You liable to catch me speedin' up the six, or beatin' up a chick
or standin' over a stove, sweatin', heatin' up a brick
And we keep the hustlin' slick, and got clips like bananas
We twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannons
We ran in habitats with masks and plastic gats
Stormin' through the house, screamin', "Where's this bastard's crack?!!"
I flash the Mack in front of your gal and make her tell
Like, "Slut! Where's the yay, or I'ma pop one in your grill!"
It's Lil Wayne, nigga – blast and bang triggas
Pay with my change, then I'm gon' have to bang niggas
I bag the caine quicker, and sprinkle like rain, nigga
Flood the av quick with the quarters and halves, nigga
If you out, you can find me on the street with the work
If it's a drought, you can find me on the street with the work
Never slip – I empty half a clip deep in your shirt
And put your whole clique deep in the dirt
Smell me?
(Hook-2x [Lil Wayne])
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em
[Lil Wayne]
I'm the youngest Hot Boy on the field with heaters
Let my nine-millimeters kill your peoples
Bust up in your house and put the gun to lil' Renita
Give me the yay, or else I'ma put her in her sneakers
Wow (wow, wow) you can catch me in all black with no smile
Me, Turk, G'z and ouch - chicka-POW!
How come these niggaz keep burnin the world
and why the hell this nigga
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I got my apital "S"W"Agger up
Ya Digg?
Young money cash money dipset byrdgang
we a team baby (Freaky)
welcome to dipset baby
{Lil? Wayne}
Okay, my leather so soft but don't think I ain't hard
Bitch say Weezy make it rain, I say bitch I ain't God
But I am God's son, but you know I ain't Nas
See, he got a positive aim, and I aim nines
Man, little Weezy got a style that even I can't find
Man, some shit just be so hard, I be like that line ain't mine
And if that is under a gram, then that line ain't mine
And if you niggas talking war, well bitch, it'scombat time
Hey, I take three l's to the head: Love, Live, Life, and I'm dead
Young Money, Dipset, that's what this is
And if I ain't good looking, you can bet my bitch is
I done made it off Apple Street like it was 2300 Jackson Street
Young Money, can't join 'em nor beat 'em
Where the f**k is Robin Leech when you need him?
A rich nigga can't even buy freedom
That's why I give my white bitches everything but freedom
I do my white bitches anything but beat 'em
And if they like rat poison, then I'ma feed 'em
I'm sophisticated, fresh from Antarctica my wrist just made it
I'm rich bitch, I ain't broke no more
But I will still chop you up and feed your ass to the poor
I'm 'bout my cream like a s'more
You old ass rappers better stay on tour
You're like 44, I got a 44, I'm 24
I could murk you and come home when I'm 44
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what's a beat without bass
chain hangin to the dick nigga all them diamonds in her face
homie get in dip's face so imma show u 38s
when we ride its 25s scrapin dat world bass
what's a beat wi
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I Can't Feel My Face Ya Digg
Lets Do It
Real Nigga I Just Cant Be Fake Fake Niggas They Just Cant Be Real
Hot Boy I Just Cant Be Chilled So Hot Ima Walking Kettle
Man These Boys Cant Get On My Level They Never Could
All White Phantom Directed In Thru Da Hood
Real Soft Leather My Dash Is Cherry Wood
Big Four 5th Thats Workin Very Good
Got A Driver Named Wood Drow Opens Da Door Sui-cidal
He Holds Tha Unbrella I Hops Out Da Back
And Tell Rosa Parks Were I Sat
Ima Dog But Im Like A Cat To A Rat If He Don't Run He Get Scratch Rrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaoooooo
And When It Comes To That 4 Stain Im Like Old Skool Harlem Shit That Rich Port Thang I Gave Him That I Gave Him Crack Know Its Time To Introduce Him To Morphine
You Playin With Tha Wrong One My Mama Had 4 Boys You Playing With The Wrong Son
They Say Ladies Love Cool J Well Tha J is for Juelz And Ladies Love Me
And If The Bitch Ain't Fine I Dont Mind 2 Nickles Make A Dime Every Time
These Boys Actin Like Worthless Hoes But They Career Is Like The Car They Be In The Curtains Closed
They Want War Lets Get It Now
They Want Beef I Give Then A Cow
You Do Wanna Get On My Bad Side
I Leave em Wit No Neck Like Fat Guys
Dont Be Playin With Me
I Ad-vise
I Make Them Chinese Food Another Cat Fried
And Dont Compare Them To Me Theres No Comparision Im From Another Planet Like Aliens
Shark In Tha Water Theres No Scaring Them
These Fish Belong In Aquariums
So Keep Actin Like Conan Boy
And We Will See Whose The Real Barbarian
They Actin Like Bad Pets And Yes I Am A Veterinarian
You Dont Wanna See Me Act Mean
So Don't Watch Me Im Not A Flat Screen
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Bitch im back on my grizzy,
Young money where ya at?,
Two tables and a mic,
Tell the Dj run it back,
Bitch im back on my grizzy,
Young money where ya at?,
If you f**k wit Young Money,
Young Money where you at?,
Like the energizer bunny wit a battery pack,
Boy that drummer keep drummin, like B-r-r-at-at-at-tat,
Or B-r-r-rump-bum-bum-bum,And
Im so young but im a Giant like Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
Just bought a new crib, inside so dumb,
Got some money put away, in case the hurricane come,
Im a f**kin shame huh? yea i know yea i know,
I go out the country to get all my clothes and my hoes,
i go out my way just to get my dro and my doe,
Cause, I love it more than i do my hoes yes i doess,
I got gasoline comin out my pores,
Imma torch,
I got glasses like that white boy Scott Storch,
And a porsche,
I got license for tha scortch,
Snipers at your porch,
Rifles by the forts,
And we shoot up courts,
The judge juss a bitch,
The jury suck dick,
Im a eastside blood,
And i dont smoke that crip,
I smoke that kush,
First name Bubba,
First name Young,
Last name Stunna,
Carter in the office,
Take notes when im talkin,
Smooth as a cruise boat floats when im walkin,
I boast cause im ballin,
I boast to be ballin,
When im on the phone wit bitches man the money keep callin,
You aint satisfied till ya son'll be callin,
Tellin you where to leave the money in the mornin,
Ok you wanna zombie move instead,
Thats when you walk in ya house and everybody dead,
I can take a shit where i stand,
Where i stand...and watch you pussies piss in ya pants,
You aint a man your a hoe,
I can kill him with the flow,
And then play the guitar at the f**kin funeral,
Big guns so they drinkin big shots,
And my ga
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See she all on my dick cause i make
alot of money, but i unno why cause
gets nothing, bring it back...all on my dick cause i make alot of money, but i unno why cause she gets nothing from me she only get dick way down in her tummy, n she tell all of her friends now her friends wanna, bring it back...only get dick way
down in her tummy, and she tell all of her friends now her friends wanna f**k me im lookin in the mirror and i see a dollar sign i had a cat scan and i had money on my mind i tell a bitch go and get my name on ya spin so i can fell good when im hitting it from
behind im crack rock fresh baby im
that boy yea put me in a pot and
watch i come back hard yea put me
on that block and watch i come back rich now she done put me in that pussy she aint come back since
ask dem hoes, yea ask dem, ask
dem hoes about me, ask dem hoes,
uh huh yea ask dem hoes, ask dem
hoes about me
ima beast, ask dem hoes
ima dog, ask dem hoes
ima beast, ask dem hoes
ima dog, ask dem hoes
bitch ima beast, ask dem hoes
hoe ima dog, ask dem hoes
bitch ima beast, ask dem hoes
hoe ima dog, ask dem hoes
hat to the side rims on the ride it cant fit in my pocket and i dont have, hold up...hat to the side rims on the ride it cant fit in my pocket and i dont have to cock it scarface bitch cocaine by
the pie got them hoes snifin like dem hoes about to hold up...scarface bitch cocaine by the pie got them hoes snifin like dem hoes about to cry ms myspace dont blow my high i download hard dick to your hard drive den she got on her knees and soon we locked eyes she caught it like it was a routine pop fly im dope boy fresh new jeans new everything dem
bitches want me like a wedding ring i told her dat im married to the money committed to the cash all i see is pussy, titties, and the ass
[Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah (I got army gunz)
Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army gunz)
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
[Lil Wayne]
Okay I'm out 'chea you niggaz done started it ya ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries pardon me
But them niggaz won't touch not a part of me bet on it
Them niggaz belong in a sorority ain't that a bitch
Burn they bodies up for the authorities no evidence
You gon' stop f**kin' wit' them warriors from New Orleans
And I really think that it'd be better if
I just hit ya block wit that baretta and hop out and let her rip
Let her bang let her bust etcetera etcetera
You niggaz is scared of the southern part of America
Here it come got a gun never caught without one
Niggaz wanna ball so I guess I gotta bounce 'em
Smokin' on a ounce of that shit from the mountains
People say I need to stop no I need a counselor
And I'm here you are gonna need a chopper
And I'ma need a lawyer and you gon' need a doctor
Why? Because...
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
Get at 'em we hit 'em up if they rattin'
Niggaz ain't f**kin' wit' the boy them niggaz softer than satin
I'm feelin' awfully aggy yes I walk wit' the maggy
I tell him park in a alley and leave 'em parked in the alley
Niggaz talkin' about me but they ain't talkin' it at me
'
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I'm holdin on a rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And i'm hearin what your sayin
But i just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but waaiiitt
Tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around
And sayyy
[Lil Wayne]
OK, I'm talkin about a
Good Girl Gone Bad
Crooked World, wrong path
Right Mom, wrong dad
I sing this song mad but not mad enough to shoot you
But it just eats me up like some bbq from Luther's
In the morning with the roosters
On the corner with the boosters
And she's the freshcut and they're on her like sutures
And I wanna talk to her
But her momma has to school her
I wanna see her better
She's the weather of my future
I don't wanna see another hurricane
Baby you can kill the pain
If you just let me explain
Trust me I know what I'm sayin'
You will end up on the track of an oncoming train
Stuck in the passenger seat
Trying do the fast lane
[Bun B]
Well once upon a time there was a mom and a dad
Who on the outside had everything people wished they had
A beautiful daughter two story house two car garage
And a white picket fence wrapped around the front yard
See daddy was a doctor
And mommy was a banker
Mommy's job got outsourced
So now mommy's drinker
Daddy had a malpractice suit
Now he's a snorter
And all this shits takin place
right in front of their daughter
She says, “Daddy what's wrong?”
But he&
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(2x)
They Call Slow Down And Bird
Better Get From Me,
Better Stay From Me
'cause Ain't Nothing you Can Do
(Young Fresh)
You Better Stay From A Nigga Like Me,
I'll Cut You So Fast It's Like A Hobby.
They Call Me Young Fresh Fresh To Death,
'cause What Ever I Do I Do It The Best.
It's Me And Boyz Who Seven Deep,
Will F**k You Up We Don't Need No Heat.
Just Look What We Did With This Beat,
Just Look What We Did With This Beat.
'cause It's The Origenal Nigga This Way,
Half Of Yea Nigga Lucky Yea See Another Day.
Lil Wayne:
She crazy as fuck but she sexy as fuck
And she just hit me up, she text me "let's fuck"
I'm just waking up but fuck it I'm up
Ooh! I'm on my way (where?)
Get out my way bump-bump-bump-bump
I'm Norman Bates and this bitch ain't normal, our kids gon be nuts
But when I had the yay
And the police would come she wouldn't give me up
She knew what not to say
And when they would leave, she gave me heads up
Lord I feel like Plies, that's my lil' baby
But that bitch so crazy
That bitch gon kill me, and then she'll be famous, that'll be crazy
Amazing Amy, amazing Amy, my bitch so crazy
But that's my bitch though, I must be crazier, she must be schizo
Fuck it, I love her, fuck it, I love her, don't fuck with my lover
Boy I'll put you under
Her last nigga shunned her, she ride me like Honda
Amazing Amy, amazing Amy, that bitch so crazy
That bitch gon' kill me, then she'll be famous
That's what's amazing
But I'm in love with that ho though
Even though she loco
That pussy got me bozo
I'm in love with that ho bro
Amazing Amy, amazing Amy, my bitch so crazy
That bitch gon' kill me, then she'll be famous
That's so amazing
Lil Wayne:
She's so amazing
Lord I feel like Plies, that's my lil' baby
That bitch gon kill me, that'll be crazy
But that's what's amazing, that's my lil' baby
That bitch so crazy, amazing Amy
And this that Sorry 4 The Wait, Amy
And I'm so sorry for the wait, Amy...
Quavo:
She told me wait on it
I told her she gon have to put a date on it
You already let Tunechi skate on it
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Lil Wayne:
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me dat bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back
(yezziirr)
Check me out look
26 inches bitch 'im sittin’ croocked. Old school chevy’ faster den a silver bullet. Strawberry paint seats vanilla puddin’ 2 bitches callin eachother pussy. Top chopped sent da car to a barbershop. My driveway looks somethin’ like a parkin’ lot. Im so unorthodox I got your bitch ridin’ my dick wit no shox.
(Bounce bitch bounce bounce)
Im the hottest shit jumping out the coffe pot man im just tryin’ to get my spot like a polka dot. Lil’ cush make my eyes and my shoulders drop, lil syrup and I can make the soda pop, keep talkin n I can make my soldiers pop, real niggaz ridin’ wit me till the motor’ stop, I got these hoes straight livin’ out the soap op. I got a couple like a coat on. (ok)
(chorus)
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me dat bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back niggaz be muggin’ me u know im muggin’ back
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me dat bitches give me hugs and since im paid bitches be lovin’ me they know I love em’ back bitches be lovin’ me they know I love em’ back
Birdman:
Put the K in the car while we ridin’ blazed, put the chop n the pussy in the driveway. Bet the house on the youngen n we got paid. Triple colors on the bikes n the new mercedes’. Bustin keys on they ass while we got paid. But my tens ridein’ hot to an open bay, uptown made man out the hard way crap in the bucket 50 shots bitch make a way.
(like father like son)
Ball till’ ya fall stuntin wit them paper plates, throw hundreds on the
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