Pinkett, nigga, I'm a legend You could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend [Verse 1] She said I got a vanilla aftertaste Cut his face, let him use his blood for his aftershave A real pump, it ain't nothin' like South Park Pistol whip you 'til you know the serial number by heart Sit the trap on top your nose, if you sneeze, I squeeze Got them extra extendos, call them Eazy-Es Uzis, .223s, Tecs, semi-automatic, reflex Bullet ain’t got no name, but these no names ain't got no respect Put some respect on my name, no, know where I got that from Mad scientist in this bitch, don't even know what I'm mad for Whoo, 'cause it's hard to ignore the bullshit when it can't flush Whoo, tryna down and duck, but you can't duck, nigga [Chorus] Stunt, stunt, real deal Had the MAC-11, real, real Had to see your ass, the real deal Had to see your ass, the real deal I had to line 'em up, line 'em up You niggas crack me up Do-Donald Duck Stunt, stunt, real deal Had the MAC-11, real, real Had to see your ass, the real deal Had to see your ass, the real deal I had to line 'em up, I’m anonymous You niggas crack me up You better Donald Duck [Verse 2] Gas 'em up, I'ma burn 'em up Yeah, pack 'em up, I'ma pile up Yeah, line 'em up, yeah, sign 'em up Yeah, line 'em up, I'm anonymous [?] with the [?] I'm comin' back with the dogs Go at my neck, I come back at your skull I'm comin' back with her drawers Come back with the bag, the package and all Yeah, I put the stash in the wall 30-round dick, I'm jackin' it off, yeah To eighty more jacks in the cards Aces and Kings, blackest of hearts I played the hands I was taught Family man, your family involved, damn Family tree, branches gon' fall Actin' the ass, no actin' at all, no All of the cameras is off You fucked up the deal You back at the mall We duck and back at the farm [Pre-Chorus] I had a Benz when you had a bike Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white Ask Jada Pinkett, I'm a legend You could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend [Chorus] Stunt, stunt, real deal Had the MAC-11, real, real Had to see your ass, the real deal Had to see your ass, the real deal I had to line 'em up, line 'em up These niggas crack me up Do-Donald Duck [Outro] Line 'em up, sign 'em up I'ma grind 'em up, I'ma fire 'em up Smoke, smoke (Gas 'em up), smoke, smoke (Pile 'em up) Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke Line 'em up, yeah, blaow Smoke, Donald Duck I see you backin' up But you better Donald Duck You niggas crack me up You better Donald Duck, blaow, blaow Line 'em up, you better Donald Duck Gas 'em up, and I'ma fire 'em up, yeah Pack 'em up, and I'ma pile 'em up Funeral