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Se titula ‘D’usse’ la primera nueva canción de Lil Wayne, posiblemente incluida en su nuevo (y último) disco de estudio que, al menos de momento, llegará a las tiendas con bastante retraso.

‘The Carter V’, como todos sabemos, representa el álbum de adiós a la música del artista y inicialmente estaba previsto para ser publicado durante la primera semana de mayo.  

Fans y seguidores pero hoy pueden disfrutar con el inédito ‘D’usse’, nuevo single que lleva el nombre del coñac producido por Jay Z pero que ha sido realizado sin ningún featuring del marido de Beyonce.

A parte una mención especial para el amigo Jay Z, en ‘D’usse’ Lil Wayne habla sobre otros colegas raperos, citando parte de “Billie Jean” de Michael Jackson.  

El pasado mes de marzo, el cantante declaró que solo “25 o 35 millones de dólares podrían convencerme en realizar otro disco” y su intención es, en futuro, dedicarse a otras pasiones, a parte la música, dejando pero abierta la posibilidad de colaboraciones con otros artistas.

A continuación, la letra de D’Usse

This motherfuckin’ D’usse Annotategot me sweatin’ and shit…

Word to God

Hov, fuck with ya boy

C5

Okay nigga, I got em’, point em’ out and I got em’

Let ‘em get a lil buzz then we robbin’ for pollen

We ain’t killin’ no minors, you niggas still in the minus

And your bitch, we gonna blind her, can’t pick a side off the lineup

I swear lord knows I’ma murk one of these niggas

Shoot you in your earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga

I been did my time, I’m getting better with time

But real niggas don’t whine, we’ll burn down your vineyard

I been ballin’ since cornrows, still duckin’ the narcos

My little niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we charcoal

Got a bad bitch with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed

I’m a big dog, big doghouse, make ashtrays out of dog bowls, yeah

Blessins on top of sins, restin’ with topless twins

Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens

In the restaurant, I’m with Slim, wrestlin’ with lobster limbs

Talkin’ about some M’s, it’s soundin’ like gospel hymns

Yes, lord

We on that D’usse, me and my nigga Euro

Tina Turn up in this bitch

We got Lauryn in this bitch

Serena Pink in this bitch, better known as Pinky

Steph in this bitch

Yah dig?

What’s up Brandon?

Lego!

Holly Grove nigga, rest in peace, Lil Kevin

Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, [?]

The world is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark fuck them shellfish

Everybody in the building, well I left that bitch like Elvis

Nigga, please

Pops treated mom like Billie Jean

Like hot sauce, I put it on everything

I’ma give that fuckin’ woman everything, everything

Here we go, bitch I’m cool, Coolio

She say “Tune, do me slow”

How many fish did Hootie blow?

I don’t know

Fuck who knows?

I got a redbone with two golds

And she snort too much of that Micheal Jackson

That bitch gon’ need a new nose

I ain’t got time for you hoes

Shit I only have two goals

And that is “Get Money, Get Money”

Now I’m ridin’ ’round the city with the top off the Maybach

Lookin for a motherfuckin’ spot we can skate at

Elvis left the building

And I take these hoes to Graceland

And I got more bounce, to the 28 grams

I ain’t stuntin’ these niggas

Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to these niggas

Wayne-chong bitch!

More than one bitch

This for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch

From New Orleans, niggas dyin’ over dumb shit

You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun strip

Yeah I might have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon

Nina on my lap, what you want from Santa?

I might get money, fuck bitches

Kill niggas and smoke weed

I’m married to this real shit

And I’m a wife beater, no sleeves

Do it for my hood

That 44 ain’t no good

You better bring that chopper

Cause we gon’ have them choppers

Yeah I do it for my hood

That 45 ain’t no good

You better bring the chopper

Cause we gon’ have them choppers, nigga

You better bring the chopper

You better bring the chopper

You better bring the chopper

Cause we gon’ have them choppers, yeah

We gon’ have them choppers

We gon’ have them choppers

You better bring the chopper

Cause we gon’ have them choppers, nigga

Mula!

My nigga Hood in this bitch

Still on that D’usse

Shout out my nigga Lil Twist, my lil brother

He just passed out in the club the other night off that D’usse

Threw up on the owner

Owner talkin’ about he wanted his money back

He wanted half of the money back

Twist took all the money and left

That’s some Young Money shit

Soo Woo to the B gang

Rest in peace Ceader Frogg

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