Lil Wayne - No More

Yeah, Hustla

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right money right

The pots hot as the rock expands it the paper chasin man on the clock like hands grindin like teeth
get money like heath cliff hukstable keep it comin
like keith gotta meke last forever for worse or for better gotta make it past the devil so guns i
got several and everybody plays the fool says aaron
nevelle bu i just play to win holler back like heavy metal. smellin like pedals from a rose so they
hoes. my breads buildin bagels and legos when i rose
they froze trust me for the pesos im an a hole AK holes. think face blow and understand talkin money
by the case loads gun off safety im in safe mode i
will hold court until the case closed. brown bag bitch

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right money right

young new investment aint no turnin me back had the rubber band stacks in the button king sack and i
aint never goin back sike i love the life standin
under the street ilght tryin to get off that white at a reasonable price nah i aint tryin to bargain
wit ya niggas hatin well i guess they gonna be
starvin wit u i got 2 jobs i sell and cop shit like father like son well i was adopoted. i told the
birdman stunna gimme a chance and i dont even wanna
tell u waht i did with my advance cause im only a man i had to feed my fam takin that hood shit and
copped about 24 grams man i guess it is wat it is it
was wat it was before the rap game i waas sellin drugs either way im six figures before my first
record ill stunt yall dont respect my my work habits im a
hustla

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right money right

yeah thank u up nigga uptown from an 8 to a quater from a half to a brick from an 0 to the ozies
that how im hood rich and murder was the case got me
emptyin a lot clips stunna hollerin birdman nigga right back in this bitch 3rd world throw the u up
im rollin in the whip with this money on my mind gotta
hustla and to lift them high rise dealin me and youngin on some shit breaking bread choppin millions
cause a bitch aint shit told as a youngin how roll
with the chopper if money on your block for the money ima pop ya nigga wanna hate but they money
wouldnt stop us from ridin fly whips now they hoe out
jockin we stunnin while ya hating nigga stunna is wat made ya i hear ya poppin shit but the birdman
raised ya bitch birdman got an army birdman got a navy
and cash money cant save ya.

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida and i swore that i wont ever hutla
no more but i dont never say that no more got my mind
right money right

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Lil Wayne - Loud Pipes

[Verse 1: (Mannie)]
Wha wha wha nigga nigga

I put piss stains on private planes cuz its my jet nigga
Money aint shit cuz my rottweilers drink moet
Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers
Playa, i use cristal to lubricate rubbers
Who got shit on his wrist that cost 3 nickel
Who got the project on lock when that nigga slangin pickle
Who got benz, a prowler, playboy, and a Vette
Tell the truth--who fucked ya on the same night when we met?
Now, who got baby mamas from the noila to new york
Who got every bitch attention in this motherfucker when he talk
Now who the fuck we talkin bout, look--yall dont know?
I′ll give you a hint: see that bitch you with?
He fucked that hoe
Now look here, yall aint seen my watch, its like harlem world video
White diamonds, red rubies, blue baugettes, I dont know
Shorty, when tha next time imma be up in your bed
I love you? you love me?
Well go head on and gimme some head

[Chorus: 2x (Juvenile)]

Loud pipes big rims
Wodie thats our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry thats our night
I know a lot of haters out there sayin
That thats not right
But our diamonds are much bigger
So thats our life

[Verse 2: (Baby)]
I told four I need somethin
With some hell of a ice
Nigga came back with a hell of a price
That aint nothin
These hoes doin hella wrong
Callin these niggaz on our cell phone
Bitch ridin benz on 20 inch chrome
Gimme the key, the car hoe, and the alarm
For my prowler, my jag, my benz and my home
Bitch you′ll neva ride 20 inch chrome
I love to shine, thats why the choppa is mine
Hit my block in my benz hoe with stretch tires
Bought a new car that I couldnt drive
Ordered the tunes before a nigga could drive
When I put the bose system right behind my eyes
With the vc′s and tv′s so a nigga could shine
With my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5
And tell all my hoes they dont need no job

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3: (B.G)]
I ride the best from a benz to a jag to a beamer to a lex
Might fly first class on delta, helicopter or a jet
I′m a stunter, I′m a reppa
Geezy like to shine
Drink Don, Moet, and Cris
See thats the finest wine
20 inches is the only thing i sit my shit on
Dont bring ya bitch around me
Cuz my dick she′ll wanna sit on
And I aint gonna tell her nothin different
Thats ya issue
But after she come back
Your best out is not to kiss her
Hoes sick sayin damn, look at Fresh pinky ring
Look at BG watch
That bitch blingalingaling
I′m a ice wearer, trust me, you will neva
See me sportin nothin that aint 20 g′s or betta
Me and Wayne take the left
Juve and Baby take the right
Its dark in the room, we hold up our watches and its light
Cash Money millionaires livin a hell of a life
Like my nigga weezay said, we surrounded by ice

[Chorus (2x)]

[Lil Wayne]
whoa whoa whoa
Now im shinin baby glossin
Big tymin stuntin and flossin
Lamborghini sittin on ??
With two more in my garages
Plus a blue and black ferrari
With nintendo and atari
Man I swear the car is awesome
Vroom! sorry we lost em
I′m back
I pull up smellin like dime sacks and cognac
I leave in the hummer,
Hour lata I′m flyin back
Whoosh, private jets about to land
The women fall out when I let em touch my hand
I get out the plane into a mercedes benz van
TVs all ova with chrome 20 inch fans, damn
Got damn
Man I am
L-I-L, weezy, off the heezy
But still in all, ice floodin on my watch
And in my grill and all
Porch blocks front blocks
Still in all, me and Slim in the Rover
Beatrice brick holder, Cash Money young soulja

[Chorus & talking til fade]

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Lil Wayne - Who Wanna

Somebody call the slick police
Capitol W
Weezy Baby
This is the Carter man
Rim low all I can see is the flow now let′s go!
Raj ya bangin ′em in the.. Raj I say ya bangin ′em in the..
Raj I say ya bangin ′em in the head wit this one cut!
Weezy Weezy say guard ya face bitch
Weezy say guard ya neck bitch
Weezy Baby this is the Carter

I move it from a eighth to a slab from a slab to a quarter
From a quarter to a half from a half to a hard one
You do the math it′s a horror
While I be on the ave gettin off one nineteen for a soft one
Bricks I loft ′em catch him he hot
If I catch you without my scratch I′m stretchin ya out
If you catch me without the burna burn me
I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass
I′m dyin of doom I say I′m sick with cash
These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass
You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon
You could see it by my bitch face she thick with ass
Get slick slick I click click blast on ya bitch ass
Squad up shit click or smash on ya bitch ass
Smash on ya bitch ass
Now pick the grass up out ya ass and the caps out ya cap Aye!

[Chorus - 2X]
Who wanna fuck wit me tell ′em I′m waitin for ′em
Who wanna fuck wit me tell ′em I′m waitin for ′em
Who gon fuck wit me I got the blazer for ′em
Who gon fuck wit me do you wanna fuck wit me Naw!

Hustle boy sell a nick to ya mom I′ll sell a brick out ya house
I′ll sell a brick to a house nigga
I′ll send a clip to ya mouth back of the gun to ya nose
Front of the gun to ya clothes I let it rip and I bounce
Lights off young Teddy Pender is out
Mask on scare the fuck out ya but ya ass grown
I wasnt born with no silver spoon
But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon
Tomb sittin in ya room sing for me
But if ya don′t gimmie no tune the semi go boom
But if ya dont hear me doe fool the semi go boom
I′m try to make moves but they gimmie no room
I takes my space I blaze the haze take ya babe to space
She gimmie amazing face I sung Amazing Grace
I was once lost but now I′m found
Full of them pounds is how I′m found Aye!

[Chorus - 2X]

Oh! Oh! Bang ′em in da head Whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang ′em in da face Whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang ′em in da neck Whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow now let′s go!

I know how to cook so I buy it soft
I also sell it soft depending the cost
You know thats shells they toss defending they boss
They wipes ′em well across ya dentures like floss
You know I smell ya talk and I swear I knows bullshit and pussy near or far
Ya′ll niggaz better gear up for the comin of the boy
From a young′n to a boy to young boy boy
I dump toys boy at ya punk boy toys
Take the pump out the trunk take a chunk out a chump
Baby what have I done I created a monster
Weezy Baby a gangster no wankster
Hell naw I smell ya′ll
Didnt know Jam Master well but I rocks wit my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye!

[Chorus - 2X]

Bang ′em in da head whoa!
Bang ′em in da face whoa!
Bang ′em in da neck whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow now let′s go

Bang ′em in da head whoa!
Bang ′em in da face whoa!
Bang ′em in da neck whoa!

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Lil Wayne - Get A Life

[Verse]
im just trynna get my own
im up early in the mornin
gettin it by all means
gotta get this dough
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
but everytime i look over my shoulder
i see you and your haten haten hommies all up in my zone
oh no (no)
oh no (no)
oh no (no)
oh no (no)

[Talking]
come on man
what the fuck you lookin at me for
you wanna do somethin
do somethin!

[Chorus]
i say, fuck you (fuck you)
get a life (get a life)
man i got to much shit on my head
to have to deal with all of you
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
i say fuck you (fuck you)
get a life (get a life)
man i got to much shit on my hands
to have to deal with all of you
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
i say fuck you

[Verse]
listen baby
you got it going on your girlfriend
say i aint the one they hate it when i call you
i can hear em on the backround of your phone
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
what you dont know about them baby
when youre not around them baby
they be trynna holla , they be hidin
in the bushes by my home
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
oh (oh)
oh (oh)

[Talking]
listen girl
you tired of your motherfuckin friends
hatin on your motherfuckin nigga everytime he call
ladies a bunch of motherfuckers aint it
fuck them all

[Chorus]
just say fuck you (fuck you)
get a life (get a life)
man i got to much shit on my head
to have to deal with all of you
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
i say fuck you
get a life
man i got to much shit on my hands
to have to deal with all of you
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
oh you (you)
i say fuck you

[Bridge]
all i can say is get a life
quit your motherfuckin hatin and get a life
get money get bitches and get a life
get it goin get a room then get a life
all i can say is get a life
quit your motherfuckin hatin and get a life
get money get bitches get a life
get it goin, goin roomm thennn
ohh, ohh
ohh, oohh, yeaa

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Lil Wayne - Leather So Soft

(feat. Birdman)

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
My leather so soft My top so soft
I′ll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard... she said
My leather so soft My top so soft
I′ll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard...

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
I get money hoe fuck what you talkin′ ′bout
Straight out the slaughterhouse straight out the dragon′s mouth
Fire you can′t put out tires are standin′ out
The coupe look pigeon-toed I be in a different mode
I be wit′ them different hoes No I mean them different hoes
I mean them Weezy bumbaclot different hoes
And as far as terrific goes
They kiss that dick wit′ no mistletoes
Diamonds and pearls and pussyholes snortin′ coke til they nose bleed
I′m sittin′ high on them inches I′m in the nosebleeds
I′m on a paper chase until my toes bleed
Then I get on these beats and let my soul bleed
I put ′em in ya head and watch the holes bleed
My rag always red like when them hoes bleed
Now that′s coldbleed I mean cold blooded
And I′m so southern that′s why my leather so soft

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
She soft as a bush nigga she purple like kush nigga
We high on that money nigga we get it from cook nigga
Hit her wit′ that crook nigga fuckin′ wit′ crooks nigga
Know we ′bout that money and we stackin′ like books nigga
Know what I do nigga them teardrops is true nigga
We stay so fly ride Bentley coupes nigga
Rolls Royce ganishes and asses by the beaches
Blowin′ on that puff and we drivin′ foreign features
Higher than whoever nigga know we ′bout that cheddar nigga
Know I got a tommy gun gave one to my young′n son
And we got it together
Forty-seven fifty-one you gon′ hear us when we come daddy

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
You see the paper gon′ come if not I′m gon′ get it
I gotta die wit′ money ′cause I wasn′t born wit ′it
It was 9-27-82 baby do Charity
Hospital aka the city zoo no pity due to
No one nobody not all man
They dropped us in the game and everybody′s tryna ball
And the small hand′ll touch ya the large hand′ll cut ya
But until that day I′ll be a motherfuckin′ stunna... nigga

[Birdman]
Ball ′til I fall I done did it for my dawgs
Ball ′til I fall I done did it for y′all
Ball ′til I fall I done did it for me nigga
Ball ′til I fall that′s the way it′s gon′ be nigga
Up in the early I done did it for sunshine
Candy on the paint everytime I touch mine
Nine stay cocked ′cause I′m good wit′ firin′ mines
Alligator wit′ the suede ridin′ them 25′s

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

[music to fade]

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Lil Wayne - Kisha

[Lil Wayne]
Got a early call from Kisha
Kisha wanted me to meet her
She said she thought it was time to make the relationship get deeper
Said cool then l′m gone be there
What would be a good time to reach ya
She said what about ten but l thought eleven would be sweeter
Cuz she wanted me to see her
Said l needed a teaser
But shit who got the keys to my Beamer
I rolled me up a blunt and got the Crystal out the freezer
I hopped in the two seater
And playin with Macita
Vroooom speed up run faster than a cheetah
Only thing on my mind is how l′m gone get all in this cheap slut
Should I use a rubber cuz I heard she was a freak
They say she ???
But I don′t want HIV
?????
Her name′s on my beeper
I called her on the Nokia
And told her come pick me up
As soon as I got in the house she got on her knees and grabbed my penis
Ate it up like some peanuts
I said oooohhhh Kisha
This what I got to meet her
She drunk it like a 2 liter
She blow like a pro
Oh no I got to keep her
Told her l′d be back about eleven I′m gone creep her
But don′t go to sleep
I got some more meat to feed ya

[Turk]
Now I′m hot
I wonder was up with Kisha tonight
I′m gone give her a call
See if it′s alright
For me to dip through
She said it′s all gravy
First I got to get somebody to watch my baby
Baby it′s all good
I′ll be there in a minute
But I didn′t know Lil Wayne was already hittin it
Soon as I pull up I see my dog runnin out
He saw me dippin in but he didn′t know ???
Soon as he pulled off
I knocked on the door
Sayin to myself look at this dog ass hoe
Its cool what you do
You know I like my shit sucked
For you to swallow the cum and put ice on my nuts
Call my nut now I′m up
I′m gone holla at ya Kittie
I got through lil tonight me and the H-Beezey
I can′t be late
I′m gone see ya when I could
Here′s Juve on the hip
Let ′em know it was all good

[Juvenile]
Ooohh Oooh there she go
On the way to the corner store
Lil Turk let me know
He done fucked the same bitch before
Say lil mama where you headed
She told me for Danny
Hop in the back seat of my car and she spread it
Say baby slow down I don′t wanna fuck ya first
I want you to suck on my dick until my nuts will burst
She was a fool with it
She said she had a good teacher she went to school with it
Cuz she knew what to do with it
I didn′t want the bitch to have my car smellin
So I took her in the alley with some K Y Jelly
Pull your shorts and your draws down to your knees
Put the rubber on the dick handle that please
I hit it she sucked it
Hit it she sucked it and sucked it
I got tired of the pussy and now I said fuck it
Say boo I gotta ride
My baby moma beepin me and she stay way on the other side
I hit B.G. on the celly
And told him that the bitch was all good and you have it not to telly

[B.G.]
Bitch hold on do I know she fucked three of my dogs
I caught her walkin out the alley down by the mall
She fucked Wayne, Juve, Turk I know she ain′t got no wores
But she told me she′d do a damn job on them boys
She provided the number later on gave her a call
Told her what I was thinkin and she was down with it all
Can′t deny it she was a fool kept that dick standin tall
What she′ll do to a nigga she′ll be against the law
That′s how Hot Boys play it when we finish we toss
Baby when you finish Manny Fresh down the hall
After this episode that hoe won′t be able to walk
After two or three steps that hoe might fall
Now you know then Hot Boys sad ha
Get in the bitch head
End up doing somethin bad ha
Kisha got did right yeah

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Lil Wayne - The Profit

[Chorus]
We gettin money man I′ll show you how to turn profit
In the hood they call me Joey the profit
First you cop it
Then you cook it
Then you chop it
What the Fuck boy
Bitch ass niggaz
They can′t stop us
We turn a Profit
P-P-P-P-Profit the Profit
We make a P-P-P-P-Profit, Profit
Yeah in the hood they call me Joey the profit
If you listen close my niggaz you bound to see a profit

[1st Verse]
I′m New York′s living legend
The streets know me well
Stand in the line of fire
It′s going to be hell
You dancin wit the devil
Tonight′s your last night
Picture me Lil′s Eazy E
Pistol Fahrenheit
LA County got work in Slawson
We get it poppin
Back to Roxbury in Boston
The streets love me
See they named me coca
The Puerto Rican version of La Costra Nostra
You can find me in the kitchen with me apron on
Something like the chef, yeah I get my Raekwon on
Joey the Mayor
I get Keys to the city
And I got ′em cheap the whole hood could come with me
Nigga

[Chorus]

[2nd Verse: Lil Wayne]
I′m getting money
I′m the president Junior
And in the hood they call me Weezy the future
And everybody that′s around me ull shoot ya
And nigga my band let ′em blow like twofers yeah
Clap
I got em, I GGG got ′em I got em, yep
Cook I got em, I GGG got ′em I got em, yep
And in the hood they call me Weezy the future
If listen close my nigga you might see the future

Young Wayne in the building
Where your stove at
Cook ′em up Strap ′em down
Where the road at
I′m strapped up plenty bullets
Nigga hold that
Now you step in out in led shower where your robe at
I knock your earth off
Damn where ya globe at
Fuck the coach I keep shooting like Kobe
The money knows me better then anybody
Bitch I′m paid forget about it
I′m sitting in the coupe wit the tities outted
The nipples chrome
Or that big black thing wit the slippers on that bullshit
Dippin′ on them bitches
Get off dick
You soft pricks
I′m from New Orleans
Homeless but don′t forget
The sun even shines on dark shit
And dawg I′ve been hustlin since the day I was barkin
I walk in this bitch like what it do
The money home
Stop hatin′
Get your money on
Nigga

[Chorus - 2X]

[3rd Verse]
This year all star weekend was off the chain
Literally niggaz comin′ off wit them chains
Put the Desi to his chest
Homey going die tonight
Then his jaw dropped like Napoleon dynamite
Jack boy I been since I′m a toddler
My Dad was sleeping I was running through his pockets
Oh yeah you ready for war then what′s stopping you
I hope you know them Bentley doors not chopper proof
And they go Br R-RR Ta Tat
Just like them bullets dancin′
Come up short wit my doe I′m bout to pull a Manson
Take your kids for ransom
Yeah it′s Payback Nigga
Next time I front you some birds you better pay Crack
What shit - I don′t know nothing
He might be the police coming up with assumptions
All I know is this nigga hear is about to meet god
If you don′t bring me some keys or bring me fifty large

[Chorus]

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Lil Wayne - Hoes

f/ Mannie Fresh

Hoes, let′s just talk about hoes
Can we talk about hoes, hoes
Hoes, let′s just talk about hoes
Can we talk about hoes, hoes

[Mannie]
Let′s Go!

[Wayne]
You gotta talk like a pimp
What′s good mama, you knew better
You′d do better, who better
Than that nigga with the crisp white tee
Icy white sneaks, jeans to a fitta
You do better gettin yo ass off up in that coupe bitch
Sit yo ass on that new leather and regroup bitch
It′s only me you bitch, on our way to tha stoop
I′m the Birdman Jr., you ain′t know
And don′t gimme that silly bullshit about you ain′t, hoe
I move you to my city, put yo ass in UNO
I have you looking pretty hit the ave. now get tha dough
That Gucci gon fit cha like you posed to be in pictures
I got computer love baby Wayne a change ya image
You need Wizzy them other boys just gimmicks
Me, I′m just game, green, and straight physics, Is ya wit it
Yea, I ain′t even tryin ta hit it
Imma get it when it′s time ta get it
Let′s talk about

[Chorus]
Hoes, let′s just talk about hoes
Can we talk about hoes, these hoes
I don′t love ′em
Hoes, let′s just talk about hoes
Can we talk about hoes, these hoes
Motherfuck ′em

[Wayne]
Ladies and gentlemen, the great Manuella

[Mannie]
I got this rat named Shelly that love Makavelli
Number 5 combo meals and splashin KY jelly
I have old school shorty, still drink a forty
Grab the mic, start a fight, and fuck up the whole party
Baby you should leave, adjust yo weave
That′s velcro, hell no, bitch go wit Steve
I got this lead singer bitch from a popular group
I would say her name, but she bought me a coupe
Got this super hoe Shawna, smell like marijuana
How she dig Lil Wayne, but she love the Big Tymers
Got pretty girl Patrice found out I′m fuckin her niece
She tried to stab me, so I grabbed her and we called the police
Mister Officer, the bitch done lost it bruh
She goin to jail, oh well, I be fuckin her
See two dyke Spanish twins nuts pressed on they chin
Will we go video, well nigga, that depends

[Chorus]

I got old school bitches and new school hoes
Female basketball players with cornrolls
And I don′t like short-haired girls, no not really
If I do, she gotta look like the old Halle Berry
Or the broke Toni Braxton, the first Lil Kim
But I still take hood rats and work with them
Put yo ass in a jag and I drop ya quick
Give ya ass a lil game, if ya smirk ya in
I′m a pimp, not a simp, like ice in my drink
And I don′t think twice or blink cause I′m focused
Rollin in the whitest mink like I′m polar
Bear, yea, let down my hair
Get jazzy on a bitch like Fred Astaire
Rose gold in her face get her red as glare
My Bentley plum, my Mercedes pear
I am lookin for a freak, mama take me there, yea

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Lil Wayne - Let The Beat Build

Straight off the block with it
Eagle street to be specific
I′m peepin at your people different
I′m pay my dues u keep the difference
I can see the end and the beginnning
So I′m not racing I′m just sprintin
Cause I don′t wanna finish
They diminish I replenish
Scientific
I′m out this world hoe
I wear bright red like a girl toe
No homo, fingernails dirty
I′ve been counting dirty money since 12:30 A-M,
Wave them if they sure take them right back and spray him amen, yea, I just do my wayne and
everytime I do it I do my thing, yea
Believe that like a true story
Rims big make the car look like it′s two stories,
If I hop out - that be suicide
No back seats call that paralize
I don′t have a spine I don′t fantasize
I mastermine then go after mine
U see I handle mine I dismantle mine
I told her tool box bitch it′s hammertime
So excuse me as I nail em to something
Just repeal em I′m kill em
Someone tell em that I′m a kill em
I′m a feel his mother′s mama can′t tell em when doctors can′t heal em, I′m a kill em
And we sell em I know u smell him
So if u want it u could just yell it
Be in the morning at your tele
Hole keys go for twenty, half a key go for eleven, after me there will be nothing
I am legend and I will smith
Now that′s how ya let the beat bich

[Chorus:]
Now that how u let the beat build bitch [x3]

Just a snar in the 8 0 8
Weezy baby on the mic hear away
Ok id like to thank kanye and my nigga dezzle for giving me this diesel like a F-350 tank never
empty
Damn everybody in the bank act friendly
Usta think my shit didn′t stink boy was I wrong
Approvin million dollar deals from my iphone
I′m take it one two way back
Like a silver white beater and a wave cap all the way thru I blew by u and I wave fool as I blew by
u
Hello hi u I can buy u but I wouldn′t try u feed u to pyru
I know wat I′m doin I show improvement, show improvement, and I know just to go thru it don′t amount
to your influent, whatever
How u wanna do it? we can do it like we late ah wait dezzle let me get the 8 o 8
As I hit the kill switch
Now thathow u let the beat build bitch

[Chorus]

Now everybody say...
I am the best rapper alive
I am the best rapper alive
And I will eat u alive
Think I′m lying damn I′m a make ya eat in the niggas chest like bunch a phlegm, like a fuckin ram,
I′m hunt for lamb
I′m a dump em man in a dumpster can
U ain′t a soldier just ask uncle
Sam
Hair nappy like kam
Nigga fuck ya plan fuck ya man u ain′t a pimp if u get a sane bitch to fuck ya man fuck ya plan
And all my bitches know that′s my plan
O god damn there′s my sound, po-play likes it′s my band
Gotta get it cleared suck my dick with red lipstick and don′t let it smear
And I got a lot of tatoos
I meant every tear and I′m still on that street shit back to the beat bitch
Now that′s how u let the beat build bitch

[Chorus]

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Lil Wayne - Protector (Skit)

The other think is this i want you to learn
i want you to go all arround of the streets and you make your self over protected
youґre going and make sure this are all safe okey?
and you offer them a over protection
first of all im gonna be fee and
thatґs the way you do it, you walk and you tell them
hey, you know we are gonna take of your business but you have to pay 6,000,000 dlls a week
so you colect for them, you bring it to us, we give you your piece, and you earn money for the
family
and then you go up and up out the pound.

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Lil Wayne - Respect Us

[Lil′ Wayne]
What what what
What what what
What what what
Listen, listen
When.. I come through.. bustin′
Everybody on.. tha block be.. run-nin′
Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be.. thug-gin′
Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin′
Catch me at tha shop, I will.. be.. there
And my prices stay low, I keep.. it.. there
And if you want it raw, I got.. it.. right.. here
And if you want war, I am.. your.. nigh-tmare
This is all I know, it′s bang bang
I hustle and slang slang
My block.. I hang hang
Who am I? Lil′ Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My cell is ten in heat
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it′s him or me
I pop head-bustas quick
I rock here for my brick
I chop that, I′ma (?)
My shop here (????)
I always.. thug in black
And always.. bustin′ gats
Your girly′s.. fuckin′ back
Now how you... lovin′ that

[Chorus 2x, Juvenile]
Hot Boy$, wardy.. respect.. us
Represen-tin′ Cash Money.. Records
It′s warfare, you betta.. vest.. up
But if you ain′t scared, they blow.. your.. set.. up

[Lil′ Wayne]
Listen, listen
I give it to ′em how they ask me
Raw and nasty
Tha AK, I pack it
Believe I′m ′bout that action
Slash a busta like a fraction
I′m on that yolla
Standin′ on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder
Ride on your block, I see a dozen of weak jerks
Now it′s time for your momma ta order a dozen of T-shirts
For only half-a brick
I′ll blast tha fifty
And I ain′t gon′ stop shootin′ ′til I jam tha clip
Yeah, I′m a small creeper, what
But it′s about ta get ugly
Ya′ll betta call people up
I′m about ta start shovin′ my sawed-off between your guts
Wayne ′bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people up
Ya′ll betta duck
When it get real, they hide from me
But, all them bustas ′bout ta get killed, I′m tired of it
Man, I′m thuggin′ ′til tha day I.. I die, cousin
Weezy Wee.. let ′em burn, bring tha fire truck in... (whoooo!)

[Chorus 2x]

Nigga, let it be known
I′ll come blow up your home
Take a few blunts to tha dome
And.. show up alone
Just me and my.. flame-torch
Wayne start.. danger
Walked with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya
Burnin′ off that Hennesy
Some-a ya′ll be feminine
Bounce in with a twitch
Leave ′em crawlin′ out a ditch
God damn... son of a shhh!.. Don′t speak
I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. Give ′em heat
Your cheese, I got.. ta.. get.. paid
I′m goin′ all out, no matter what.. it.. takes
I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that.. paper
Kill-for-the-scrill was.. in.. my.. nature
Tote M1′s and keep.. tha.. block.. hot
Sell wrong colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hot
Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man
And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man
What!

[Chorus 3x]

[Juvenile]
Uh, uh, uh
Say Lil′ Weezy
You did this one here, ya heard me
They ain′t gon′ never get weared out from this one
It′s like they said, boy
In tha year 2000, it′s all about Wayne
It′s your chrome, man, run that thang
17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown
Do that there

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Lil Wayne - On Fire

Mama bad, mama mean, gasoline
She′s on fire
Put her out, as a matter of fact, take her out
Cause she′s on fire
Got on my knees and ask my lord to keep me clear from the devil cause my girl
She She′s on fire
Yeaaa, and everything is soooo cool, yea

I want them back shots
I said shorty let me play up in that matchbox
And she′s on fire, yeaa
Sho Shorty let a nigga rub his stick cause get some matchbox
And she′s on fire
She′s steaming, she′s screaming, she she′s screaming, she′s steaming
I redeem it, I get in between it, like I mean it
Now hit me
And now she′s on fire, I′ll love to steam you, yeaa
But everything is so cool

Uhh, She hot as hell let′s call her Helen
Fireman to her rescue like nine eleven
Uhh, Fuckin right I make her hot
She got the devil in her, I do whatever with her
Hells angel, I pluck her feathers nigga
I′m am the fire spitter, I start a fire with her
Ok her flames high, But I am higher nigga
So I invite her up and then I light her up, mhm

Mama bad, mama mean, kerosene
She′s on fire
Put her out, as a matter of fact, take her out
Got on my knees and asked my lord to keep me clear from the devil cause my girl
She′s on fire
Yeaaa, And everything is so cool
Now hit me... Haha, oww
She′s on fire, yeaa
I′ll like to steam you, yeaa
And now she′s on fire, haha
(buts it′s cool cool)

Mama bad, mama mean, gasoline
She′s on fire
Put her out, as a matter of fact, take her out
Cause she′s on fire
She′s screaming, she′s screaming, she′s screaming
She′s feeling, not a demon
I get between it, like I mean it, hahah
Then I leave her steaming
Now she′s on fire, she′s steaming girl
Girl that was nasty

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Lil Wayne - 1st Key

(feat. Birdman)

[Hook:]
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki

[Verse 1: Birdman]
Yeah, Hustlin On My City Streets
Tryna Get A Whole Ki (I Bought My Frist Ki, My First Ki)
In 93 And We Was Gettin ′em Like For 25
Columbian Connect, Homey We Was Gettin Fly
We On The Grind And Our Nuts Got Bigga
And Every Day We In The Muthafuckin Hood Our Guns Got Bigga
Stuntin On Them Niggas, Gettin Money Stayin Fly Every Day A Nigga Spendin
Ridin 25s And We Blazin Gettin High, Nigga Showin Off His Ride
Crusin Through The Beach Nigga Rollin In Them Bimmers
Them People Pull Me Over Hatin Cause They Can′t See Us
Know I Got The Money (Laws Won′t Leave Me Alone)
Now They Actin Funny Cuz They Know A Nigga Strong
Money Long And We Comin

I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I Ain′t Have To Touch A Piece Of Work Since ′94
I Lost My Daddy In ′96 And Started Makin Moves
In ′98 (I Got A Brand New Lexus Coupe)
(Now Them Laws Won′t Leave Me Alone)
They Pull Me Over, Lock Me Up, I Bail Out On My Own
I Call My Poppa On The Phone, Tell Him Cook Up A Zone
I Leave A House With A Pocket Full Of Stones
Got Them Hoes Slangin, Hidin Packs In They Titties
Them Small Chest Bitches Gotta Put It In They Butt
(20s In Them They Can′t Fuck Wit Us)
I Got So Many Hoes
(It′s To The Flow Or I Don′t See, Don′t Know)
(Now They Won′t Leave Me Alone)
Man I Got So Much Dough
(It′s To The Flow Or I Don′t See, Don′t Know)
(Now They Won′t Leave Me Alone)
Weezy Baby D Boy

[Hook:]
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)

[Verse 3: Birdman]
And I Ain′t Touch A Mothafuckin Ki Since ′04
And Thats The Word That We Servin, Look Thats All We Know
Them Niggas Talkin Shit But We The Niggas Wit The Cash Flo′
(I Still Smoke That Weed, Smoke That Smoke That Smoke That Weed)
And I′m Back On The Beach And We Blowin Out The Whole Beat
My Ak Mack Eleven Represent The 3
Gangsta Like A Mothafucka Me And My Homies

[Lil Wayne:]
Yeah, My Nigga Rabbit Was A Og
My Momma Husband Thats What Show Me (My First Ki)
Yup, Then You Know I Had To Be A Hustla
I Started Sellin Hubbers

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Lil Wayne - Earthquake

[Lil′ Wayne]
(Speak to them Jazze)
I
(Yea fly guy)
I′m way more fly than you
(That′s right)
I′ll take your dime from you
(That′s right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me
(She wanna wake up with Weezy-F baby)
Let me be the one that you roll with too, baby
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
I′d like to spend the rest of my night with you
(Yea so how bout you, so how bout you)

[Lil′ Wayne]
I′ll take your bitch give her back; take your bitch again
That′s because you throw a 5 I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get inside of me 66
She sees that my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distance dick (me)
I′m her long distance pimp
When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup)
And I don′t lie I confess, I′m the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
Gotta dress to impess though, Gotta stay clean, plus momma in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
It′s the bird man jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it pours, when it rain it whores

[Chorus]
[Lil′ Wayne]
Now why you wanna go do that
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I view that
Girl what that say, what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he Lil′ Wayne (no)
Cus I′m way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yayo buyers (nop)
And not a day go by us, we don′t get high than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone we riding where phones don′t roam they don′t even come on
You′re far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleeping in a tee and a thong
With your hair in a pony
I ain′t got no blinds we can stare at the morning (yup)
But I can′t be there all morning
Girl I′m a pimp, I′m going, going, going, gone

[Chorus]
[Lil′ Wayne]
I′m Sorry I was grooving
Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
But let′s get back to what we were doing
Laid back in that black on plat Ewing′s
That′s 33 tires he fire
These streets ain′t papaya ma
You gotta keep heat on your side
2 must
So I′m a get 3 more and cop you one
Wait, naw hun cus you ain′t exempt
If your ass ever trip I′ll give you a clip (yea)
But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips
But I can′t fall for you cus I stick to the scrip (yup)
I said I stick to my grip; I stick to my money, that′s life to me
Sorry honey Jazze

[Chorus]
[Lil′ Wayne]
So how bout you yea
So how bout you
See what I′m talking bout sweet heart you ain′t even gotta have John Madden
you ain′t gotta have Dick Vitale, you ain′t gotta Lee Carsole
you ain′t gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain′t gotta have Linda Cohn
know what I′m talking bout, you ain′t gotta have the staff of ESPN
you ain′t gotta have ABC staff just to talk sports baby cus I got game
Just fuck with the boy and I′ll get you a jersey
What you want me to put on the back
Daddy′s little that′s right, see what I′m talking bout
I can′t give you the game but I can show the game
and you can see what you see and peek how you peek and get what you get
know what I′m talking bout

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Lil Wayne - Young Playa

[Lil Wayne]
He he hee
I′m a young playa nigga, (what)
I get the game from the big tymers, nigga (what, what)
Who else? (Speak on it) On the real nigga, on the real nigga
Respect the game
Cuz I got the game

[Lil Wayne]
Y′all know who I is
Weezy coming thru in the bubble eye Benz
See me front in back with the wood all around
Plus I got that *boom boom* surround sound
Don′t hate on me boy if you do *pow* get down
Come from under my shirt try to lift you off the ground
But on the other hand, I′ma keep running man
I got about a hundred coming up with three Hummers man
We stuntas man
I might stumble across a grand and give it to you wifey
And watch how she *slurp* on my pipey like a Icee
I might be in a Range that night
I might be in a Lex watching the game tonight
I got a hundred on Kobe, hope he playing it right
But if I lose, its cool, that′s some change lil shite
That ain′t nothing
I ain′t doing nothing if I, I ain′t stunting
Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming.

[Baby]
Slow yo roll lil one
You ain′t glad its bought
And Ms. Pat and gray head over there
In the back card gambling
At the bar dranking
But go head, just be quiet with ¡®em lil one

[Lil Wayne]
Broads I use ¡®em
Hatas I bluse ¡®em
My whole front grill is full of confusion
Got dammit
Weezy pull up in a Porsche, expanded (expanded)
I was to the back, niggas couldn′t stand it
Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished
I got it like that
Got Rolex, blue shit hard to say watches
Plus I bought all of my niggas Cartier watches
Weezy and his clique leave with forty b-e-atches
Million dolla man baby tear da beasy
Catch me sippin on some Hen, maybe Covoursier
Sammy, Mario, tody Taz, that′s my posse
And what
You might see me dippin low in a Benz truck
Tell yo girl hello
I done did her, what you muggin me for
Keep playin with me, I′ll put a slug in yo do

[Mannie]
Now looky here, young blood
Pull yo pants up on yo ass and put that piece of metal up in yo shirt
Don′t make me get up out this wheel chair and kick yo ass
Now keep doing what you doing
Go head

Y′all know me, young playa, stomp with the big dogs
Play with me boy I give you cancer like menthol
Cough cough cough up
Got a cat eye benz on brollas
They call us
Uptown shiners
Original hot boy$ baby, big tymers
I spit game
Get in they head, they be like, ¡°Quit Wayne!¡±
Half hour later, I′m in they split man
Hehehehe it be kicks man
Let me get real
I′ll kill on the battlefield
Steal for the scrill
I will never leave my clique nigga, I′m to trill
I′m a little peepsqueal
But I′m a ape in that jungle
And if you get it twisted,
Nigga, I′m taking yo lover
I mean I′m raping yo lover
Leave her taste in my rubber
I′m a playa nigga, I′m a playa

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Lil Wayne - Go DJ

(feat. Mannie Fresh)

[Mannie Fresh talking]
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again
DJ Mannie
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh

Go DJ, that′s my DJ
Go DJ, that′s my DJ
Go DJ, that′s my DJ
Go DJ, yea
Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

[Lil Wayne talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want yall out there to do for me is say this

[Hook]
Say go DJ, cuz that′s my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that′s my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that′s my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that′s my cuz that′s my

[Lil Wayne]
Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come from under the tummy, bustin a tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame
I got that medicine, I′m better than all the names
Ay its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, Fresh for all his frame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain
Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane
That aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimpin
18 how I′m livin young′n show that Bentley
Stunna my Pa so you know that′s in me
Gotti my mentor so don′t go there wit me

[Hook]
[Repeat X2]

[Lil Wayne]
And I move like the Coupe thru traffic
Rush hour GT Bent′ roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit the music blastin
And she keep askin how it shoot if its plastic
I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she said back and cut the Carter back
up, oh fa sho
Ay Big Mike they betta step thangs its already up
Before they step to a sergeant′s son, I got army guns
You niggas never harmin young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I′m done talking
And I aint just begun, I been runnin my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch
Paraphony tips, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go

[Lil Wayne talking]
Hold on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the Carter

[Hook X1]

[Lil Wayne]
Birdman put them niggas in a trash can
Leave em outside of your door I′m your trash man
I′m steady lightin another hash and ridin in my jag
You will need a gas mask man
You snakes, stop hidin in the grass
Sooner or later I′ll cut it knock the blades in yo ass
You homo niggas getting Aids in the ass
While the homie here tryna get paid in advance
I′m stayin on my grizzy I′ma bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit me then I′m goin find your mother
Niggas wanna eat cuz they aint ate nothin
But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I′ma walk into the restaurant alone, leavin out
Leavin behind just residue and bones
In your residents with Rugers to your dome
Like where the fuck you holdin the coke, holdin your throat, choke

This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this
This is the Carter

[Hook X1]

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Lil Wayne - High

We Back
Yeah..
The Flow′s On Me And I Promise Baby
I′m In My Zone
Wizzle, Come On..

[Verse 1: Lil′ Wayne]
One 90 Proof
Subline In My Shiny Coop
Uptown Is Inside The Pool
Shot Down Anybody Who
Come Round With A Loli Gat
Leave Around With The Body Bag
Legs Stiff, Toes Green
Give Him A Title Tag
Flossy Niggaz But Realize
Hes A Killa Behind The Flash
Bossy Nigga
So Presidential, Thanks To My Dad
Gotta Ask How I Got 4 Takes To Call Me Bad
I′m Mad As A Mothaf**Ka, Why Im Rich
Brought A Bag, Brought A Nigga That′s High Im With
I′m Bad, Hit You In Your Eye And Your Bitch
Hit U When Youre High, Now You It, Now You Sit
Hardcore Baby, Yeah
Hot Cars
Stop Call
Rockstar
What You Know About It
It′s Not For A Baby, Unless You Weezy F Baby
And Please Say The Baby When You Say It Mothaf**Ka

[Chorus: Lil′ Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin′ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin′ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High

[Verse 2: Birdman]
See, We Ride For Flames Nigga
A G To My Name Nigga
I Dos Thing Nigga
I′m Gettin The Change Nigga
So Whos To Blame Nigga
About The Game Nigga
They Say I Did It
So F**K Them Niggaz
I Gave The Plan Nigga
I Gave The Game Nigga
Im Doin My Thangs
Still F**K Them Niggaz
I Know The Lane Nigga
I Know The Pain Nigga
I Know The Famoust
Still F**K Them Niggaz
Shh.. Nigga
Yeeah, We Chillin With Them Bithces On Us
Riiide The Nigga, While We Countin Down Our Hood Riches
Thinking About Aaaall The Hood Niggaz
Never Got The Chance To Hit Licks Before Them 6 Fingers
Nigga
And If Youve Done It How We Done It
Nigga Watch For The Law
Cuz We Knew When They Were Commin.
Nigga Haaands Up!
And Every Summer, I Had Hummers Nigga
Spent A Million Dollars Like It Was Nothin Nigga

[Chorus: Lil′ Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin′ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin′ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High

[Verse 3: Lil′ Wayne]
Check It
And No Fisher Can
And No Nigga Want
F**K With Me
Play With Me, No
Cuz I
Got Meet, Fo Sho,
And I, Got These,
To Blow, Fo Sho,
Come Up
Now If You Feel Me, Put Your Guns In The Air
Pull ′em Out And Let The Playa Hate Us Before He Stare
Bang, That, Mothaf**Ka
Pop, That, Mothaf**Ka
Yeah! Fall Back Young Man Who
Weezy Baby, A Hundred Gran, You Understand
Your Wife Would Be Fittin Me Perfect, Exactly
Change Fallin′ Off My Ass
Pocket Cash Showin′,
Rock ′n′ Roll
We Can Rock To My Bed, Yeah
Clothes Have You Shoppin
Patrone, Have A Glass Yeah
Wow, Now She Hot
Not Its On, Now Shes Bad
I Let Her Clothes Strap
While She Gone To My Bed
And I′m Gone To My Bed, Right Behind Her
Got A Couple Questions And That Pussy
I Tend To Go And Find It And
I Might Find Her If I Hit Her Right Behind Her
I Get Her How I Got Her
Now She Diggin My Piscana
Shit, Like A Virgin
But Like, Madonna
I Dont, Believe Her At All
Im Just Tryna Roger
Until, Things Fall Off
But We Good
This Is Cash Money, Young Money
Get It Understood

[Chorus: Lil′ Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin′ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin′ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High

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Lil Wayne - Weezy Baby

f/ Nikki

Yeah... ma gurl get in at 1:15 am
The guitar′s cryin right now
Just a couple things goin on in my life, you know

[Verse 1]
Brim leanin, cup tilted, blunt flickin
Get money, fuck bitches
Young Weezy, young pimpin, she love it
I keep goin, she keep cumin, what you know bout it
So bout it...like Master P... but no coward
No I am no Howard the duck duck
Lead showers, black flowers
Black dresses, two hours, closed casket
Ma dough tactics is so crafty
No laughter, I do that after I get the dough bastards
I get the dough faster, what if I flowed faster
Like... oh Nancy the flow′s plastic, automatic, I′m
More drastic, ain′t no names compared to me
Who are you, where are ya, I can′t see, ya air to me
Ya not there to me, I ain′t fuckin wit you bitch niggaz
I′m fuckin ya sis nigga, it′s Weezy

[Hook - Nikki]
If you don′t call him Weezy
Then you must say the baby
If you don′t say the baby
Then just don′t say it at all

[Verse 2]
I′m... slick as an old mac, I′m... sick as a prozac
And... the Carter 1 was the... dick for you hoes trapped
And... this is Tha Carter 2 and... this is the bozack
Diggin you hoes back, quick if I blow back
Got it... gone Rabbit
Fast ma daddy′s Rabbit at home
What up pa (what up), what up Pac (what up), what up Pun (what up)
What up Big (what up), what up Solja
As the streets get colder I get chillier
What up Left Eye (what up), what up Aaliyah (what up)
Teck 9 close by touch ′em up
I shoot niggaz in the mouth boy pucker up
Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the fuck
Where the hell all these new pussy rappers come from
I chew ′em up like bubble gum... yum yum
Young Weezy so troublesome, what what

[Hook - Nikki]
If you don′t call him Weezy
Then you must say the baby
If you don′t say the baby
Then just don′t say it at all

[Verse 3]
I ain′t talkin fast you just listenin too slow
I′m... gettin them Benjamins
Can serve like the Wimbledon
If I′m in any predicament, nervous never that
Got a gat to knock whoever back back, very flat
Chest... caved in, mess on the pavement
Splat... cherry wax, rrraaahhh... bury that
Rats... scary cat, rrraaattt carry that
Hollygrove trigga man guns in a knapsack
Area code five zero four, I ain′t Nino fuckin Brown
And... this is Tha Carter ho, this is a quarter stick
This in ya garter ho, leave out the back and go straight to the corner store
Return with the cake, come wit all ma dough
And if not they find you in a lake in the mornin ho
Weezy Baby please say the baby
If not, don′t ya motherfuckin say it at all, bitch

[Hook - Nikki]
If you don′t call him Weezy
Then you must say the baby
If you don′t say the baby

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Lil Wayne - Get That Money

(feat. Birdman)

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
I know some niggaz that′ll merk ya for a quarter birdy
You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain′t hurtin′
I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin′
I′m smokin′ somethin′ I can′t pronounce behind them Phantom curtains
What is you holl′in′ bitch I′m on some gangsta shit
She wanna make me dinner I tell her make me rich
You fuckin′ wit′ a winner but I come from a little
Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit glitter
I leave the work wit′ her yeah she my baby sitter
And if I find out she stealin′ for realer I′ma kill her
I′m just a money maaan so where the dollars at
??? beat that until them flowers black
She wanna ride on this I make her ride wit′ that
Her pistol in the ceilin′ that′s her survival pack
And do I love her nawww man I just love her spirit
Blind deaf or crazy it′s money over bitches

[Chorus - Lil Wayne - 2X]
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain′t worryin′ ′bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you done called a baller
If you ain′t talkin′ ′bout that dough homie what′cha talkin′

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
So get′cha game up take a bitch break a bitch
Strap her down wit′ work and tell her don′t trip take a trip
Get′cha hustle up the money′s what you make of it
These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery
So stop stuntin′ homie false promotin′
It ain′t about what′cha makin′ it′s about what ya totin′
Burn him up leave him naked bring him back to his wife
The bitch ain′t even cry ′cause he was livin′ that life
These niggaz think I′m slippin′ ′cause I′m fallin′ back
Bitch I got money in the walls for that
Young′n get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and
Don′t make a sound if them people swing around this bitch
Do ya thang whoa′ hustle try to stay low
This is for my old school G′s who ain′t around this bitch
But shawty they ain′t fuckin′ wit′ pops
Let them niggaz chase that pussy we gon′ follow that guap... yeah

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard
Money talkin′ turn a key into a crack charge
Y′all niggaz ain′t eatin′ how we eatin′ B
Fuck how we used to be now we how we need to be
If they ain′t wit′ us they must be against us
We shoot ′em in the head ′cause they act like they senseless
If you ain′t gettin′ bread nigga keep yo′ distance
We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin′

[Lil Wayne]
Money money money is my intuition
Money over bitches such an easy decision
Young Money money men monster militia
Hardbody these niggaz boxes of tissue
That nina will kiss ya that chopper will twist ya
Them .380 snapshots now smile for the pictures
Weezy motherfuckin′ Baby pay me
My 9-to-5 is overrated I′m on that grind hoe

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

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Lil Wayne - You Want War

[Lil′ Wayne]
Aw aw
Aw aw!
Aw aw!!
Peep me out, look!
Head bustin′, black fatigues
So blunted, 400 degreez, it′s sweet
Nigga, respect me
When you see tha left hand buggin′, nigga, respect it
But if you see tha left hand bustin′, nigga, your disrespectin′
Took one to tha chest, I never die, I′m tha same brotha
Jump out and shoot K′s, let ′em fly, I′m tha same brotha
It′s a must they recognize that I′m untamed, brotha
Disconnect a boy like a damn change number
Uhhh, hang up and try again
I kill ya, wake ya up, and make you die again
Spark it up, and make a nigga block fry again
Go ta jail, and do life, not five ta ten
Me, Lil′ Mario, and Toolie, that′s my man, fam
My niggas don′t give a Jean-Claude VanDamme
About′chu, ′cause we don′t play around
Bring tha K around, spray tha town, take tha ground
Take tha ground that you walk on
Tap tha phones that you talk on
Jam ya up and take your arms off
I hit you twice with tha sawed-off
And your nigga just watch your head fall off... fall off
You think ya love me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious (what)
I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what)
I hit tha hood, (I hit tha hood) be up in all black, (be in all black)
numb-nut
I run up in your house with a tommy gun, what
I′m standin′ there like all mine
Run through your click like a weak defensive line
Doggy fresh

[Turk]
You want war, nigga, let′s beef... beef
We can do it how ya want, or take it to tha streets... streets
I′ll be dressed in camouflage, Ree′s on my feet
Through your air (through your air) leave ya burnin′ like heat
What ya.. know, I′m tha one from tha T.C.
Chopper shooter, block bruiser, I′ll bet any G (any G)
On fire, nigga, label, that′s a HB
And if I can′t kill you.. killin′ your family (family)
Think it′s a game, ′rilla, test my nuts, you′ll see
How fast I send shots through your 6V (6V)
Heads bust if ya really think it′s CMB
And I know you all know about Slim and B
We get our ball on, nigga, drink Cristy
Me and Buck get head from meekos in Tennessee
Betta ask somebody, nigga, I been a G
And the Baby still servin′ niggas for ten a key... nigga

[Lil′ Wayne]
Aw, aw, aw, look
Call me big baller, Big Tymer, big pockets
Call me big stunter, big stick, or big body
Call me that lil′ nigga with tha Role... fulla diamonds
Call me tha number one Hot Boy on fire
Fire, when you shoot outta town, then I′ma holler
With a crate of Crystile, couple of blunts, and a condom
Let him know if (let him know if) he down bad, that ain′t my problem
Ler him know if he come at me bad, then I′ma chop him
Ch-uh.. chop him
Put tha flame to him
All of a sudden tha thing hits straight through him
′Cause I′m tha same nigga, pimper boy, Lil′ Wayne
Thugged out, pants fall to my shoe strings
But since I use ta be.. doin′ tha best at thangs
That mean I gotta wear a vest that day
I really think them niggas jealous... of tha sparkle in my necklace

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Lil Wayne - Come On

[Verse 1:]
where my niggaz at, it′s play it raw time baby
load up the guns guerilla war time baby
light up the blunts, light up the block time dawg
choppers with drums, ozzee′s, and glock time dawg
whoever he with, they better stay cause they to nice
and whoever and hit, jump out the window and get it right
then we run in his house and hit the body and haul them out
then we empty the clip and let the Lord sort em out
bust it really, it ain′t no stopping me cause i hang up to that ville
and now i′m tieing on my bandanna and i′m cocking back
jump out the Hummer and say lil shorty wear your stocking cap
dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50 round drums
hit your daddy, you suki, you son, your wife and move your momma
cause i′m off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil tec and i′m bout to knock off your brain
tell em′

[Chorus:]
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

[Verse 2: (B.G.)]
If drama come to me then it come
for that i got two glocks and a k with a drum
that′s what i ride with not what i got got ducked off
the mac, sweeper, the six shot, pump that sawd off
i got the tillery when beef kick
i got soldiers ready to march when that beef start
i got niggaz be in that zone on that herion
i got niggaz ready to kill when shit get real
i got niggaz that play all out akirts of the field
so get caught up in that place and your brain get spilled
oh it′s a game but it′s a game of life or death
you lose and can′t continue if you get dome checked
you get blues it′s all what duck gonna be next
come in that water and get wet
think you can fuck with me, you thoughts will get upset
i don′t shot to hit i shot to kill
believe me i don′t shoot for fun when i shoot it′s for real
Come on nigga!

[Chorus:]
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

[Verse 3:]
Give me the guns, i′m ready to bust one nigga
my nuts hung nigga, since i was young nigga
i get dumb nigga, with the M-1 nigga
i sip some nigga, and i flip some nigga
A uptown stunter, what the hell you think
ready for war, BUT I AIN"T NO CAPTAIN OF NO GOT DAMN TANK!
and you can take that to vegillity boy
i′m burning up, i′m on fire is you smelling boy
cause i be coming with the top down
letting them know how the chop sound
100 rounds tore the whole entire block down
assault rifle with a drum and beam totter
38 with a speed loader in my holster
Mac ozze achine with a strap around my shoulder
but if i pop my trunk i′m might just set off a damn explosure
i′m off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil tec and i′m bout to knock off your brain
tell em′

[Chorus x2]

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Lil Wayne - Hustler Musik

[Chorus 2X with variations]
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
So money is all I think of

Steppin out the motherfuckin car they in awe
I′m lookin like a star bitch when you see me make a wish
Holla at ya motherfuckin boy J.R.
Birdman my pa bitch ball bred born rich
Dear Mr. Toilet I′m the shit
Got these other haters pissed cause my toilet paper thick
I know but trip and that forty make a chip
Out a potato head wimp and like ranch I dip
And the hustle was all muscle just strength
When it comes to that weight I don′t struggle I just lift
I got my hand on the game yeah I make a grip
Hundred grand in my fist same on my wrist
Get key money from a quarter blame it on my wrist
I whip coke like hoes nigga I′m a pimp
Lil nigga bout to rape the market
If we talkin bout money baby now we talkin

[Chorus]

[Hook: during chorus]
Fuck bitches [3X]
Get money [3X]
Get money fuck bitches
Fuck bitches get money
Fuck bitches get money

Yeah
Nigga get it in a slump if you know how
In the heart of the summer we need a snow plow
What you know bout that baby its yo time
Coke transactions on the phone we call it blowjob
Too fast for the feds too cocky for the cops
Had to ditch my old bitch gettin sloppy wit the pots
Hoppin off the boat meetin papi at the docks
He tell me I′m gainin weight I tell him I′m gettin paid
Money over bitches I′m yellin it to the grave
Developed at a young age go after what pays
These Gabana sunshades block the sunrays
I drop a car note in the mall on the first day
I gotta get it even if its in the worst way
That cake like it′s it′s my birthday
New Orleans my birthplace ya heard me
Where moneys more important than the person
Nigga

[Chorus + Hook during chorus]

Twistin up a blunt thinkin bout my next dollar
I′m diggin in the game tryna get some money out her
I′m so vain its a problem
It ain′t a stain on these Pradas I′m just bein modest
Got me a goddess sure how to divide it
She still down and she don′t get none of the profit
We around the city let the tints hide me
Thats a cold muhfucker whoever inside it
Forever symbolizing the grind it don′t walk to you
I make it run like horses do
Giddy up baby if you got it then hit ′em up baby
I know its crazy but I can′t get enough baby
I love it I fuckin love it
I′m a self made millionaire fuck the public
Ridin to myself cause I don′t fuck with nothin
Pistol on my lap on the way to the money

[Chorus + Hook during chorus]

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Lil Wayne - Die For You

[Verse 1:]
[*Giggles*]
Ayyy, I tried to treat you like no other
To be like no other in your life
Ayyy and I′d of cried to see you with another
To see you with another to win your life

[Chorus:]
Hear me out please..
HEAR ME OUT!
Hear me out before you walk up out the door
Hear me out please
Hear me out
BEFORE YOU WALK UP OUT THAT FUCKING DOOR
I loved you like no other
I do you like no other
I swear to god I motha fucking tried
I do you like no other
I treat you like no other
Without you in my life I′d fucking die
I′d die without you
I′d die
I′d die without you
I′d die
Die without you...

[Verse 2:]
I′ll cry, until you see an ocean
I′m sinking to the ocean′s floor
To many miles
I′d die here to see you with another
To see you with another
To be in your life

[Chorus:]
Hear me out please...
HEAR ME OUT!
Hear me out before you walk up out the door
Hear me out please
Hear me out
BEFORE YOU WALK UP OUT THAT FUCKING DOOR!
I love you like no other
I treat you like no other
I need you in my mother fucking life
I treat you like no other
And there won′t another
There won′t be another be Mr. Right
I′d die without you
I′d die
I′ll die without you
I′ll die
I′ll die without you
I′ll die
I′ll die
Oooh

[Bridge:]
Bury me a G
Bury me a G when I die
Bury me a G when she cry
And I′ll be looking down from the sky
Bury me a G
Ayy bury me a G when I die
Bury me a G
And I I swear
You gon here me out
Yea here me out
Here me out before you walk up out my door
You gon here me out
DON′T YOU WALK UP OUT MY FUCKING DOOR
I love you like no other
I treat you like no other
I need you in my mother fucking life
I do you like no other
I treat you like no other
I promise, I swear I′d die without you
Die without you
Die without you
Die without you
I′d die without you
Die without you
Die without you
Die without... you

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Lil Wayne - No Love

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “fuck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
Uh,I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggers know I lay them down, make their bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: I’ll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
I’m sticking to the script, you niggers′ skipping scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “fuck what
they say”
I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast
mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the
G-code
It’s Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found

[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
Fuck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no
more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see
you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em

[Verse 2 - Eminem]
I’m alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Shit’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain’t never giving in again
Cuss into the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the fuck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I’mma let you finish in a
minute
Yeah the rap is tight
But I’m fucking with the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standing on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
Til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you so good that you can’t say it
Because it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
You’ll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don’t give a fuck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love

[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
Fuck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no
more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see
you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em

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Lil Wayne - If I Die Today

Fo’ fo’ bulldog, my muthaf-cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch
I’m f-cking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get p-ssy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I’ma starve her to death
Top down, it’s upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet!
You f-ck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n-ggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don’t sleep so Weezy can’t rest
An AK47 is my f-cking address, huh

[Rick Ross]
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it’s December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I’m talking all brown linen, huh

[Rick Ross]
Big black n-gga, and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring ‘em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!
I’m swimming in the yellow bitch, boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a bitch n-gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n-gga dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I’m the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago

[Rick Ross]
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it’s December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I’m talking all brown linen, huh

[Lil Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, bitch I’m red fox
Big bee’s, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n-gga who don’t give a f-ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P-ssy n-ggas sweet, you n-ggas center bun
I’m in a red bitch, she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain, I don’t need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass n-gga, p-ssy ass n-gga
I see ya looking, what ya looking at n-gga
You know the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it’d be a holiday

[Rick Ross]
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don’t make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape
Aint it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I’m santa claus
N-ggas gather round, got gifts for all of y’all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up
It’s a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthaf-ck huddle up

[Lil Wayne]
I’m not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
Yeah

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Lil Wayne - Cash Money Millionaires

[Lil Wayne]
Keep pimpin [4x]

[Lil Wayne]
Keep pimpin keep pimpin keep pimpin keep pimpin

[Verse 1]
I got a bitch in the back i got a hoe in the front
One cookin the crack one rollin the blunt
I′m getin pussy and ass from my beautiful broad
If you lookin for that holla at ya boy
I′m a ma ma mack mack
A pi pi pimp
I spi spi spi spit out shrimp
I pull out clean
I get out limp
I walk like li li li limp
I talk like bitch get get chi chi chi
The best player on my team when i ball women cheer
And they love the way i come out with the gear
Check out theese shoes don′t come out this year
So if you love your girl don′t let her come out this year
Cuz if you leave her out there then she comin out here
And that ain′t fair and i don′t care
I′m a motherfuckin cash money millionaire

[Chorus 2x]
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
I′m a motherfuckin cash money millionaire

[Verse 2]
I got 25 dollars on my dresser and if i give it to my hoe
She gone bring back more not a minuite go she ain′t getin that loot
And if you ain′t got no money she ain′t getin at you
I like em sexy high yella if you fit thats you
Ooh boo you can come and get in that coop
Take a hit of that fruit get hi wit wayne
Fly wit birdman jr. wave hi to planes
Say bye to lames don′t but they game
If he don′t score in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit my money i′ma lynch ya ass
Like john lynch and shit don′t tempt me bitch
Wipe me down cuz i′m filthy rich
If getin money a crime then i′m guilty bitch
And that ain′t fair but i don′t care i′m a mothafuckin cash money millionaire

[Chorus 2x]
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
I′m a motherfuckin cash money millionaire

[Verse 3]
Sitin low in the car sit hi in the truck
Sit in the front of the plane way in the back of the bus
I got ladies for days i got women for months
Leave ya girl at home i made 21
I got that thang on chrome blades 21
I got them thang inside make me empty one
Pull it over to the side by a preety one
Like whats good mama come make the clouds jump over us come fly wit me
My diamonds bling my weed is rap
Call me wheezy the king call me wheezy the crack
If pimpin is dead then i′m bringin it back
Matter of fact it never died so i take that back
If your shoes too small shawty take that back
Cuz you gone walk all day till you make that back
And that ain′t fair but i don′t care i′m a motherfuckin cash money millionaire

[Chorus 2x]
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
Who you think you fuckin wit
I′m a motherfuckin cash money millionaire

Whats really good mommy its ya boy w-h-e-e-z-y f baby so hi in the sky i′m so fly watch out for

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Lil Wayne - Everything

[talking]
I know, I know, Weezy Wee, this dedicated to my father
Damn nigga, y′all excuse the expressions

What it be like up there baby boy, ay this here ya son hollerin at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it′s hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin, peepin down on how I′m livin
Ay, tell Jesus I said thanks for the blessings he sendin
Please ask him to forgive me for the sins I commit
Just let him know I′m still young and at risk
Say, I′ll never forget the time that you caught me smokin herb in the house
I was dead wrong, I deserved to get out
But you just talked it over with my mom and got it situated in due time
Told me get the paper instead of high
So now I take that advice and shed light over my whole life dog
I wanted to be just like you my whole life dog
I can′t believe them niggas stole ya, that shit′s pain to me
But don′t trip, I hold you down, you still remain through me
And dog I know I can′t see you but I bet that you smilin
And I′m a make you even happier, I promise

[Chorus 2x]
I know you can′t be close to my nigga, I know
But I know you watchin over me nigga, I know
But the shit′s steady hurtin, burn deep
But it′s alright dog, everything gon′ be alright dog

I know you see my daughter growin up and bad as ever
But she cool ′cause she do whatever daddy tell her
And your wife, she′s still the most wonderful woman
I just built her a new house, she ain′t runnin from nothin
B and Slim, them niggas still love me like they own child
Ms. Rose nerves get bad, but still she gon′ smile
And me I′m on some "squash it" and some debate it
But I know they love it way more than they hate it
And I know you probably laughin at the way I treat these hoes and these
bitches
I try love ′em, my BM be trippin
But Rabbit, you know one thing, I got the game from you, every perspective
That′s why I keep the gun at close connection for protection
And you see I left school behind and chose CMB
It was impossible on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over me my nigga, just guide me

[Chorus]

I swear to you man, at some times I really wish I was with you
′Cause I get fed up with this life and I miss you
Somebody pass me a tissue, and let me wipe the tears from my eyes
Yeah, nigga I cried, it′s ′cause I loved you dog
I promise I won′t ever put nothin above you dog
So I live my life in dedication of you dog
I know you see me happy on the outside and hurt within
Make me wanna grab that gun and burst again
But I know they got a reason why I′m here
And I know they got a reason why you gone
And therefore, I′m succeedin on my own
But you ain′t never left me, nigga, you still dwell in my heart
I can′t forget you kept it real from the start
And until my last breath I exhale, I′m a keep you with me
And when we do meet again, I′m a keep you with me
And tell them niggas Pac, B.I.G. and Pun I said "thay′s my peoples"
Watch over me nigga ′til I see you

[Chorus 1 1/2x]

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Lil Wayne - Unstoppable

You can talk all you want but my skin is really thick
I′m the leader of a crowd and my game is really slick
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
You can talk all you want but my skin is really thick
I′m the leader of a crowd and my game is really slick
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

[Chorus:]
Said, you ready for tomorrow
When I smash it like a ball in the club
On the news, I′ll be rockin′ like a rockstar
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

---Lil Wayne :
Weezy F Babe
Hello girl i gotta black for today and a yellow girl
and the way i choose let my swag so sick i mean ...
i never make a bad move but i can make her bad move
like my attitude aint no body ...
yeah.. and nothing stops for me i feel aint nothing out for me
huh.. what you talk bout there i rain in a bank and i walk out there
yeah.. and i walk it like i talk it but i run this shit yep runnin like a ...
Young Money

[Chorus:]
You can talk all you want but my skin is really thick
I′m the leader of a crowd and my game is really slick
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

Said, you ready for tomorrow
When I smash it like a ball in the club
On the news, I′ll be rockin′ like a rockstar
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

Now shake your body,
Like you got the jungle fever rushing through your veins
We gettin′ crazy and the club is banging through your brain
When I say jump, you jump, jump is knockin knockin
I wanna see you jump like this beat is rockin′
You can′t ride my bracelet, kinda fancy but it′s hot
You wanna come along and see and holler at me
Maybe I lost it, maybe not cause I got game
Like a burning flame, yeah that′s me, uh huh

[Chorus:]
You can talk all you want but my skin is really thick
I’m the leader of a crowd and my game is really slick
I’m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

Said, you ready for tomorrow?
When I smash it like a ball in the club
On the news, I′ll be rockin′ like a rockstar
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, follow the leader
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, follow the leader
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, follow the leader
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, follow the leader

[Chorus:]
You can talk all you want but my skin is really thick
I’m the leader of a crowd and my game is really slick
I’m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

Said, you ready for tomorrow?
When I smash it like a ball in the club
On the news, I′ll be rockin′ like a rockstar
I′m unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable

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Lil Wayne - Paradice

Mula Baby...

[Verse 1]
She was a young girl in pursuit of glory and fame.
She would do anything she could to feel the flame,
When everybody knew your mood and the games you′ve played.
She finally made all her dreams come true and then she screamed:

[Chorus]
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Yea..
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.

[Verse 2]
He was a young boy in pursuit of money and fame,
And he would do anything he could to kill the pain.
When everybody knew your mood, they speaking your name,
All over the late night local news I hear them scream:

(Chorus)
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.
Oh no, this ain′t paradice.

Oh, I say the sun don′t shine forever.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh
And everything that glitter ain′t gold.
I say love don′t love forever.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhh
When everything that′s new gets old.

Sometimes we try to find a road to the riches;
We need roadside assistance.
Blisters on my knees from begging for forgiveness.
Ain′t no dollars on my trees, but mileage on my feet,
′Cause I been climbing to the peak and running from the bullshit.
I′m tired of hearing the same songs, who told the DJ bring it back.
Dead presidents bullet in Abraham Lincoln hat.
Staring at big poster -- I swear that he be winking back.
Cut school; sell crack. Sorry I′m just thinking back.
Ca-Call me crazy, I′ve been called worse.
It′s like I have it all, but what′s it all worth?
I′m probably better in my afterlife.
I should cherish life, but this ain′t paradice.

[Chorus]
Oh no, this ain′t paradice
Oh no, this ain′t paradice
Oh no, this ain′t paradice
Oh, Oh, Ohh
This ain′t paradice
No, this ain′t paradice
This ain′t paradice

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Lil Wayne - Tha Block Is Hot

[Lil′ Wayne]
Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, what

Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trustin no man
Got my glock cocked, runnin this thing, ya understand
We be steamin, blazin, nines pumped in caves and
Cali grows somethin for the hood where I was raised in
Niggaz bustin heads and, runnin duckin Feds and
rocks under they tongues and, ki′s under they beds and
do it for the real niggaz, twenty-four seven hustlers
EHHH, until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers
Ain′t no love for them busta, no pimp for no coward
No respect for no stunt, and no money without power
We keepin niggaz hotter, E WWWW nasty and sour
Pile up in the Eddie Bauer and BLAKA at every hour
Some niggaz like that powder, fold it up what they drain
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins
From the home of the game, jackin and crackin brains
Broadcastin live from Tha Block it′s Lil′ Wayne

[Chorus: B.G. and Juvenile, Lil′ Wayne]

[Juve:] Nigga you got that llello?
[B.G.:] Well cook something nigga
[Juve:] Nigga you let them K′s go?
[B.G.:] Well bust somethin nigga
[Juve:] Are you duckin that law?
[B.G.:] You better run from em nigga
[Juve:] Are you playin with that raw?
[B.G.:] Well won′t you front somethin nigga
[Wayne] Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha
Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha
Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha
Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha..

[Lil′ Wayne]
See where I′m from we keep our guns out
Dodgin cops and burnin blocks, cause we be thugged out
It′s time to floss, two big bodies on Broad South
and they got quarter staffs and birds that run the house
It′s all good in the hood hustlin like illegal
Soon as you get it, hot SKIRT, like for them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto′
End up in Miss Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
This everyday, at the spot where niggaz murder on top, boy
It′s the spot where they got Fire Girls and Hot, Boys
We don′t know what be goin cause we so blunted from trees
and we′ll be round ya all day til it′s "400 Degreez"
And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the pulpit
They got a nigga that own the sto′, he flippin out off that broad
Betta stay in yo′ car, and make sure, your door is locked
Cause this ain′t nuttin proper, cause Tha Block, is jusssst Hot

[Chorus]

[Lil′ Wayne]
See watch your step on my section, gotta walk like, talk like
Where they shot out all the street lights
So you can′t see what nobody be like
And we like, to dress in all black up in my residence
Ain′t got on no suits, cause we ain′t tryin to be presidents
And ever since the coke drought, niggaz been on a trip y′all
So you better watch what y′all playin wit
Cause a nigga will try to flip y′all
They hit y′all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug
Hahhhh, catch your breath, now shhhhh, catch a slug
It′s street smarts, plenty niggaz that keep spots
When the heat starts, ain′t nobody got sweethearts
Callin weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk
We cut your week short, them lil′ boys don′t give a damn
Call out for that caper, won′t hesitate to kill a man
Run in his house and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam
Tie em up put em in the vans, then put a gat in his drawers
... tch, one move blow his cactuses off

[Chorus]

[Lil′ Wayne]
WHOOT! Some people call me cause Tha Block is Hot
Shk-a-BLAOW! Bust ya guns cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga shhhhh, cook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Say look Daddy, just hook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga WHOOT! Some people call me cause Tha Block is Hot
Shk-a-BLAOW! Bust ya guns cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga shhhhh, cook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Say look Daddy, just hook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn
My block on fire, nigga what about yours?
Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn
My block on fire, nigga what about yours?

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Lil Wayne - Enemy Turf

[Juvenile]
Ah hmmm hmmmm
Hmmmm Hmmm

[Verse 1 (Juvenile)]
When I say I don′t give a fuck
I mean that yeah
?? brains is getting bust
I didn′t say that yeah
If a shipment was comin in
I need a ?? wodie
I need a sixty-forty nigga
And no chargin′ that wodie
You done heard about Michael Jackson
And shiggidy shit
But you ain′t never heard about me
When i′m flissin a bitch
Niggas shoulders gettin knocked
Clean off of they head
See that red dot comin from
Me and my girlfriend
Cause I wants mine
I needs mine
And i′m about to get mine
At these times
Look lil′ daddy
You ain′t got to worry about none of these other niggas
You needs to be worried about when Juvi comin to get ya
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog
Y′all bitches better handle y′all business before I hit y′all
Even though a nigga rich and i rock ice
I still bust a nigga head on the block aright

[Chorus 2x (Juvenile & Lil′ Wayne)]
[Juvenile]
It′s enemy turf that i′m on
So i′ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calicoe
My lil′ brother Weezy

[Lil′ Wayne]
My big brother Juvi
Four hit the blocks
Strapped up with the Uzis

[Verse 2 (Lil′ Wayne)]
What, What, La
Gun for gun
Eye for eye
Better move yo′ wife and son
′Cause i ride or die
Cashmoney Hot Boy
Bless me when i′m gone
But until then load up the chrome cause it′s on
I been bout it
Put a ??????
I drop the top and then i flip I hit his cock and make ′em flip
And i be full of that trash
i be the first one to jump out the jag bust at ′em fast
Watch the bullets chop off the head
And make ′em fall in the grass
One move they all die
Lil′ Weezy small frie
Guerilla when it′s war time
Y′all better learn
When this nigga shoot it′ll be all hell
Well then let ′em burn
????????????????
Seven churn and i be damn if i let ′em go
If i don′t get my dough
Then hell will be all blowin′
′Till i R.I.P CMR i be
I put it down for all my peeps
Nigga, i′m HB for real

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
All i know is the streets
And how to strap up
When it′s time shoot it
Cock yo′ heaters
Tie up yo′ bags
It′s time to do it
Blaze the blunt
Shut off the lights
And cut down the music
Roll down the windows
Turn the corner
And let loose with the bbbbrrrrrr
If ya don′t know now
Then ya never will learn
You ca play with Lil′ Wayne
And yo′ block get burned
You must love to go swimmin
Cause tha water gets deeper
See i bust you wide open
And take ′ya daughter with me
Here come the beat boy
Shoot out the street lights
Time to bring on the heat boy
If you ain′t really wit it
Then you better get back
I open yo′ chest
And make it look just like a wet cat
This is a death trap
i′ma a guerilla and i mean it
leave ya′ head still in a beanin′
?? on the semen
Calicoe steamin′
Red dot beamin′
Dressed up suspicious
Play with lil′ Weezy you′ll be ?? for the vicious

[Chorus 2x]

Enemy Turf
Time to strap up

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Lil Wayne - Watcha Wanna Do

What
What?
Nigga, huh?
Huh?
Nigga, what?
What?!
What?
Check!

I′m shootin′, flee
Pollutin′ you and your niggas, betta run from me
Comin′ through in a strap... with a 223
You be losin′ your life when you caught up... in beef
What? Nigga nigga, shiiiit!
Now, I′m ridin′, ride
With a K on my side
50 shots flyin′, fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin′, but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin′ by
Byy-bahda-by-by-by
Huh? Nigga, what? Takin′ me for a joke, and watch me hurt cha
Boys there, they be commercial... I beat ′em ′til they purple
I′m a lil′ bitty nigga, but I got a big ole chop, 2′s that′ll kill 50 niggas
Didja do it? Thought it was cool?
But cha still in it, nigga
Your so ugly with your boys, but I′m still pretty, nigga
Lil′ Wayne representin′
I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs
I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure
What? From tha 17th, I back down from no nigga
Had me four deep in four cars on your block with four triggas
Man... ya′ll niggas ain′t up for this!!
Ya′ll hatin′ on me, you can suck my dick!
Didn′t I tell ya ta chill?
Guerrilla, you can play if you want
Find yourself in tha back-a my trunk
Ho, feminine punk!

[Chorus]
Now, nigga, what?! Huh?! (What?!)
Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, huh?! What?! What?!
Watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, I say what?! Huh?! Huh?!
Watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, huh?! What?! What?!
Watcha wanna do?!

Now I be Wayne Wayne Wayne... from CMB
50 shots, flame flame flame... from artillery
Bullets, they stain stain stain... burn like rubber on tha streets
(Screech!) If you can′t hang, find your way from ′round me
Lil′ soldier in all black off-a A.N.E.
I pullin′ ego, my nigga, so ain′t no playin′ me
Yeah, I may be... a lil′ small and all that
But I′m ′bout war, totin′ a gat, flippin′ a car and all that
Now freeze! Me and my g′s hitchyour hood like fleas
Soldier rag, black ′Bauds, white T′s, and Ree′s
Please, tell me that you was fulla weed
When you said you want beef
′Cause I don′t think nonna ya′ll famileez wan′ see ya′ll bleed
I know what tha hell it be
Ya′ll niggas don′t listen up when we speak
I be ten-deep
Lettin′ 223′s chop trees
(?) told me not ta be weak, and let a nigga play me
So he... who take tha biggest bite, lose all-a his teeth
Hook up wit Juve, Turk, and B.G.
Open niggas like ki′
G... I bet some g′s, boy, can′t wet a HB
Or Steve′s... CMB′s make tha scene off tha heez
All ya′ll beef-b′s be seized when we ride... g′s!

[Chorus]
Nigga, what! Huh! What!
Watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, what, nigga, what?! Nigga, huh?!
Watcha wanna do?!
I say what! Huh! What!
Watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, what! Huh?!
Nigga, watcha wanna do?!

Look, dog... you can be stupid if want, watch, it be war
Or all you drive tha car, I hit tha block and.. cut ′em off
Whole nation gon′ fall... when Wayne spins tha cut
Guns up, nigga, what!... I clutch and bust
Niggas duck and hide... when.. I.. ride
I load tha forty-five, and explode on your side
My niggas, Mike and Mario, they got some 2′s for me
And I spin a nigga ben until he use ta me
I′m on a 3000-dollar duck.. on your block, just waitin′
Nonna dem niggas could take me, I was too in-tox-i-cat-ed
But, nigga, if you want war with me, besta be ′bout your issue
Hit your set with.. my nigga with them things ta split cha
Picture a lil′ nigga dressed in black... with a big ole gun
In front′chyour house, shootin′, ′baahhh!!!′.. hollerin′ out, ′Nigga,
what?!′

Nigga, what! Huh! What?!
Watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, what! Huh! What?!
Watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, I say huh?! What?!
Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
Have me in all black, bustin′ back at your crew!
Now I say, what! Huh! What?!
Watcha wanna do?!
I say, huh?! What?!
Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
Nigga, what?! Huh?!
Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
Have me in all black, bustin′ at your crew!
What! What! What!
Huh?! Huh?!
Nigga nigga nigga, what ch′all want?
Nigga, what ch′all niggas wan′ do?

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Lil Wayne - Whip It

[Target Bonus Track]

[Verse 1:]
Ok, you ain′t know shit
It′s weezy f baby like a newborn bitch
You ain′t know shit
I put your girl to work now heres a uniform bitch
Pimpin over here
And I ain′t santa clause but
Yeah I make it rain dear
Money out the ass
Yeah money out the rear.
Weezy at the plate
I could bunt it out of here
Safe as a mother fucker
Ain′t no safety button on this mother fucker
Where the safe mother fucker?
That′s the case
Doc the judge
Weezy F. the ample fury
Hang 12 witnesses
That′s what I call a hung jury
Brung Jerry Bling Bling
I made that but I don′t even say that
As much as [? ] Say that
That′s way back
Boy you should catch up
It must of been mine, theys
Long hair pretty eyes light skin fine legs,
Phat ass, skinny stomach, pretty feet, pretty woman
Walking down the street cause I put her out my jeep,
I don′t save em, I slave em, they want weezy f,
I bad grade em, I don′t degrade em, I serenade em,
100 on the chest
100 on the arm
Rings so thick I can′t even make a fist
Nigga fuck how you do it cause I do it like this

Yeah, and I just do my wayne
And every time I do it I do my thang,
[x2]

I do it how I do it an I do it everyday
Iwhip it like a slave likea muthafuckin slave

I beat that block

[Verse 2:]
Qunta quinte on my shit nigga
Like I ate a plate of roots for dinner
But I ate a plate of loot for dinner
I′m in the garden sellin fruit to sinners
Like apples to Shaq
Hey big spender
And do remember
Just like Brenda
2 grand still get ya four and a baby
I′m a kill em when I drop like I′m holdin a baby
Weezy f, the F is for don′t Forget the Baby
And bitch I′ve been hot but you don′t know me from satan
And if your manning up you better show me your peyton
But you pussies ain′t ballin no sir
Not lathen?
Bricks get shipped
Bricks get cut
Dr. Carter, Nip & Tuck
Yeah but you could call me wayne
But now watch me and my chain Gang!

[Verse 3:]
Yes it′s me bitches
Duece Bigalow on these he bitches
Flu flow
Flyer then bird coupe like a two door
What do you know
I know the streets bitch
And this is my toilet
And you can eat shit
Got them girls in my bathroom with their asses out
Cause I′m fly, like flyers they passin out
We mashin out,
We young Mula
I got that 12 Guage
Don′t make me 1 2 ya
3 4 5 train bitch suwoop
If you ain′t on my train bitch cho cho
Like you got my dick in your mizouth
And I′m a do me bitch with you or without
Shit always right sometimes
And from the top everybody look 1′9
And I′m 2′much
The numbers don′t lie
And if they stop makin cadillacs
I swear I′m gon die
And if the weed man don′t have no more Onions I′m a cry
And if yif was a piff then id rather drink wine
Shit... I′m a take my time
Now am I crazy or just lazy?
Cause I′m tired of ballin darlin
And I roll with my riders like it′s harley party
And we roll with them choppers like it′s a harley party
We are all dressed in red like it′s a scarlet party
I was ballin in New Orleans way before the charolette hornets
I′m an x man bitch I ain′t talkin [? ]
Put the dirty dishes in the sank
No pork but I get paid like a piggy bank
I spit like backwash, sasquash
No back talk, I act lost
But I bet that money find me
Your jewelry telling jokes
You got them funny diamonds
I got them sunny diamonds
I got them money problems
That Christopher Wallace
Fuck bitches get money
Young money!

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Lil Wayne - Playing With Fire

So you got so many diamonds
You wear all the finest clothes
And your grill is shining
As you′re driving down the street of gold
But you can′t blame me if I set dis stage on fire

[Verse 1:]
Mama always told me I was crazy
My hoes say I′m amazin but I don′t listen 2 a lady
But the bitch say I′m hot and I say no bitch I′m blazin
Like wat the fuck u expect I′m a muthafuckin cajun
And I feel caged in my mind it′s like my flow is doin time
I go crazy inside but when it comes out it′s fine like wine
Wait
Watch
See I get betta with time like a watch
Osch be gasch posh spice husband
Could′ntkick it like I kick it bitch I kicks it
No cereal like a land and I sticks it
Wateva she asks me after she licks it
That′s too explicit but y u listenin
*SNIFFS* I smell smoke and somethin sizzlin
That′s her pussy so hey pussy play with pussy or play pussy

[Chorus:]
But you can′t blame me if I set dis stage on fire

[Verse 2:]
They say you′re nobody til somebody kills you
But where I′m from you′re nobody til you kill somebody
And you kno what they say
When you′re great it′s not murder it′s assinate
So assinate me bitch
Cause I′m doin the same shit martin luther king did
Checkin in the same hotel in the same suite bitch same balcony
Like assinate me bitch
[? ]
I don′t rap I film movies with my rap
You can call me Mr. Director Chair
Yea and that′s a wrap
Cut
On 2 the next
Not to the next scene bitch the next check
Some say the X makes the sex pects
So play with the pussy or play pussy

[Hook:]
So you got so many diamonds(hey pussy lay pussy)
You wear all the finest clothes(go or die say pussy and I say)
And your grill is shining(lay pussy lay pussy lay pussy)
As you′re driving down the street of gold(Hey Pussy)
But you can′t blame me if I set dis stage on fire(Hey Pussy Don′t Play Pussy)
Get em!

[Verse 3:]
Straight off the corner Apple and Eagle
Brave hard bitch like the times I′m medieval
Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral
Standin on the corner selling Porcelean to People
Forced into evil, It′s all in your head
It′s also cerebral, call me Canival
You follow when I lead you
Straight to the needle
The barrel, the battle, the beetles will eat you
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your pussy Second husband tried to beat ya
Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleever
He ain′t give a f**k I ain′t give a f**k neither
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features
You could smell the ether
You can see Cita
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
And she don′t play neither

But you can′t blame me if I set dis stage on fire
C3 3 peat

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Lil Wayne - Get Over

(feat. Nikki)

Yea, real rap, real rap fo ya
Lighters up, lets get ′em

Chorus - Nikki [Lil Wayne]
Thooouugh, though I′m missin you [straight to the head man]
I′ll find a way to get through
I know livin without ya is impossible [yea]
Gooonnee...I know you gon live on [cry momma, ya momma]
Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya

(Verse 1)
Stay strong, be tough, that′s what the preacher tell ya
He never really felt ya, so he can′t even help ya
Need a shoulder to lean on, somebody to cry to
It′s like everything′s gone, but I′m a survivor
Standin on stage in front of thousands
Don′t amount to me not havin my father
That′s real talk, I know a lot of y′all got ′em
But you need ′em way more when you gotta go without ′em
And I′m without ′em, but that′s life y′all
Sometimes you gotta learn to swim with no lifeguard
I′m alright God, shit I′m still breathin
But lose hurt like bullets, I′m about to start bleedin
Throw me down some comfort, cause my heart need it
Tryin to cope wit my chances and meet ′em
There′s a dark road ahead, but I′m tryin to take it easy
Rest in peace Lil Beezy, my nigga

(Chorus) [Lil Wayne simultaneously in the background x 2]
Thooouugh, though I′m missin you
I′ll find a way to get through
I know livin without ya is impossible
Gooonnee...I know you gon live on
Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
[I miss my dawg I can′t believe that it′s over
but I′m a soldier, so I gotta over, can′t stay sober, I′m just tryin to get over]

(Verse 2)
Smoke cush all day and pop painkillers
Fuck who don′t understand it, this what the game did us
This what the streets showed us
This how the block made us, the same block where they layed ′em
I pray every time I cross the spot on the pavement, save me
Lord will I be next for the taking? Take me
I know I′m livin like I know when I′m comin
But I′m just livin cause I know that it′s comin
And the end is comin, but I ain′t runnin
I and hidin and duckin, I′m in the middle of a war, I′m alive and love it
I′m just speakin from the heart of the diein public
We still beatin, we gon rise above it
Though it seem like they cheatin and we loosin
We survive if nothin, they could never take the stride from strugglin
I gotta ride
And sometimes that ride get bloody
But I just think about my buddy and go after that money, but uhh..

(Bridge) Nikki [Lil Wayne simultaneously in the background]
Ohhh, we gotta get over, we gotta get over, gotta get over
it′s almost over, and we gon be alright
[I gotta get over, I gotta get over, cause bitch I′m a soldier]

(Verse 3)
Straight Patrone out the bottle to the head now
We gettin read now, bitch my nigga dead now
And all the things I never said, I gotta say it now
I shoulda said it then, now I gotta talk to clouds
Now I gotta walk around, brim down
Just tryin to find my way to the next day, escape
Ya birthday could be ya death date
So I′m livin like it was just yesterday, let′s pray
Ten fingers together, can′t bring ′em together
It′s murda murda, I don′t think it get better
So be a competitor or get out the weather
Me? I got a umbrella and a berretta
I′m just tryin to make sure my daughter future progressin
And behind that, I′m shootin excessive, trust me
The beautiful dead, we livin wit the ugly
I just tell my pops wait for me, I′m comin

(Chorus) [Lil Wayne simultaneously in the background] x 2
Thooouugh, though I′m missin you
I′ll find a way to get through
I know livin without ya is impossible
Gooonnee...I know you gon live on
Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
[I miss my dawg I can′t believe that it′s over
but I′m a soldier, so I gotta over, can′t stay sober, I′m just tryin to get over]

[I miss my dawg I can′t believe that it′s over
but I′m a soldier, so I gotta over
can′t stay sober, I′m just tryin to get over] in background over and over while talking

They ask me why I wear shades at nighttime...cause I don′t wanna see nothin! Yea..
Like I said, life ain′t nuttin but a long extended road, keep drivin
I done passed up plenty people up on the side of road, no help, keep goin
Yea...Lost a lot of passengers on the ride, kept goin...yep...
who knows when I′ll run outta gas. Yea..

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Lil Wayne - 3 Peat

Yessir!
They can′t stop me... even if they stopped me ha ha ha yea

I′m on it ooh I′m on it I′m so on it and how ever you want it
You can get it tonight hoe
And all night hoe I get the beat from
(Mistro)
A fuckin right hoe
I might crazy go on these niggas I don′t give a motherfuck
Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up what!
What I don′t give a motherfuck get cha baby kidnapped
And ya baby motherfuck
It′s tha Carter 3 bitch better put ya supper up
Hollygrove I throw it up like I′m tryna lose my gut
Fuck is up beat him up like a million uppercuts
Got a million duffeled up for the fuck of it
Shit get on my level you can′t get on my level
You would need a spaceshuttle or a ladder that′s forever
However I′m better if not now than never
Don′t you ever fix ya lips unless you bout to suck my dick
Bitch swallow words taste my thoughts
And if it′s too nasty spit it back at me
Two more inches I′d been in that casket
According to the doctor I could of died in traffic
Bounce right back on them bitches like Magic
Abra-cadabra I′m up like Viagra
I just do this shit for my click like Adam Sandler
I control hip hop and I′m a keep it on my channel
Watch me!
Bitch watch me!
Bitch watch me!
But they cannot see me like Hitler
It′s the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old it′s growin white hair
Young Money baby
Yeah we right here
I′m a make sure we ball till we fall like tears
And mama don′t cry
Ya son can handle his
I got her out the hood and put her in the hills
Yeah when I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better place
When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough we did exactly what I say
I told my girl when you fuck me better fuck me good
Cause if another girl could she gon fuck me good
No sittin at the table if you bringin nothin to it
And I get straight to it like it′s nothin to it
Yea I got game like Stuart... Scott
Fresh out the ESPN shop
And when sports in the poppin
E′ery thang stoppin but you can′t fool me I know what you watchin
ME!
You watch me
You watch me
Cause I be
WEE-ZY must see t.v.
C3 nigga that′s me
And I′m me I′m me
Times three so retreat or suffer defeat
I′m back 3 PEAT
C3

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Lil Wayne - Fuck The World

Look, look, look

A young nigga screamin fuck the world and let ′em die
Behind tints, tryna′ duck the world and smokin rie
Got my bandanna ′round my head and pants to my feet
And got my eyes fire red and glock on my seat
I′m tryna′ stay under intoxication
′Cause I lost my father, and got an order, plus I′m on probation
I′m drinkin liquor like it′s water, gettin pissy drunk
And stayin away from them lil′ broads that tryin to give me some
I keep a chopper in the trunk and my heat on my wasteline
Duckin the law, ′cause I ain′t tryna′ do no FED time
Sometimes I just wish I could be away
But I gotta take care a ???? and keep macita straight
So I just maintain the struggle and I keep tryin
But how can I when my closest people keep dyin′
I ain′t lyin that the law tryna′ bust my clique
But I scream fuck the world man, I′m too young for this

[Hook 2x]
Look, I′m cursed, but in this verse man, fuck the world
I lost my boy to a gun and made a little girl
And I′m still thuggin′ wit′ my niggas tryna′ keep it real
And I′m still doin for my mother and I′m payin′ bills

Give me a cigarette, my nerves bad
The FEDs said they heard that I know where them birds at
And my old lady say she saw me with anotha ????
And some a the boys shot up my block so now I gotta kill ′em
And teachers keep tellin′ my momma that I′m gettin′ worse
And now she trippin talkin ′bout I need to be in church
And my lil′ girl whole family tryna′ lie in court
Tryna′ put me, a child, on child support
And whole family deny me of what I do ′cause I′m a ′thug and stuff′
Plus, my niggas keep fallin to them drugs and stuff
That dope got these niggas meltin away
Man they got clowns right around me, killin they self everyday
We keep fightin but they so strong
I know it′s hard but don′t give up baby hold on
Just keep ya fate, count blessings, and wodie keep ya trust
And grab ya nuts and let ′em know that we don′t give a fuck
We don′t give a fuck

[Hook]

I mean the world just ain′t gon′ never change
So I just keep my head up and my nuts, let ′em hang
Dawg I swear it′s very rough out here for the youngstas
Like everybody against me ′cause I′m a young thug
Dear Rabbit, why they have to kill Rabbit?
But I′ma keep you alive, nigga, I′m Lil′ Rabbit
That′s why this lil′ nigga be buggin like it′s no tomorrow
I only can depend on macita and C-M-R
I try my best to make it through the night and live today
But I′m upset so I′m steady wipin′ tears away
And police got me under surveilance when and wherever
Wreckin they brains, tryna′ figure where I′m gettin that cheddar
I tell my family just leave me a-damn-lone
I can handle all a my business, this lil′ man grown
But I try to forget about it and just stand strong
But if everythang was cool I wouldn′t write this damn song
Fuck the world

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Lil Wayne - Get Off The Corner

(Lil Wayne talking)
Stop, Oh
Who it be nigga? Oh
Weezy Wee nigga, Oh
Lets Go, Oh
Uh-Oh, Uh-Oh
Get off the corner
Uh-Oh, Uh-Oh
Get off the corner
Uh-Oh
Listen
Uh-Oh

(Verse 1)
The block is hot, The cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy
While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin′, With penitentiary chances
The dope roped up in a couple of pants is
Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy
I got Heroin bundles and them Highland O′s
Plus a cooked slab, Chopped up, Dimes is swoll
If I spot the laws comin′, Hey its time to roll
Candy Carter got a line of parole, Outta control
The first fell on a Tuesday this month Oh
Sweet thang, Plus its a sweet thing
In ??? for three days
One time you say what u mean
I gets the green
Break up the block like Maurice Green
Ya feel me, In my predicament
I′m guilty until proven innocent
Hustle ridiculous, I′m trying′ to get this dope continuos
Ball ′til I fall, One thing I aint tryin′ to fall
Want everybody numb like Ambasol
They heard me.....

(Chorus 4x)
Uh-Oh
There go them f**kin′ Po-Po′s (Uh-Oh)
And if you know like I know (Uh-Oh)
You better get off the corner (Uh-Oh)

(Verse 2)
I′m a young dogg, wildin ecstatic
Violent on acid, them gangsta′s doin′ time in emparishment
Role models, Keep ya cut, They drank whole bottles
An cuss at niggas, You like f**k that nigga
I let my pump suck track niggas
You beef with me, I guarantee ya mams′ will be missin
With a note behind demandin′ three chickens
Or she gets it, Do not twist it
We cut ya ???, Have ya body in three different places
Aint nothin′ gravy, But save it
Cause I′m a rider, Hit a nigga street
Weezy go to war like Sudam and Clinton disagree
While I′m shitty from the weed
Like where them bustas be
I promise ya never f**kin′ sleep, I clear the set
Come outside late at night, To ya surprise I′m here with Teck′s
Two shots knock off a niggas neck, it′s so realistic
So I hope you get it, or else them shots poke ya fifty
Be on the block ′til them Soldiers hit it
That′s when he heard.....

(Chorus 4x)
Blocka
Me come and tear ya block up
If you don′t want no problems
You better get off the corner

(Verse 3)
Ok I cook ya cut, An ship an move it
I make a livin′ in this crooked public distrubutin′
Just take a peek around, Cause when blood is shootin′shit is boomin′
The hottest D in town
Lookin′ for me, Have me toasted like after six
See I crack the bricks right down to Z′s
Got pounds of trees, My blocks blazin′ qp′s to ki′s
Gangin in the cheese, Them bricks is comin′
No drop sound sit on nothin′
I don′t believe I′m frontin′
If I give you a dime, I leave with somethin′
The big dog, Nigga I got the city under siege
An the law dont bother me, I give the pigs a couple of G′s
Shiiit, I hustle stronger pushin′ this work through the streets
I′m tryin′ to deal with every nigga, Settle birds up cheap
I′m greedy
Yes I see this money bein′ made from drugs, I need it
Twenty wrists tweeds completed
You cant beat it
Whatever you want, Holla at me when you need to get it
Does anybody else?, I pay them a visit
That′s when they heard.....

(Chorus 4x)
Come here peeps
I′m hearin that you run the streets
You don′t want beef
Then get off the corner

(After Chorus)
Uh-Oh
There go them f**kin′ Po-Po′s (Uh-Oh)
And if you know like I know (Uh-Oh)
You better get off the corner (Uh-Oh)
Blocka
Me come and tear ya block up
If you don′t want no problems
You better get off the corner
Come here peeps
I′m hearin that you run the streets
You don′t want beef
Then get off the corner
Come here peeps
I′m hearin′ that you run the streets
You don′t want beef
Then get off the corner
Uh-Oh
There go them f**kin′ Po-Po′s (Uh-Oh)
And if you know like I know (Uh-Oh)
You better get off the corner (Uh-Oh)
Blocka
Me come and tear ya block up
If you don′t want no problems
You better get off the corner
Come here peeps
I′m hearin that you run the streets
You don′t want beef
Then get off the corner
Come here peeps
I′m hearin′ that you run the streets
You don′t want beef
Then get off the corner

Uh-Oh, You better get off the corner
Blocka, You better get off the corner
Come here peeps, You better get off the corner
Get off the corner, Get off the corner
What, Uh-Oh, Get off the corner
What, Uh-Oh, You better get off the corner
What, Uh-Oh, You better get off the corner
What, Uh-Oh, You better get off the corner
Check, Get off the corner

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Lil Wayne - Lock And Load

[Chorus] 2x
We won, we won
And then we shot that BB gun
And they lost, and they lost
Til we took they shit, now its time to floss

22 year old 17 war vet
Life in the fast-lane, little red corvette
Little red handkerchief, hangin out the right side
Back pocket jeans fallin, Couple my evisu signed
Yep we do shine, and they gon’ hate
But they hated Jesus baby we won’t break
So we ride like 4 Pirelli’s
So secured no security, no protectin no comparing
Lok and heavy, Ocean 11
Aviators, both tickers, so figures
No playas, I’m Hollygrove to the heart
Hollygrove from the start
Don’t cross Earhardt
Boulevard where the ward I come from
171 shot, never that (blum blum)
Brrrt Brrrt! Pop Pop! Clap Clap!
What the fuck, Hollygrove stand up Nigga!

[Chorus]

Get ‘em get ‘em Weezy hit ‘em where you kill ‘em easy
Sit em in the river, leave em, they find em tomorrow evening
Sinkin or probly drinkin that syrup
Thinkin I won’t slip, even though I’m leanin like a broke hip
He don’t know I got the nina wit the 4 clip
Thats a somersault back spin full flip for ya?
Push this button, I flip out and hit something
Miss nothin i′m just bustin until this scene clean
12 hundred for the jeans stop playin
Hundred dollars for the glock in my pants
Who the man? I am when I stand with it pointed right at ya face
Knock the brains from the back of ya neck for lack of respect
I- strap a jet black gat ‘til the deck
Tell the mama to bury me with that, No Bullshittin’
My hood getting kinda crazy where I be
So Ronie′s with me cuz he′s the OG
[Chorus]

Fresh out the back seat of the figgity phantom
The haters I make em mad em when I wave at em like what up?!
If it ain′t about money I keep goin
I tryna get that green, niggas tryna mow my lawn
But Fuck, them boys I got the shottie on my arm
If them boys run up I leave their bodies on the lawn
And Duck the fuck out a there, cuz baby its hot out there
If this was a movie it’s time to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya brains is all over the motherfuckin’ block!
I’m a motherfuckin’ rock!
Hard body eagle street 17 shots
Night vision double-clip, hot steady beam, glat! Pop!
Drop little man drop
This is not for little bitches you man or a fox
I’m layin in the drop, thinking of more money
Cash money, young money
Take money, your money.

[Chorus]

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Lil Wayne - One Way Trip

[Verse 1:]
Beat the beat up till the beat get punch drunk
Drown in my flow mutha fucka bring ya swimming trunks
Everybody say they just do it well I just don′t
Times do change mutha fucka but my gun don′t
Woke up this morning with my dick to the ceiling
Fell asleep with anutha chick from my building
Kick her ass out and have breakfast like a muuu fucka
I′m with anutha bitch by suppa
Yeahh, me and hate that′s an odd couple
Haha, you niggas fake you wouldn′t pop bubbles
You can act stupid, bitch I′m dumber
And T Barker is my mutha fuckin drumma lets go

[Chorus, Kevin Rudolf:]
I′m fallin down a landslide
On a one way trip to you
You want me to take you for a ride
Well let′s see what you can do
And it feels like uhh uh uh uh uhhh
And I know just what to do
Because I′m falling down a landslide
On a one way trip to you

[Verse 2:]
I been doin this shit
And you know what they say about the shoe if it fit
Have a ball till I fall though,
And if I die today i bet the world end tomorrow
Haha it′s fucked up how you ain′t never me
And I got blind money money you will never see
And only in the mirror is where you′ll find a better me
I make money and my fingers make the letter B
I′m very sick, very sicker than you
And when I play sick, I′m Jordan with tha flu
Hah then I become a mutha fucka
And my nigga Travis Barker is my drumma mutha fucka lets go

[Chorus, Kevin Rudolf:]
I′m fallin down a landslide
On a one way trip to you
You want me to take you for a ride
Well let′s see what you can do
And it feels like uhh uh uh uh uhhh
And I know just what to do
Because I′m falling down a landslide
On a one way trip to you

[Verse 3:]
Uhh, I get better with time, and time is forever
So just sit back and watch my time get better
So check ya watch, I′m strong as scotch
Poppa was a rolling stone I was born to rock
Tell it like it is I don′t know when it isn′t
To be or not to be, shit I don′t know my decision
I don′t know I made it for this long in this condition
Cuz my flow so sick I shoulda died in the first verse
Mr. doctor Carter with my hand up a nurse skirt
Suck me like soup and Imma eat you like Surf and Turf
Haha, just let me know when you are coming
And my mutha fuckin nigga T Barker keep drummin let′s go

[Chorus, Kevin Rudolf:]
I′m fallin down a landslide
On a one way trip to you
You want me to take you for a ride
Well let′s see what you can do
And it feels like uhh uh uh uh uhhh
And I know just what to do
Because I′m falling down a landslide
On a one way trip to you
On a one way trip to youuuu
On a one way trip to youuuu

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Lil Wayne - Up To Me

Look, where I go from here?
Just lost my father last year
But I still, remain to keep it real like dollar bills
I drop tears, can′t believe my daddy′s gone
Rather come home, why ya left us all alone?
But I′m comin man
Just wait at the gates, I′ma be runnin man
Arms open, eyes wide, full a love
You watched me come up from a scrub
Now ya see ya son ridin everyday on dubs
But I wish, I could share them times wit′ you
It got me pissed, this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won′t ya come back for Lil Wayne
And see ???, Mrs. Roe, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dawg, we really miss ya
And it ain′t all that cool livin off pictures
Ah man, visit while I′m sleep, write a note or call me
Can′t believe you left me to be a small man
But I know it wasn′t meant to be
That′s why I suck up all the game that you sent to me

[Hook 2x]
It′s up to you, Wayne, nigga, stay up and keep it real
It′s all on you, man, my nigga, I know how you feel
Just be strong, ′cause everythang gon′ be alright
I know it′s hard tryna make but it′s gon′ be alright

Alright I know it, see I got a child
I know I′m young, but when you left dawg, thangs got wild
I know you probably sayin ′damn, you raisin children now?′
But it′s all gravy I′m with Baby makin millions now
So I still smile
I′m takin care ya wife brah
Ain′t nothin changed, if I still come home late at night she fuss
But it′s still the ol′ same ol′, same ol′
Thangs go, up and down like rainbows, we maintain though
So you know who payin the bills now, ah hah
Still flossin, give my audience the chills, ah hah
I got all my game from you, man I ain′t gon′ lie
But I′m still thuggin nigga, playa you think I ain′t gon′ ride?
But Slim and B done slowed me done and brought the talent out me
Yeah Slim and B done showed me ′round, all a the Jags around me
And I ain′t goin′ no where, that nigga stuck wit′ me
And make you and my people happy, man it′s up to me

[Hook]

I know you know I′m thinkin′ ′bout ya, you be on my mind
I know ya see me everytime watchin the boys shine
And I know that ya see I put out my own CD
And picture this, your little boy even on TV
But I swear it′s off the heezy, Weezy
Say it′s cool, you can believe me, I like how they treat me
I′m doin′ what ya say, don′t let a nigga try me
And I don′t let a fine, pretty broad get by me
Don′t let nothin′ pull me off track from my hobby
Oh yeah, and I don′t leave my room sloppy
But the same thang make ya laugh, make ya cry
And everybody that ya love it′s like they have to die
I pray to the Lord everyday and ask him why
And ask him to bless your soul everytime I pass by
I know he doin′ it, and leavin all the love to me
And I′ma prove it, and show ya daddy it′s up to me

[Hook 3x]

I mean it′s up to me man
Just watch over me
And it′s gon′ be all gravy man
Leavin big, treatin me all good
Everythang else be all good
Rest in peace ya heard me

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Lil Wayne - Comfortable

(feat. Babyface)

[Chorus: Babyface]
I′m not sayin this to shake you up
I′m just sayin this to wake you up
It′s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don′t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don′t you ever get to comfortable!

[Verse 1:]
Yea To The Left To The Left
If You Wanna Leave Be My Guest
You Can Step
Feelin Irreplaceable
Listen To Beyonce
Well Ok I′ll Put You Out On Your Bday
Hey Now If Your Rockin With Weezy
Bedroom In The Bank Baby We Safe
I Got Game Like E.A.
But I Wanna Let You Play
And Don′t I Treat You Like Suflai
Don′t I Look At You Like I See A New Day
And Don′t I Do What I Do Say
I′m Through Talkin So I′m a Let You, Face

[Chorus: Babyface]
I not sayin this to shake you up
I sayin this to wake you up
It′s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don′t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don′t you ever get to comfortable!

[Verse 2:]
Yea Let Me Catch My Breath
Talk About Leavin And You Ain′t Gone Yet
And If You Leave
Leave Correct
And I′m a Send A Check
To Pick Up The Next
And If You Leave
Your Leavin The Best
So You Will Have To Settle For Less
And I Am No Elliot Ness
I Don′t Handcuff
I Don′t Arrest
I Do Confess
To The Virgincy
Cause Under Them Sheets
I Am A Mess
Yes, Baby Your Blessed
Not Chess Don′t Jump Ya Ness

[Chorus: Babyface]
I not sayin this to shake you up
I sayin this to wake you up I
It′s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don′t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don′t you ever get to comfortable!

[Verse 3:]
Yea, It′s No Sweat No Sweat
I Would Never 1, 2, 3, Forget
About You
Yo Love, Yo Sex
You Know I Work You Out Like Boflex
I Jokes No Stress
Love Live Life Proceed Progress
Make Sure The Neighbors Get No Rest
We Can Get Together Never Disconnect
Yea. Yo Back Yo Neck
Funny How That Song Havnt Got Old Yet
To Us
So Let′s Project
You Stay In
Never Incorrect
Face!

[Chorus: Babyface]
I not sayin this to shake you up
I sayin this to wake you up I
It′s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don′t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don′t you ever get to comfortable!

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Lil Wayne - Mo Fire

[Chorus]
Mo Fi-ya Weezy, Mo Fi- ya.. Mo Fi-ya, I give her, Mo Fi-ya

[Verse 1]
Why did he plot, my fifty cup, my city hot im dodgin the city cop
I play em′ like pitty pat (shh)i′m kickin back (yeah)I′m gettin stacks, these bitches is really
rats
I fuck em and give em back (yeah) i really mack (yeah) how real is that, you love him, you really
wack
I hustle and bend my back
My muscle is in tact
My biceps and triceps is AYYYE YESSS

[Chorus]
Mo Fi-ya Weezy, Mo Fi- ya.. Mo Fi-ya, I give her, Mo Fi-ya

[Verse 2]
I Come at You (shh), it′s somethin new, the color is smurf blue, im puffin that purple, believe it
if i talk it i walk like curse you
i get it like it is on the commercial
Verse 2,
this is Verse 2, it is worse too, i′ll mirk you, like i birth you
you niggas small bubbles, i′ll burst you, and spit you out and have your girlfriend slurp you
my jewelry earth blue, some say its earth green, i′m like whateva my shit mean and obscene
now i been seen on alotta different scene, that mean i got alotta different creme

[Chorus]
Mo Fi-ya Weezy, Mo Fi- ya.. Mo Fi-ya, I give her, Mo Fi-ya

[Verse 3]
I raise mo fire to the man up higher, i lick a shot to let him know that im a rider (yeah) my dreads
hang to let him know that im a lion, represent the
jungle when the others just tryin, i represent my mother like baby stop cryin, i know my papa gone
but guarantee to see her shinin (yeah), now you are
lookin at New Orleans finest, now you are being blinded, by European diamond, and you were seein 2
or 3 times and, got your vision all fucked up, now you
can′t even find me, and i ain′t even hidin naw, i′m right here baby, she wanna walk witcha, i′m like
yea baby, party man with the shotty to his head
rock-a-by his ass to sleep, rock it lay him down to bed
i put you in my pocket, right next to the condoms homie, you ain′t nuthin but a prop fish..

[Chorus]
Mo Fi-ya Weezy, Mo Fi- ya.. Mo Fi-ya, I give her, Mo Fi-ya
Mo Fi-ya, Mo Fi-ya Weezy.. Mo Fi- ya, I giver her, ....

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Lil Wayne - So Over You

(feat. Shanell)

[Lil Wayne:]
No regrets at all, I′m high and I hope you can catch the fall
Welcome to my lecture hall, you can′t shake my infection off
Take me to your leader and, I promise I will be the man
Swim until I see the sand, then die as soon as I reach the land
The water′s over our hands, what happened to our plans
Swim until I see the sand, then die as soon as I reach the land!

[Chorus:]
This is my resurrection, so fuck your resolution
I don′t need no protection, I don′t need your confusion
Don′t know what to believe
Don′t know what to believe
Don′t know what to believe
Don′t care what you believe
Cause I′m so over you, yeah I′m so over you
Yeah I fly over you, cause I′m so over you

[Shanell:]
Heeeey
I did everything by the book, book, book
Scribblin′ (?) that I took, took, took
Find that you′ll never (?)
Setting the setup to fall like the twins, you... struck
Show them a picture of my I.D.
Better enough to prove that it′s me
Look in the mirror,
Now who should I...

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne:]
Ha!
Don′t know what to believe (huh)
Don′t know what to believe (yeah)
Don′t know what to believe (huh)
Don′t care what you believe (yeah)
Don′t know what to believe (huuuh)
Don′t know what to believe (yeaaaaah)
Don′t know what to believe (huuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaah)
Yeaah!
Huh!

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Lil Wayne - Walk In

[Lil Wayne talking]
Yea yea yea its the Carter motherfucker I came back around
its the Carter motherfucker I came back around
its the Carter motherfucker
let me show you my building man, its the Carter
I′ma show y′all the ins the outs the ups the down, kno what I′m talkin bout
this is me fourth solo album baby, I came back around
by myself this time, back off the wall
guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome

[Verse 1]
This is the Carter y′all welcome, hard as Malcolm
Dawg is a vulcan Lord help him but y′all felt him
That make you a part of me and pardony
If a part of me is what you wanna be what you oughtta be
Dont worry Carter me I just actin accordingly
I give orders to the commander in chief, just the commander in me
Handlin streets in the mandarin V
I hear you haters slanderin me I just hand him the P
Any drama I pace it like Indiana, I take your grandma pacemaker and jus handle the piece
Not two fingers I simultaneously bout two bangers
You do not want anger USDA prime beef, ya dead meat
I′m so ahead of these trendy rappers speed up
I′m already hot when another one startin to heat up
Got Mannie hot wit me cuz I always beat his beat up
Yall cats wit y′all feet up startin to look like feet up, I′m G′d up
On the V′d up, in the truck I gotta put my seat up
In the trunk I got my bass and I ain′t speakin bout no speakers
Whats leakin up out of yo speaker is the speech of Weezy F. Baby
No more no less Baby, so forth and so on
Front door livin room young nigga switchin we
What you need, get you crack get you weed
Make yo way to the back look ahead and see
White bitch in the bathroom givin head for speed
But don′t you turn your head at me, the president been doin it
Daddy tried to ruin it
But I built this building from the ruts
I own all the corners and the cuts in this motherfucker
And the feds know just whats up in this motherfucker
Made niggaz so they cant bust in this motherfucker
So with that lets keep it movin, on to the kitchen where my witches keep it brewin
Uh huh look at how my bitches do it
Bucky buck naked look at all my bitches booties
They handle all my pharmaceutics
I got it from promethazane to metamucil
I′m crucial don′t mean to spook you
But this is New Orleans so my queens do voodoo, ya know
So the things just move through
I feel ya pain I got things to soothe you
That fills the cane so wayne the nuetral
Dont hate the game hate the institution
That fills the cane so wayne the nuetral
Dot hate the game hate the institution, fucka

[Lil Wayne talking]
I came back around, it′s the Carter
show you the rest of the house later, we gon go upstairs, ya kno
Ya kno what this is right

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Lil Wayne - Bloodline

[Verse 1]
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go round
The world is made of keys, ounces and pounds
The keys, ounces and pounds is made from hustlas
See how shit come back round for ya
Gotta cop it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you can′t knock the hustle
But I- it′s like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen
And my Jake but I put more ′d′ on me
Lil Weezy Wee gon eat that′s how it is
Got insurance on the floor man I′m that positive
And I′m shaggy in the saggy lens
Me an my squad in the paddy wagon tally Benz
And you know I put the mags on that
.45 mack with the flash on that
Who want it
Everybody sing along

[Hook x2]
Now I′ma ride cuz I got riding in my bloodline
And I′ma shine cuz I got shining in my bloodline
I get that dough cuz I got hustle in my bloodline
I play concrete

[Verse 2]
And when I move, I move out with the raw
I move out with the squad
To his album we ride we so mob
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people′s player
I did what the culture said
And I live by the coast of Nostre Cid
Fuck around I′ll knock your shoulder from your head
Get it right I′m a soldier till I′m dead
This kid is white with buttonholes inside that bled
I′m pumping o′s with lots of hay
I′m so high and really I don′t even know why
And oh I just go buy a whole house
And lay my mat down lay her back down
But I never put my mack down
You see the thug in me
You know Weezy he the young son of Bubba-B
Buy my basketball shorts with a thunder B
If you want it then come to me
I′m right here

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
I′m G′d up
Only follow the code of the streets
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustling by the days with no food
But just so I can eat
And ain′t it a bitch
And if you see me getting fat I′m probably getting rich
And you probably can see me for some crack before six
And after that it′s all bricks
A fake and my palm is wrapped around this eight
And my arm because the dirty south is straight Vietnam
I skate with the bomb
I′m asking you don′t play with me at all
Shots hit your ass and make three of y′all
It′ll take three of y′all to fill one of my shoeprints
Cuz I did and do shit that′s better than new shit
Fit for two clips
The kid is a nuisance
Awww man, he′s inspired by his own gangsta music
And the Blueprint
Cruising through stoop with the ewe lit
like ooh shit this is more than weed, it′s 500 Degreez

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Lil Wayne - Prostitute 2

[iTunes Bonus Track]

(Mystro)
Young mula baby
(Young money)
(Yeahh, you)
Young mula baby
(Young money)
(Alright, alright)

[Lil Wayne:]
I wouldn′t care if you were a prostitute
And that you hit every man that you ever knew
See it wouldn′t make a diffrence cause that was way before me and you, girl
See you don′t ever have to worry about me as long as you keep it real
Whatevers on your mind, speak on how you feel
Stay truthful to me and never lie to me
And don′t ever keep no secrets
Don′t matter whateva
Girl you know what I mean yeah
Well if you don′t then I′ll explain
You can be my Mrs.Wayne
We can do the damn thang
You see I had to tell my nigga [? ] I met a girl like you
Cause′ I ain′t never met another girl like you
But I know what to do with a girl like you
Three letters (I do)

I wouldn′t care if you were a prostitute
And that you hit every man that you ever knew
It wouldn′t make a diffrence if that was way before me and you, girl

[Trina:]
See you don′t ever have to worry about me
I promise to keep it real
Whatevers on my mind I′m a speak on how I feel
Stay truthful to you, and never lie to you
And I won′t ever keep no secrets
Don′t matter whateva
Boy you see that I have changed yeah,
Well if you don′t then I′ll explain
I′m the real Mrs.Wayne
All them other chicks is lame
And I
(hahaha)
You see I had to tell my rockstar crew I met man like you
Cause′ I ain′t neva met another man like you
But I know what to do with a youngin′ like you
Three letters (I do)

[Lil Wayne:]
(yeah)
I wouldn′t care if you were a prostitute
And that you hit every man that you ever knew
See it wouldn′t make a diffrence if that was way before me and you, girl
(I told you that was before us)
See you don′t ever have to worry about me as long as you keep it real
Whatevers on your mind, speak on how you feel
(tell me)
Stay truthful to me and never lie to me
And don′t ever keep no secrets
Don′t matter whateva

[Trina:]
Boy you see that I have changed yeah,
Well if you don′ then I′ll explain
See I′ll give up this name
Cause I′m ready to walk the aisle and have the preacher change my name yeah,
Now what′s happenin′ Weezy?
What′s happenin′ Weezy?
You know you need to roll with the badest chick Weezy
And everytime I see ya I get so weak Weezy
Like (uh uh) "that′s my Weezy" yeah
I wouldn′t care if you was a dirty dawg
And that you hit every chick that you ever called
See it wouldn′t make a diffrence cause that′s just way beneath me and you boy yeah,
See you don′t ever have to worry about me
I promise to keep it real
Whatevers on my mind I′m a speak on how I feel
Stay truthful to you
And I won′t neva keep no secrets
Don′t matter whateva

[Lil Wayne:]
I wouldn′t care if you was a prostitute
And that you hit every man that you ever knew
See it wouldn′t make a diffrence cause that was way before me and you, babe
See you don′t ever have to worry about me as long as you keep it real
Whatevers on your mind, speak on how you feel
Stay truthful to me and never lie to me
And don′t ever keep no secrets
Don′t matter whateva

See they could say what they want girl,
But it will never change my views
Cause they will never know you, the way I know you
You see I′m tryna spend the rest of my whole life with you girl,
And if you gotta be along
So be it babe
And if your friends can′t understand you, you don′t need em′ babe

[Trina:]
I wouldn′t care if you was a dirty dawg
And that you hit every chick that you ever called
See it wouldn′t make a diffrence cause that′s just way beneath me and you boy yeah,
See you don′t ever have to worry about me
I promise to keep it real
Whatevers on my mind I′m a speak on how I feel
Stay truthful to you, and neva lie to you
And don′t ever keep no secrets
Don′t matter whateva

See they could say what they want boy,
But it will never change my views
Cause they will never know you, the way I know you
You see I′m tryna spend the rest of my whole life with you boy,
And if you gotta be along
So be it babe
And all my friends, they understand
They down with it babe

(Girl you know what I mean yeah)
(Alright)
(Young mula baby)

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Lil Wayne - Mr. Carter

(feat. Jay-Z)

[Talkin: Lil Wayne]
Yo This right here is crazy
I feel big ya′no not big in the sense of wieght
Ya′no wat I mean like gaining weight nuthin like that
Like COLOSSAL you kno wat I mean like *sigh*
I heard you was lookin for me...

[Chorus:]
Hey Mr. Carter (hello)
Tell me where have you been (ha ha you kno)
They been asking
They been searchin
They been wondering why (I kno)
Hey Mr. Carter (hello)
Tell me where have you been (shit you kno)
They been asking
They been searchin
They been wondering why

[Verse 1: Weezy]
Yeah
To you foreva from me to you
I heard somebody say church, I′m a need a suit
I′m a need a coupe I won′t need a roof
Flyer than Beetle Juice Beetle Jucie Beetle Juice
I got the floor I′m tryna see the roof
Didn′t wear a bulletproof so I got shot and you can see the proof
Blind eyes can look at me and see the truth
Wonder if Stevie do
But I′m a leave it to God not b but even u
Cause I′m a murder Y kill O and even U
Man I got summer hating on me cause I′m hotter than the sun
Got Spring hating on me cause I ain′t neva sprung
Win-ter hating on me cause I′m colder than ya′ll
And I will neva I will neva I will neva FALL
I′m being hated by the season
So fuck ya′ll who hating for no reason

[Chorus:]
Hey Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me where have you been (Around the world now I′m back again)
They been asking
They been searchin (Who been asking bout me)
They been wondering why (In case your wondering)
Hey Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me where have you been (Around the world now I′m back again)
They been asking
They been searchin (Who been asking bout me?)
They been wondering why (In case your wondering)

[Verse 2: Weezy]
Yeah
I been in and out the bank bitch
While ya′ll asshole niggas been on the same shit
I flush em and watch em go down the drain quick
Two words you neva hear, "WAYNE QUIT? "
Cause Wayne win and they lose
I call them April babies cause they fools
And when they snooze we UP
Feet up like a paraplegia
Or paraplegic or parallel park
In that red and yellow thang old skool Atlanta Hawk
Like I′m from Colli Park but I′m from Hollygrove
Now all my bloods scream Su-Woop and Da Da Doe
I know my role and I play it well
And I weigh it well on my libria scale
I suck a pussy fuck a pussy leave it there
Long hair don′t even care

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z:]
(YOUNG)
Hey Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me where have you been (Around the world now I′m back again)
They been asking
They been searchin (Who been asking bout me?)
They been wondering why (In case your wondering)
Hey Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me where have you been (Around the world now I′m back again)
They been asking
They been searchin (Who been asking bout me?)
They been wondering why (In case your wondering)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Ch-yeah!
I′m right here in my chair with my crown and my dear
Queen B, as I share mic time, with my heir
Young Carter go farther, go futher, go harder
Is that not why we came?, if not than why bother?
Show no mercy in Murcielaga′s
Far from being the bastard that Marcey had fathered
Now my name′s being mentioned with the martyrs
The Biggie′s and the Pacs the Marleys and the Marcus′
Govi got me a Molotov Cocktail
Flow even if you box well can′t stop the blows
Ka-boom the Roc Boy in the room
The dope boy just came off the spoon
Also I′m so fly I′m on auto-pilot
While guys just stare at my wardobe
I see Euro′s, that′s right plural
I took so much change from this rap game
It′s your go

HEY MR. Carter

[Verse 4:]
It′s my go
And I′m a go so opposite of soft
Off the richter Hector Camacho Man Randy Savage
Far from average above status quo
Flow so pro I know I rise slow and win I pass
They say "wat up killer man? " stop bringing up my past
And next time you mention Pac, Biggie and Jay-Z
Don′t forget WEEZY BABY!

[Chorus:]
Hey Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me where have you been (yea)
They been asking
They been searchin
They been wondering why (ha ha)
Hey Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me where have you been (Hova)
They been asking
They been searchin (Weezy)
They been wondering why (Baby)

[Concert Crowd]

Hey Mr. Carter
Tell me where have you been (I been hustling)
They been asking
They been searchin (Hustling hard)
They been wondering why (Ch-Yeah)

[Bridge: over chorus]
And I swear to everythang when I leave this earth
It′s gon be on both feet neva knees in the dirt
You can try me fucka but win I squeeze it hurt
Fine we lose two lives yours and mine
Gimme any amount of time don′t let Mrs. Carter grieve
At the funeral parlor dripping tears down my sleeve
Gimme any amount of time don′t let Mrs. Carter grieve...

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Lil Wayne - On My Own

[Lil Wayne]
Eagle, eagle carter man
In a 96 regal contravan
On my way to the east to the laundromat
Gotta wash that money and get on my ass
Gotta flip them bricks it be gone so fast
I got to do something I done blown my last
Holla holla at ya boy I be on the ave
In dat g pricko is what I am known to have
Shit tend to be slow I put on a mask
And make it halloween and take all your bags
I say hallie hallie hallie why don′t you go on and stab
And Make these motherfuckers understand
Look coach you pitchin′ at me under hand
But I am a designated hitter I adjust so fast
Ya men designing women I am a one woman′s man
I′m the cash money prince blow the trumpet man
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I am a major step back when my album drop
I got dat wet crack flow out ya mami′s pot
I got dat I got dat jet black four at ya mami′s spot
I am trying to get dat dough I demand it now
You panic now, you betta pan it down
For the neighbors be over here tearing it down
This is Weezy F. baby I am crowned the prince

[hook - repeat 2X]
This is my town, my home
This is my crown, my throne,
This is me on my own, let′s get it on

[Lil Wayne]
And the hand gun is so included
Don′t get it confused I want no confusion
And keep ya hoe I don′t want your contagious
I make my hoes stop and let the dough keep moving
A bitch over some money is a hungry nuisance
Its money over bitches that I′m keep on provin′
Its weezy f. I got ya momma cruisin′
Outta all the hot boyz she say I am the coolest
I brought my bag of oranges, its time to juice it
This game is a bitch and I′m try to seduce
I floss awful lot and haters tryin′ to reduce it
Put the laser on the 45 iron, stupid
One shot to remind who is the fly lil nigga dat′s behind da trigger
I am all chronic combined with liquor
You will never see me like momma tigger
An eighty′s baby a fightin′ nigga, I got it on my mind like a psychic nigga
I am something you call pepper like a viking snake
See me over the viking stove I am lighting bricks
Or in the middle of the shoot out, I′m tighting clips
Pop another one shoot back while lighting spliffs (I do this)
You catching my drift representing with my section on my belly and shit
I am the prince

[hook - repeat 2X]
This is my town, my home
This is my crown, my throne
This is me on my own, let′s get it on

[Lil Wayne]
So roll the carpet out, cause you fuckin′ with a nigga from the royal south
See you are either in or you are out
And if you out stay in ′cause them warriors are out
Because those vultures, cops, and those lawyers are out
So I just open up the gate and let my holliers out
No nigga I neva call your house I am probably some where taking Toya out
Not answer my phone and ignoring your spouse
She leavin′ messages about me enjoying her mouth
Hey, I am ready to knock a boy in the mouth
Give me the name, naw better yet point him out
Me and the streets got a joint account
I am from the streets that you need to be warned about
New Orleans, wodie put the gat in your mouth
And if we feed you with a lot of iron it will flatten you out
A few roaches but never had no rats in this house
Never telling one another leave dat in the house
Always been a small hustler moving my packing out
If I ever run into some trouble send my savages out
These niggaz talking sweet I will get dem cavities out
I got graveyard flowers man I am passing them out
Hey bitch nigga get ya ass on the ground and bow down to ya majesty now
I am the prince

[hook - repeat 2X]
This is my town, my home
This is my crown, my throne

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 21:46:25

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Lil Wayne - Oh Boy

[Lil Wayne]
+Oh Baby+, Oh weezy
Yes ′sa (Weezy, Baby)
You know I′m Weezy Wee the - Boy
Apple and Eagle - Boy
Packin′ them heaters - Boy
That′s blocka - Oh Boy
And I′m back in the streets - Boy
My crack is fa′ cheap - Boy
I got that - Boy Boy Boy Boy
I′m movin′ in wit′ my - Boy
We doing it - Oh Boy
I′m S.Quing it wit′ my - Boy
SQAD UP - Oh Boy
You try us no (Boy) I′m the - Boy Boy
I come through in that toy on them alloys boy
Mami like boy, I move so quik
I′m the good dick boy, so slick..
.. boys so click wit′ my - Boy
I′ma stick wit′ my - Boy
That my - Boy Boy Boy Boy
Hey Maunderin′ this young Wayne
Mami you know the game
You know ta give me brainz, til you make your boy range
Go try another - Boy
You gatta suck ya boy get a Mack
not a man baby, +Ya Understand+ baby
See me the - Boy
Me and that fifi - Boy
Call us them fly - Boy
We high - Oh Boy
I, ride fa′ my - Boy
An-twan you my - Boy
Hey we - Boy Boy Boy Boy
I′m that pistol pack - Boy
I′m back - Oh Boy
And this shit is a rap - Boy
I told ya - Oh Boy
Y′all all know the (Boy) Grove-a - Boy Boy
Ya, not from the Magnolia, but the bar Soljah
Y′al sippin′ that Belvi - Boy
Step it up - Boy
Ya know whats in my cup (Boy) +Purple Stuff+ - Oh Boy
And ya wanna swallow ya - Boy
But tomorrow you can (Boy) halla at ′cha - Boy Boy Boy Boy
Yes, its the Cash Money - Boy
The Young Money - Boy
Fuck it I done it (Boy) 500 - Oh Boy
Aiy gimme ya bitch - Boy
I show you how ta (Boy) make her
Twerk-n-Work-n-breakin′ them chips boy, you fuckin′ wit′ a sick boy
I feel it bubblin′, I think I′m about ta shit boy
I need a hit of that light green sticky shit - Boy
Got me feelin′ like - Boy Boy Boy Boy
Stupid bitch I′m the - Boy
The fire dont stop -Boy
I′m the only Hot - Boy
But I′m glad - Oh Boy
But I′m mad at ′cha (Boy) that - Boy Boy
Dont make a nigga bust a Mac at ′cha when I see ya
Ya need ta listen - Boy
I′m in the kitchen - Boy
Cookin′ and Zippin′ - Boy
2 for 1 - Oh Boy
Hey Juve fuck wit′ ya - Boy
I won′t fuck wit′ ya (Boy) Fuck Ya - Boy Boy Boy Boy
Got a baby girl, not a - Boy
She a trip - Oh Boy
I love her thats all my - Boy
Sweet Nae′ - Oh Boy
But ya mama played ya - Boy
Fuck my - Boy Boy Boy
She knows how it go, I′ont love them hoes (BIATCH)
I′m keepin′ it gutta′ - Boy
Gangstaz in my blood, Ima thug it til my hole is dug - Oh Boy
Boy I′m bustin′ it for my - Boy
Who want it wit′ the team (Boy) scream - Boy Boy Boy Boy
Who sayin′ Weezy Wee, not a muh′fuckin′ livin′
Lemme fuckin′ live (Boy) I′m just muh′fuckin′ pimpin′
The dub still dippin′ (Boy) an I′m still smokin′
An as long as they still sniffin′, I′m gifted
Aiy Aiy I′m not a lil′ - Boy
Look at my fuckin′ wheels, Check the size of my shoes
I′m ridin′ on my heels boy
This shit is real - Boy
Fee (Boy) ya gatta feel ya - Boy Boy Boy Boy
Where my New Orleans East - Boy
Not the cops - Oh Boy
I mean a nice car - Boy
Thats them drops - Oh Boy
Them rat-a-tang-a-ring (Boy) bang - Boy Boy
Yea, I put it in a bullet go right inside of your hoody
Ya lookin′ at the boy, ya hatin′ on the boy, ya waitin′ on the boy
July 2nd cocksucka, the Eagle block all the money man, SQAD Up-a
I′m the - Boy Boy Boy Boy

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