[Verse 1] I love myself I love what I am I love who I is I love Weezy Lil girl your man your damn kids love Weezy You gotta love the nigga just because other nigga And I don't love other niggaz But I love other niggaz bitches I love 20-inches on everything I sit in I love my nappy hair I love the shit I wear You gotta love the squad-ad girl If she ain't giving love to the whole squad-ad Get outta here You people love the shit I pop in your ear You gon love the shit I do to hip-hop this year You gonna love when I bring it back to the block this year I represent the Biggie and 'Pac era; you gotta love me That I know ma love me just 'cause I got a lot of money But I love that girl too, but I love that girl too I let y'all know me and I would love to know you Now come on [Hook x2] Everything that I love in this world Has gotta be the greatest thing in this world if I love it 'cause, I love this, I love that, I love y'all because Everything in this world is just love [Verse 2] I know you probably love the bar, right You love to live that big dog life You love to live just like a young'n Weezy by here And I love to see you do so I love my Coupe blow on them deuce-o's I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl He probably love you all your life I love you all night, girl I love an all white pearls Six with the two pipes barrel kit I love to get it cracking in your girl lips I love to sip from bill I love to go hard purp-pill You love that I'm a star and got that work still Don't get it f**ked because I love to work still And you won't love how the hurt feel How getting mirked feel And I love how getting hurt feel I know you love I got some of it on your shirt ee-yew I need to treat you As a matter fact I love to cheat you Don't call me cool Hey, you love me and I love to love you [Hook x2] [Verse 3] I love fast cars I love fast broads I love fast money I love Cash Money I love a slow cigar I love a slow
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{Birdman}
You already know what it do nigga
You know the size of it too huh?
Cash money
Young money
I dont know what they be thinkin shorty
But f**k 'em, you know they be talking about my homies
Yeah, If we dont know nothin, we know we gotta grind for the shine daddy
Believe that
One million, two million, three million, four million
You smell it?
If you cant bitch, go get your nose straightened out nigga
{Lil Wayne}
You looking at a soldier
Bitch I'm the sure thing
Born and raised in the middle of a poor ring
I turned a bad thing into a good thing
Listenin to malcom feelin like i've been hoodwinked
I could think about tomorrow and its promises
But I'ma just load my gat on some survival shit
And when i hear they got a drought on it
I take a month out of rap and I hustle til I'm out of it
Yeah, you can smell the work in the car seats
Smell you in the trunk if you at all speak
Shit, I got diamonds on my neck bitch and all my teeth
52 carrots, bugs bunny, all drug money
I got an x-connect on the west coast
I buy 'em for five and sell 'em for twenty mo' Fo' sho
I'm nice with the flo
But a chosen few know
That I'm a hustla on the low
{Refrain}
Look into the eyes of a hustla baby
Yeah, money I'ma get it
and the second I get it
Its money ova bitches
Yeah, you know its money ova bitches
Know go get my money
Look into the eyes of a hustla baby
Yeah, money I'ma get it
and the second I get it
Its money ova bitches
Yeah, you know its money ova bitches
Know go get my money
{Lil Wayne}
Take it out the wrapper
Sit it on the stove
Break a gram off and put it in my bitch's nose
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[Hook: Future and Drake]
I'm on that good kush and alcohol
I got some down bitches I can call
I don't know what I would do without y'all
I'm gon' ball til the day I fall
Yeah, long as my bitches love me (yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me
I can give a fuck 'bout no niggas
Long as these bitches love me
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, pussy ass nigga stop hating
Lil Tunechi got that fire
And these ho's love me like Satan, maaaan!
Fuck with me and get bodied
And all she eat is dick
She's on a strict diet, that's my baby
With no makeup she a ten
And she the best with that head
Even better then Karrine
She don't want money
She want the time that we could spend
She said "Cause I really need somebody
So tell me you're that somebody"
Girl, I fuck who I want and fuck who I don't
Got that A1 credit, that's that filet mignon
She said "I never want to make you mad
I just want to make you proud"
I said "Baby just make me cum
Then don't make no sound"
[Hook: Future and Drake]
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Real nigga fuck these haters
These hoes got pussies like craters
Can't treat these hoes like ladies, maaaan!
Pussy, money, weed, codeine
She said my dick feel like morphine
I hope my name taste like sardines to these niggas
She wake up, eat this dick, call that breakfast in bed
69, 96, I feel her heartbeat
I chest to chest with this bitch
Now turn around, face down, I'm arrestin' this bitch
All my bitches love me and I love all my bitches
But its like as soon as I cum, I come to my senses
And I would say these hoes name
But then I would be snitching
And these haters try to kno
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I been through it all
The fails the falls
Im like Niagra
But i got right back up like viagra
I am agriculture
Swagga so mean it might insult ya
(ha)Im like an ultravulture
I f**k around and catapult ya
Torture, Thought ya parents taught ya
You guys is ?????? im gone buenos noches
Flow scorch ya and ion even write
No author so harder so smarter
All about a dollar like 4 quarters
Oh father will tonight be my last
and if so make sure my kids see my cash
and i know im silent like an elbow cast
and my future will be better than my past
Weezy
You can love me or hate me
I swear it wont make me or break me
Im goin whereva da money take me
Until the funeral and wake me
And dont wake me cause Im sleepin Im dreamin
I know that there is a better way cause I've seen it Lord
But this faster money is so convenient
and i need it say i need it
C.A.R.T.E.R
I spit movies like a VCR
I spit rounds like the tiki bar
And if I got beef I'm the meat cleaver
And I are
The illest nigga Martin Luther King died for
And I ride for
Hollygrove one seven Eagle street
And Im higher than an eagle's feet but I believe in me
Apple is the car street
I am just the offspring
Born in the ghetto that's why I can't let go
One call will have my dawgs on ya like an echo
Baby I am the real deal no pickle
Spit
I go off like a mutha f**kin rifle
And I'm from the underground baby like a pipe mole
I will stand tall like a light poles until the light blows
You can love me or hate me
Baby I swear it wont make me or break me
And I be goin whereva da money take me
Until the funeral and wake me
And dont wake me cause Im sleepin and Im dreamin
See I'm just hustlin livin what I believe in
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I feel like I can’t follow in nobody footstep
You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop
At your head my nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills my nigga
Go ahead young nigga, young nigga, young nigga
[Rick Ross:]
I think I’m ‘bout to lose it man
Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin’ change
Don’t fuck with y’all ‘cause you niggas lame
Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane
On the choppa rant
On the choppa rant
[French Montana:]
Still-a in that trap getting guap
Out the sewer, now my crib the size of Cuba
I be rap-rapping that block
We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, sold the choppa
Coulda been San Quentin on lock
But I two’d up that ghost
I stack two flows that loaf
I be floor seats by that coach
I be fight seats by that rope
Lately so sick I could vomit
Gin with no tonic
Cheat on my bitch, you know I'm dishonest
But I’m just a product of my environment
[French Montana:]
Young nigga, young nigga
Pop pills, make mills young nigga
Got wrist, stay trill young nigga
Still talking that, still young nigga
And I ain’t ever lose the change
And shawty head stupid man
[Rick Ross:]
I think I’m ‘bout to lose it man
Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin’ change
Don’t fuck with y’all ‘cause you niggas lame
Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I’m ‘bout to go Gucci Mane
On the choppa rant
On the choppa rant
[Lil Wayne:]
Get down or lay down
Shoot everything up but a
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I put piss stains on private planes 'cause its my jet nigga
Money aint shit 'cause 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 f**ked 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 motherf**ker when he talk
Now who the f**k we talkin bout, look--yall dont know?
I'll give you a hint: see that bitch you with?
He f**ked 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
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[Hook]
Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)
Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me)
Y'all dues money to ya
Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)
Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me)
Big thighs with brown-eyes
[Verse 1]
It's Lil Weezy for real
Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood
I smoke real good
Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name
Birdman junior, huh
Fool was smile but five is so wild
I can smoke a green mile
Got a chrome need a Rolls shined up for you baby
Bling-blow, I rock a throwback Jordan 23
Rolling on hot 23's
Tote a big glock 23
You're looking at the seventeen ward of New Orleans
My block living me
I want you to look hard at some easy money
Stop playing this is Weezy company
Uh-huh
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm the son of Cash Money
The fodd of the squad
And Baby bout to buy me a house in the sky
'cause I'm so fly
When my feet touch the ground sometimes I gotta ask myself why
Coupe kinda wide but I move sorta quick
Looking for my roof where it went
Mink on the floor big shoes on the bed
Windows are the tint more wood than a bench
Working in the hood more green than the Grinch
Please don't play 'cause I'm connected like Sprint
Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end
Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim
It's Lil Weezy
Sucking on my wrist real breezy
And this is what I say when you see me
Look, and
Lock and Load - Kurupt - Lil' Wayne
[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
To ya, to ya, 0-17 warfare
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 the Earhart
Boulevard we're the war I come from
171 shot, never that (blum blum)
Brrrt Brrrt! Pop Pop! Clap Clap!
What the f**k, 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'
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Live from the five hundred and fo
it's Mr. crazy flow jumpin like a bungee no rope
even in a dungeon i glow
even if it aint sunny i glow
if aint bout money i go
nowhere im nailed to the flo
money controls where i go
it is the sail to my boat
and it's goin down, it's goin down like theres a wail in the boat
see you can smell that i smoke
oh yes i sip that lean you hit me wit that combination and make my eyes bleed
im shark in the water yep i swim with the big
so i dont have time to deal with willie the squid
L' L' lillie pad nigga L'look at the monster
y'you dont wanna crash like la la labamba
see it's me roni and terry
and my new drop is very
watermelon plum call it fruit punch
im a old rapper gettin new bucks
and all you new rappers ya just new lunch
Verse 1:
Knew I would love you like a fat kid love food
Knew I would score like shaq did in school
Knew I was stupid
Knew I look like a big fool
I must have had the flu I thought that shit was cool
Knew you would fall in love wit me and the shit I do
But never knew you would murder me What did I do?
Knew you was right for me
Knew I was right for you
Knew I would help you sell
Knew I would right for you
Knew I would keep you well
Knew I would fight for you
Knew I would pull out my heart and bring it right to you
YOU knew all about me baby, but you wasn't about me baby (damn)
Young wayne prepare for change
Cuz it seems like girly don't care the same
You had my chain you beared my name, then we had champagne
Chorus:
Lets make a toast
To yooou and me
Lets make a toast to honor the waaay its supposed to be
Oh, oh, oh oooh
Verse 2:
Other people telling me I fell off
Other people telling me I felt ya'll
Momma telling me I should at least call
My mind telling Me she should at least call
Felt like I was at the bottom of the sea-saw
Felt like I was at the bottom of the sea-shore
But 'cha gotta let a B ball
And when you open up your eyes I hope u see more
And when I see you I see detour
Don't need to be depressed anymore
Baby girl I need more, now run ya mouth 'till ya knees sore
Chorus:
Lets talk it over
Lets talk it over
Lets talk
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