money money money get a dollar & a dick
weezy baby that crack mothaf**ka get a fix
got money out the ass no homo but im rich
bout to...(gangsta grillz you bastards)
...
money money money get a dollar & a dick
weezy baby that crack mothaf**ka get a fix
got money out the ass no homo but im rich
bout to...(gangsta grillz you bastards)
...
Verse 1:
money money money get a dollar & a dick
weezy baby that crack mothaf**ka get a fix
got money out the ass no homo but im rich
bout to go get surgery & put some diamonds in my wrist
yes, yup...im a mothaf**kin trip
im a trip to japan & buy some brand new shit
9 hundred to a grand get ya 28 grams
if u talkin bout bricks im the interstate man
& the women say damn, the niggaz dont say a damn thang
boy i bet that shotty make ya bounce like a bed spring
walk in a thin line, gotta defend mine
& wit no pen im sort of like a bomb boom
young toon yea thatz wut my people call me
50 thousand 4 da cross tryin 2 keep the reeper off me
i drink alot of syrup bicthes say im sleep walkin
big money 4 the grill so im neva cheap talkin
keep talkin & the flame'll leap off the
hip & keep sparkin pap pap sleep softly
nap nap napsack 340
like f**k anotha nigga nigga just dont be the target
young New Orleans nigga nigga just dont be retarted
we done lost everything & u lookin like a bargin
purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sargeant
im da best rapper in the game no arguin
& i dont even write pause, im pausin
so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch logg in&n
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[Baby - talking]
Ay shawty, you know what I'm sayin'
Some niggaz palms be sweatin'
Some niggaz palms be itchy
It don't matter, a nigga just gotta get it
You know what I'm sayin', nigga
We built this shit from the ground up
Nigga, The Carter, nigga
You what I'm sayin'
We been around the world gettin' money nigga
We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
Every project, nigga
We worldwide hustlas, nigga (Belie' that bitch)
You what I'm sayin'
Lets get them niggaz, lets ride shawty
[Baby]
Indictments, got us conspiracy for murders
Five young niggaz uptown servants
Word, they bird curvin' for servin'
Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they jaws
curvin'
Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
Jail also made men in these hard times
And don't cry I'ma get mines so pray for me
I'm on the block on the grind, mama pray for me
So nigga respect my G, respect my grind
Nigga respect how I eat, respect my mind
Nigga respect this heat
When these niggaz out of line, nigga we dress up and creep
Whoa, shawty I'ma blow they whole block
F**kin' with a soldier, mastermind is on plot
Third ward survivor, uptown madness
Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habbit, bitch
[Hook]
We don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll f**k a nigga's shit up if nigga is f**kin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherf**kin' money baby
C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We'll f**k a nigga's shit up if nigga is f**kin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out
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i wear a mean dark pair a shades(badaaaat!)and ya can't see my eyes(Young Money)
unless my head is ben you dig?
[chorus-Lil' Wayne]
we stay high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!)
we stay high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis!!!(yea nigga)
[Verse-1-Lil' Wayne]
blik,blak, back out thee garage in a hog
and you know i redo da inside like da morgue
da Coupe blue,like da due on marge
ridin' wit a bitch prettier thanan a dabarge
mami wanna soldier ,baby im'a Sarge
you cant have me but we can have a menage(thats 3)
now rub me wrong and f**k up my massage (ha)
then it's flowers for da dead bedda give em' a corsage(get em')
(yea)head nigga in large(thats me)
and everything i do i San Diego Charge
while you niggaz just starve
im eatin' so much imma f**k around and barf
and red is tha color of my scarf
and undastand to a giant your dwarf
my flow tho'ed off
so sick all i gotta do is cough
[chorus-Lil' Wayne]
we stay high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!)
we stay high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis!!!(yea nigga)
[Verse-2-Diego Charge]
bitch i come from da bottom of da map,
New Orleans,Louisiana we love to pack gats
we love to count stacks,we love to pump backs
i love killin' da tracks,me, Wayne,Rony,and Jack
dats just some highy grove shit,(yea,highy grove shit)
and imma bang it in just until,yo
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[Intro: Mannie Fresh]
Look right here, this how we gon do this
Hook up the turn tables, whoof get on the keyboard
And we gon run this for you, ya heard?
Yeah, check it out
[Lil Wayne]
Let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins
Hit the mall where my girlfriends dish out ends
Cause you know it ain't trickin if you got it
Copped baby girl what she desired
It's chump change ma, Marijuana skyler
Know'n what I got up in my styraphone cup - that purple stuff
It was given to me at birth, stunna
So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the furry cups
[Baby]
Hey, hold on mami them whips on dubs
Cadillac Truck, 28's, no rubs
Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eyed lens
Coach you in New York, y'all know who wins
It's the Birdman daddy, with the Gucci Prada
Slam back Coke Truck, no rims - can't holla
It's that Louie fitted on Ostrich streets
It's the tell 'em man daddy, mami do you love me?
[Chorus: TQ]
Me, I'm a stunna
I ain't gon change it
Don't.. you.. know.. it's a way of life?
Do you want it?
Cause I'm about to break it
Oh baby, can't stop the stun, no, no
[Baby]
Pop one, pop two with the blue Nike shoes
Raw blue jag on 'em 22's
White's agree, 500 Degreez
In that Cadillac Truck on 'em 23's
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
All these, naked women that pop Champaign
And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James
If you know my name then you know my game
[Lil Wayne]
It's Lil Whodi from the Hot Block where seris flow
Gotta get dough, cha'll won't feel me blow
But, y'all do
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Euro:
I couldn't have done better
I couldn't have done this shit any other way
I made it now, only tryin' convince me to make it another day
Glad I could see another day
I do this shit for my squad
My home, team, my family, fuck what another say
I'm here now, it's all clear now
Somebody grow up, I'm meeting God
Y'all can't see my competition 'til I throw up
I'm tall up, but I keep shit 100
That's from the toes up
Last night it felt like I ran throuh four clubs
Stood on the couch, and every single one them screaming "hoes does" and prozac
It's different when we show up kicking doughs up
I'm a young stunner, young wayne, I'm young money
I've growned up, like I'm new here
But I'm nuclear, that's a bomb threat motherfucker
Watch til I blow up
I'm good, I'm remind that I'm good
From time to time, I'm fine
I'll be spending time with the greatest of all times all the time
And ever since I'm living life every night like it's 99
I'm way ahead of my time, I think I was only 8 at that time
I wrapped them 5 letters forever
Would someone just tell the bartender to mix my drink
While I mix my thoughts of business and pleasure
I'm clever, long money, all around me
I just hope that I live long enough
Long enough to measure
We should take pictures sipping Crystal, and Gucci sweaters
And I'm still getting better, nigga, what's better?
They say I'd never do it, now I'm looking like nigga, what's never?
And now the run from it, it's when they see us
It's when the money's precious
Plots on the wall of every building that I walk into
Phone taps, cut the curious, careful who you talking to
Living the star life you never
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[Intro]
(Lil' Wayne)It's a major move right here baby
you gotta get wit it or get lost, you understand?
(Lloyd)Yea, its young Lloyd
reporting live from Atlanta, Georgia
Decatar where its great and ah i want all my sexy ladies
to report to da dance floor immediately
we gonna goldin gliding this one y'all
(yea)this be grease
[Verse 1]
Right off da back, money boy got dollars
so women come frequent like flight mileage
it aint no secret (uh) i might holler
but i aint gonna sweat ya baby,
ima let ya catch up wit yo game
run faster, dont let him lose ya
'cause i aint gonna bless ya
unless ya feel a little desparate
send a nigga a text message gurl
[Verse 2]
Stop wait a minute
the way u move that girl
u done got my heart all in it
and i just wanna be with u tonite
Gurl please imma playa that is true,
but i'll change the game for u
i wanna see wat it do
[Chorus]
Can i be for real
this is how i feel
im in need of love
so lets dip up out of here
ooo your just my type
everything's alright
and i just wanna chill
so lets dip up out of here
lets dip up out of here
(huh huh uh uuuuhhhhh uuuuhhh)
she's fine too but i want u(2x)
[Verse 3]
I'll admitt it
this just aint no game these just aint words that im spittin
if u could see the thoughts that's in my head
(thats in my head)im trippin
im a playa that is true but i'll change the game for u
i wanna see wat it dooo
[Chorus]
Can i be for real
this is how i feel
im in need of love
so let's dip up out of here
ooo your just my type
everything's so right so right
and i just wanna chill
so lets dip up out of here
lets dip up out of here
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!
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
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Drought 3
Look
I bought it out like stunna
I hope when we kiss we make u sick to yo stomach
Stunning like my daddy
And yo momma eat rubbers
I bet i can do da mouf 2 mouf with yo woman
My house is a dungeon
Yellow diamond ring lookin like a little funyon
Stand on my toes you can call me Paul Bunin
Touchin up my flows like a nigga do construction
Da microfone wet cuz my words like seduction
N when we on the jet you dnt come up on da discussion
And if you say you ballin we prolly dont trust ya
I know freakin hoes dat prolly dnt f**k ya
Even if you pay em boy they prolly wont f**k ya
Only if i say dat she can touch ya like busta
Then she might touch ya
And burn ya like usher
Me n my click we red like blush
I shit these rappers out and sometimes i forget 2 flush ya
Grand daddy purp or bubble kush crush ya
Explode in a bitch mouf like a gusher
Cash money young money
Check da production
I am just a martian
Get prepared for abduction
Haha
Haha
Uuum...
I walk it out like crutches
2 girls jump me like double dutchers
My nigga t-streets know a girl named dutches
And everytime we see her in da streets she b cussin
I told em he should wave da black flag cuz she buckin
He said the pussy good
He said ya digg
So i dugg em
Im lookin for a real bad bitch wit a husband
I give em a whole lotta dick
And a whole lot of nuttin
Im spittin like i stumbled on a gold pot of sumthin
And when i was 6 i saw my rolemodel hustlin
So i gotta hustle
These rappers talkin bout a whole lot of nuttin
You drop me on saturday i sold out on sunday
F**k is da argue bout
Nigga da carter out
This is what i call da drought....3
N we dont walk it out
We drop top porch it out
They better walk em
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And in here is where the heroine boil
And I also got a large pot of cigarette oil, that
Embalmming fluid illiterate are you
That's ok man I got the medicine for you
I got, I got, I got the amphetamine for you
Got that vitamin D or UG for your shorty
One window to let the dawn in
'cause we hustle in this bitch midnight to morning
We dump in and pump out
I showed you this window for you to jump out
You on the backyard lawn where a nigga got the ganja growin
No cats or dogs, rats or snakes, Sam's or Jakes
Round here its all gravy, ham and steak
Mama cookin that up here have a plate
That's mama Carter she's a basket case
But I make sure her sandwich's and napkins straight
You pic wit this picnic and I'm at your face
I say I'm at your throat, this was the carter slam the door, go
[Lil Wayne talking]
Yea yea yea its the Carter motherf**ker I came back around
its the Carter motherf**ker I came back around
its the Carter motherf**ker
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 'cause 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,
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