[Verse 1]
You know they saying since the bar back on the 'dro, he lackin
the flow
And if that ever happen whoa I ain't rapping no more
I'm good with a pina, daq and an o
Gagging and choke like ho put the dick back in your throat
Still packing fo sho
Yeezy Weezy off of the heezy fo sheezy
Cruise with the top off of the 'Ghini
Bars got cheese I got cheddar linguini
That's why I keep the federals scheming
That's why I keep the platinum blinging
Every diamond's like a nice size
I help people with problems look at the bright side
With nice ties on a rise so they sitting me high
And the rims born in '79
Weezy carry the nine glocks
Slipping they gon have to get six niggaz name called carry a
pine box
Marry me ma, not
But here's what you can do to me
Give me good brains tutor me
W-E-E-Z-Y Wee
[Hook x4]
They call me Weezy Weezy fo sheezy
Banana clip on the heater
Banana whip on them sneakers
Banana dick going deeper
[Verse 2]
Got a good game honestly so respect the young'n
Got your girl undercover like a detective woman
I'm a mess blow a vest to onion and I'll test your stomach
And the pistols right next to him cousin
I'm a player having sex with dozens
Sex with cousins hoes dissed with husbands
My pants is down her dress is up
Her head down and her neck is tough
She suck till I say, "That's enough!"
We f**k till her ass fractured up
And when I nut no shower bitch pack your stuff
Am I a mack or what
Yep, Weezy macaroni with a bony model bitch
Are you modeling ma
She got her own whip so you following ma
She said she like that squad shit
So oh you swallowing ma
She said she like that hot dick
Well miss I got three bricks and t
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(Lil' Wayne talking)
We here, I said we here, the back of Tha Carter, the back of Tha Carter, heheh, II. Ughh! Yeah! This HIT is the end of Tha Carter II people. Hey!
Lil' Wayne:
Yeah, I got the game on ball and chain,
I threw the key in the drain, I'm like a key in the drawer,
I spent the G on these frames but my vision is priceless,
Seein' through you niggas like a f**kin' psychic,
Hearin' through the grapevine niggas wanna hate mine,
Say my name and die in the daytime,
You catch my drift man you better be Pathon,
Boy the heat's on, they makin' peace bonds,
I'm in this bitch throwin' up the seventeen sign,
Straight frowns no daps, strapped three times,
That TEC-11 AK-47 one Beretta ready for whatever tell them pussy niggas come together,
Happy bet a nigga super-soaker wet a nigga,
Six feet under flowers you ain't nothin' but a petal nigga,
I'm just a little nigga tryina be a civil nigga, 30 years old, shit, that'll be a given nigga,
Quit it Wayne, ya momma's listenin', but she ain't really trippin' 'cause the pots is pissed in,
Them niggas trippin' until the shots whistlin',
Hear them bullets hissin' like a cobra at attention,
I got a bitch and quit callin' women bitches, as long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen,
No preventin' the grind, I gotta get it,
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quittin',
There you go shittin' on the way a nigga thinkin',
Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin,
And since the future ain't promised to no one,
I live every day like this is the sure one,
Trade in the tidal wave, this is the ocean,
Stand in that heat 'til the muthaf**kin' snow come,
And it feels so f**kin' good, throw my dope like a r
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{Lil' Wayne talkin}
So they ask me,"Young Boy, what you gonna do the second time around? How you gon comeback?"
I tried told em'
I come back like 32, I jump back like 33
Ughh, hit me
Thats nothin'. Dis hea's da Carter two people.
Dis hea's da Carter two people..HEY!
{Li' Wayne rapping}
They call me Mr. Carter, I kiss the daughter
Of the dead's forehead, I killed the father
Spilled the heart of a mildew hater
I will put dem body on chill like glaciers
Gracias, I'm crazy yes. It's obvious.
Goin' against me is atheist
I got my angels on my shoulda' and a quarter of dat angeldust,
I aint sniffin, im just pitchin ya honor
I aint snitchin ya honor
Hate bitch niggas, bitches wit power
Vacate when dat kitchen get hotta
I just sit on da counter,
Open da cabinet, close the cupboard
put dat jar in da skillet, drop a 4 in the bubbles
I rememba bein young, trynna hustle my dough,
Trynna tell da old junkies dat my crack aint so,
Trynna tell ya fo' ya jump dat my mack aint broke,
You aint trynna see how far that black bat man go, call me pacman, ya ghost is blue
I got my red river rubies and my ocean blue
Jewelery, usually I'm a hooligan for da money, yea I'm eatin but I gotta tapeworm in my tummy, OH!
Make harm and I bomb you in public,
Hit you wit da straight arm, no warnin, nothin
Look it's mornin, no yawnin or nothin
I aint sleepin im up trynna take a nigga lunch
You gon' make a nigga break a nigga fronts
Then shake a nigga shorts, then we takin what we want
I'm so 5-0-4, you gotta kill me hea
If you eva lookin for me, bitch I will be hea,
Cash Money is a Army, Navy Seal me hea
Lotta niggas ran from me, but i still be hea
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I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody f**kin with me man, Heatman
Skeet man spending next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passing em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam
That tropical colors you can't match that
Gotta be abstract
You catch my gal legs open betta smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why, that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's where you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'ma wax that
I rekindle the flame
She remember the name
It's Weezy Baby January December the same
Mama gimme that brain
Mama gimme that good
Cause I'm the fireman
You hear the firetruck
[Chorus]
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Fresh on campus it's the Birdman Jr
Money too long teachers put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds
I'm hot but the car cool
She wet that's a carpool
Been in that water since a youngin you just shark food
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't snooze
Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise
Ya new girlfriend is old news
Yeen got enough green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where dreams come t
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[Woman]
So Lil' Wayne, what's your motivation?
[Lil Wayne]
Is that really a question? (Yeah shorty)
Do you really have that written down on your notepad? (You already)
You should be ashamed of yourself (C 2)
You smell me girl
I smell like money
See, that's what they don't understand
To me, it was allways get money or die
I come up under Birdman number 1 stunna ya know what I mean
I'm stunna Jr. and that's all I know, that's all I ever knew
Get money or get nothing ya know what I'm sayin
And I feel that way, fo real
[Verse 1]
So hard I go I keep pushin (yeah)
The game so crazy I'm in it like deep pussy (yeah)
I got tripped from tryin to get the whole cookie
Used to make a thousand dollars every time I play hookey (yeah)
Dwayne Carter absent keep lookin (bitch)
I'm present on the block I'm a legend on the block
Ice so bright like heaven on a watch
Yeah nigga I done dropped one-eleven on my waaaatch
So waaaatch and see what I'll do
Breeze by you so fast got you sneezing hachhuuuu
They got the shivers, mayne I got the fever
I gotta bring the hood back after Katrina
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for FEMA
Sick nigga bitch I spit that leukemia (BITCH)
Yeah, no cure no help
So me so good so hard so felt
FEEL ME!
[Lil Wayne]
And that's just my point right there
That's what I'm always tryin to stress
Know what I'm sayin?
If you don't understand me if you don't feel me then you ain't real
In my eyes and that's all it count to me, you know
[Woman]
So, is your music considered the voice of Urban America or America period?
[Lil Wayne]
I mean, I would say, the voice of the hood
Cause that's who I speak for, and myself you know wh
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Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
(I feel like, I feel like, I feel like...)
Yeah, hello...
Get lifted...
Yeah, I get lifted
Yeah, yeah, so get lifted... yup! Haha...
I am sittin' on the clouds, I got smoke comin' from my seat
I can play basketball with the moon, I got the whole world at my feet
Playin' touch football, on marijuana street
Or, in a marijuana field, you are so beneathe my cleets
Get high, so high, that I... feel... like... flying
Down in a cigar, roll me up and smoke me 'cause...
(I feel like dying)
Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
(I feel like, I feel like, I feel like...)
Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis the Thirteenth
Jumpin' off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine
I'm at the top of the top, but... still I climb
And if I should ever fall, the ground would then turn to wine
Pop, pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then...
(I feel like dying)
Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying
(I feel like, I feel like, I feel like...)
I can mingle with the stars, and throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner, locked up behind Xanac bars
I have just boarded a plane, without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead
Wish I can give you this feeling... I feel like buying
And if my dealer don't have no more, then...
(I feel like dying)
(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<
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Verse 1 (Juvenile)
When I say I don't give a f**k
I mean that yeah
Niggaz brains is gettin bust
I didn't say that yeah
If a shipment was comin in
I need a haul of dat 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 calico
My lil' brother Weezy
(Lil' Wayne)
My big brother Juvi
Both hit tha 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
Cash Money 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 boot up in my lip and put my dirty up in a clip
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
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[Lil' Wayne]cHorUsz
(Speak to 'em 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 throw it to, 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)
VerSze 1
[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 my 66
She see my wrist blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distant dick (me)
I'm a long distant pimp
When I land my bitches wait 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 impress though, Gotta stay clean, plus mommy 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 and do that
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I can't view that
Girl what that say, wait who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (no)
Cus I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yayo buyers (nope)
And not a day go by us, we don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off 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 i
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(Yea) Weed n serve...till i die(ok)
(New playaz Circle)
As a matter of fact its gon kill me, BITCH!
(Cuz U Aint) (Tell 'em shawty)
So Get High(Tell 'em Weezy)....Or Get Low
Chorus: If i dont do nuthin imma ball
im countin all day like the clock on the wall
now go and get cha money little duffle bag boy
say go and get cha money little duffle bag boy
(Get Money) I aint never ran from a nigga
and i damn sure aint bout to pick today
to start runnin look honey
I aint never ran from a nigga
and i damn sure aint bout to pick today
to start runnin look honey(Get Money)
1st Verse:The beats so high
the flow is so ice cold
walkin to the gucci store honey i aint home
i am on my shit i need a pamper on
toilet paper on the side for example homey
I GET MONEY
i kno u niggaz aint heard no shit like this
and why u wishin on that fallin star
im in a foreign car
smokin out wit the doors ajar
suede sunroof hangin out the big top
you leave the dealership head to the rim shop
you niggaz barely dressin i got thousands pilin
thats that salad dressin
im on my thousandth island wildin..stylin I BE
i get so much money its my ID dont try me
and if i dont do nuthin imma f**kin ball
and i aint bout to start runnin naw nigga naw
Chorus: If i dont do nuthin imma ball
im countin all day like the clock on the wall
now go and get cha money little duffle bag boy
say go and get cha money little duffle bag boy
(Get Money)And I aint never ran from a nigga
and i damn sure aint bout to pick today
to start runnin look honey
I say i aint never ran from a nigga
and i damn sure aint bout to pick today
to start runnin (Get Money)
2nd Verse: Aint nuthin to a boss
we ballin when u see us
we hear them haterz callin
they too
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