- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Armstrong
 - Billie Joe/wright Iii
 - Frank Edwin/pritchard
 - Mike Ryan/carter
 - Dwayne/valenzano
 - Marcello Antonio/lyon
 - Andre Christopher
 
- Tags:
 - diff
 - hot revolver
 - memories
 
- See also:
 
Lil Wayne - Hot Revolver lyrics
[Lil Wayne:]
 Young mullah, baby
 Umm, young mullah, baby
 She says, do you have the time
 To listen to me whine
 She askin' who's on the other line?
 You diss me every time
 I tell 'em, baby I'm a star
 Shit, I'm above a star
 And now I done got so high
 I did forgotten who you are
 (Are, are)
 Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh
 Ah ah
 Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh
 Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh
 Ah ah
 I'm in love with you
 But I can't be with you
 Tomorrow I'll be back
 Up on the first flight
 Right up out of town
Young mullah, baby
 Hop back in my spaceship
 Girl, I gotta drop your ass off
 (Oh oh eh eh)
 Last night, yeah we were spaced girl
 You love it, girl, I gotta take off
 (Oh oh eh eh)
 'Cause Imma be here next week
 So call your company and take off
 Oh oh oh, yeah oh oh eh
 'Cause she say, "Wayne, Wayne"
 So she got me all impatient
 Cry me a river
 I can hear my conscious
 While I say aloud
 [Chorus:]
 Boy, you got a problem
 (Problem)
 And you ain't foolin' no one
 But yourself
 You're like a hot revolver
 (Hot revolver)
 But you ain't killin' no one
 But yourself
 [Lil Wayne:]
 And so she's gone to party town
 On her own
 And you go by yourself
 So all alone
 I told her, I can be with her
 But I can't be with her
 As much as she like me to
 She like me too muchLil Wayne - Hot Revolver - http://motolyrics.com/lil-wayne/hot-revolver-lyrics.html
 That's the problem
 Oh my God, then Shorty be whillin'
 And when I say I got to leave
 You wouldn't believe
 All of the things that she'll do
 And all of the things
 That she'll say to make me stay
 And I be like, 'Damn'
 I'll be back someday
 But she wanna go with me
 To outer space
 So we made love in the Milky Way
 And then I send her on her way
 [Chorus:]
 Boy, you got a problem
 (Problem)
 And you ain't foolin' no one
 But yourself
 You're like a hot revolver
 But you ain't killin' no one
 But yourself
 And so she's gone to party town
 On her own
 And you go by yourself
 So all alone
 and now shes not picking up the phone
 i dont know what to do
 thinking about visiting her home
 landing my spaceship on her roof
 goin through her bedroom window only to find a man's shoe on the floor
 oh noooo
 oh nooo no 
 oh noo 
 and im like who am i playin
 she was cheatin wayne and
 if u leave again i dont wanna see u any more
 hope back in my spaceship hopin i wasent spotted at all
 baby if i see him umma probably knock yo ass out
 (Oh oh eh eh)
put u in the trunk, throw him over the brige and take off
 [Chorus:]
 Boy, you got a problem
 (Problem)
 And you ain't foolin' no one
 But yourself
 You're like a hot revolver
 But you ain't killin' no one
 But yourself
 And so she's gone to party town
 On her own
 And you go by yourself
 So all alone










