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?
Nigga, what?!... Huh?!... Huh?!
Young Playa lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Mannie Fresh)
[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
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
You Want War lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Turk)
[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
He ain't ready.. he ain't ready
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
He ain't ready.. he ain't ready
100 Winters lyrics - Lil Wayne
SB don't spy seven five jeans
5000 islands on my fuckin wallet chain
I be wallin manye
I'm a island mayne
There ain't nothin else by me mayne (haha)
I tell them float on and
Go on to the ozone
I'm so gone my blunt
Like a pole long
I pro long
And hold on
To it like a trombone
I'm so blown
And um I got that cock back
I don't need that thumb bone
So come on
You get the one with the drum on
IT
That's the one that goes dit
Di-di-di-di-di-di-dit
I'm so terrific when I spit
Put my foot up in yo ass
Now I'm kickin in yo shit
Now I'm pitchin at yo bitch
And she catch it with her lip
Nah she catch it with her mouth
And since I'm the president,
She tried to catch it on her blouse
I tell her,
Whooooaa!
Easy baby!
I'm king cake so she eat the baby!
Wait!
Shit gets way more crazierr
We flip the bitch
Like she was in the gymnaserm
I ain't fuckin with the bitches with the stadium
That's no dome
Bitch go home!
Yeah
Bi-bi-bi
Bitch!
Bitch I spent the hundred winters on my snow cone
Lil nigga walkin like he get his bowl on
Boss man
Pimp stro pimp stro
I can let my money go when the wind blow
Then it come right back like a rental
And bet them bitches understand me like 10 fo
Niggas is simple
Like instrumentals
I bet you bitches understand me like info
Get ya top chopped
And get trimmed low
Somethin like my benzo
Ridin with my friend's hoes
No I mean my hoe's friends
Fuckin all my hoe's friends
Takin all my hoe's ends
That will make that globe spin
I tell these young niggas
Pimp or die
Won't get that benz if they don't split them
Eyes dip 'em thighs thin 'em
Tiesss
And if you reach at I
I don't preach I screach and give you beef with them fries
Yeah!
Come to the beach and find I live where all the little seagulls fly
See, baby I'm so high all I need you to do is just shutup and cry! (haha)
Yeah! look,
n Me 'n mac is just two niggas from the same hood
Fell from the same tree cut from the same wool
I'm just the young lion, and he the young bull
Now slam me da bull
That pistol on my hip now I gotta hand in the pool
I had a lammy in school, I think it was diablo red
I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I ed, because of what you said
Chyee! I'm sharp as an image! and I keep it bumpin like a
Mothafuckin blemish! two twins drink me up like guinness!
When I'm finished, I say FILL IT!
When I'm finished they say Weezy you killed it
Hop on yo shit and they say Weezy you heeled it
So fly I got wings tattooed on me
A gun glued on me, but I pop ya in ya stomach
Now I got yesterday's food on me, now that was real rude homie
And I smell like a weed plant, Young Money muthafucka where that cheese at?
5000 islands on my fuckin wallet chain
I be wallin manye
I'm a island mayne
There ain't nothin else by me mayne (haha)
I tell them float on and
Go on to the ozone
I'm so gone my blunt
Like a pole long
I pro long
And hold on
To it like a trombone
I'm so blown
And um I got that cock back
I don't need that thumb bone
So come on
You get the one with the drum on
IT
That's the one that goes dit
Di-di-di-di-di-di-dit
I'm so terrific when I spit
Put my foot up in yo ass
Now I'm kickin in yo shit
Now I'm pitchin at yo bitch
And she catch it with her lip
Nah she catch it with her mouth
And since I'm the president,
She tried to catch it on her blouse
I tell her,
Whooooaa!
Easy baby!
I'm king cake so she eat the baby!
Wait!
Shit gets way more crazierr
We flip the bitch
Like she was in the gymnaserm
I ain't fuckin with the bitches with the stadium
That's no dome
Bitch go home!
Yeah
Bi-bi-bi
Bitch!
Bitch I spent the hundred winters on my snow cone
Lil nigga walkin like he get his bowl on
Boss man
Pimp stro pimp stro
I can let my money go when the wind blow
Then it come right back like a rental
And bet them bitches understand me like 10 fo
Niggas is simple
Like instrumentals
I bet you bitches understand me like info
Get ya top chopped
And get trimmed low
Somethin like my benzo
Ridin with my friend's hoes
No I mean my hoe's friends
Fuckin all my hoe's friends
Takin all my hoe's ends
That will make that globe spin
I tell these young niggas
Pimp or die
Won't get that benz if they don't split them
Eyes dip 'em thighs thin 'em
Tiesss
And if you reach at I
I don't preach I screach and give you beef with them fries
Yeah!
Come to the beach and find I live where all the little seagulls fly
See, baby I'm so high all I need you to do is just shutup and cry! (haha)
Yeah! look,
n Me 'n mac is just two niggas from the same hood
Fell from the same tree cut from the same wool
I'm just the young lion, and he the young bull
Now slam me da bull
That pistol on my hip now I gotta hand in the pool
I had a lammy in school, I think it was diablo red
I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I ed, because of what you said
Chyee! I'm sharp as an image! and I keep it bumpin like a
Mothafuckin blemish! two twins drink me up like guinness!
When I'm finished, I say FILL IT!
When I'm finished they say Weezy you killed it
Hop on yo shit and they say Weezy you heeled it
So fly I got wings tattooed on me
A gun glued on me, but I pop ya in ya stomach
Now I got yesterday's food on me, now that was real rude homie
And I smell like a weed plant, Young Money muthafucka where that cheese at?
30 Minutes To New Orleans lyrics - Lil Wayne
30 minutes to New Orleans
T, you gotta feel me
shout out, see bitch man, holla at me
Okay, gucci backpack, fresh black adidas
rollin on a pill, rollin up some reefers
declining all the Kesha’s, replying to the Kims
still knockin’ boots like hammers on Tims
I’ma muthafucka baby, Weezy f baby
yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby
I can make a dyke say she leavin’ that lady
I can make a lady say she leavin that
pussy ass nigga that gave her that baby
now she with Weezy f, Weezy f, Weezy f, Weezy f baby
hahahaha Weezy f baby hahahahaha
now watcha gone watcha gone watcha gone do
when Nina Ross come and put that pussy on you
now you probly still a virgin and Imma bust your cherry
and I’ma come through in something so cherry
and I’m sittin on Pirelli’s, pumpin Makaveli
showed your girlfriend my house, she think I live in Italy
just bought a jet I’m bout to take that bitch to LA
bitch I never met ‘em ’bout to meet that bitch in LA
oooh I’m feelin myself
I’m so fly, shawty think I really fly stealth
I’m so paid shawty I could really buy a stealth
and I’m feeling my belt and I’m feelin my sneaks
cuz I dont see them on anybody
got the semi by me, for anybody
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
eastside
I’m lightin’ up to blunts at one time
and I thank God I can say fuck one time
I’m sippin on two cups at one time
and I thank God I can say fuck one time
fuck one time
fuck one time
fuck one time
Thank God
Louie V bag all black Hammer
Louie V shoes with the Louie Bandanna
Louie phone case, Louie sidekick case
might put LV on the side of my bitch face
man I’m a dog, I go so hard
man I’m a dog bout to come in your yard
bout to, bout to, come on your lady
Weezy F, Weezy F, Weezy F baby
hahahaha
Weezy F, Weezy F, Weezy F baby
hahahaha
and Young mula baby
can’t forget
I beat that track til that bitch blue black
it’s Weezy F the monster even if you momma
even ex your momma, leave ya next to momma
you are so pussy gonorrhea’s your aroma
blind gynaecolagist can see that your vagina
me, me, me turn beef to Bologna
aint go around me like a Honda
better yet she ride it like Travis Pastrana
fuck the X-games, it’s ecstasy game
show me a mirror cause I’m so glad to meet Wayne
oooh I’m feelin myself
I’m so fly, shawty think I really fly stealth
I’m so paid shawty I could really buy a stealth
and I’m feeling my belt and I’m feelin my sneaks
cuz I dont see them on anybody
got the semi by me, for anybody
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
Eastside
T, you gotta feel me
shout out, see bitch man, holla at me
Okay, gucci backpack, fresh black adidas
rollin on a pill, rollin up some reefers
declining all the Kesha’s, replying to the Kims
still knockin’ boots like hammers on Tims
I’ma muthafucka baby, Weezy f baby
yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby
I can make a dyke say she leavin’ that lady
I can make a lady say she leavin that
pussy ass nigga that gave her that baby
now she with Weezy f, Weezy f, Weezy f, Weezy f baby
hahahaha Weezy f baby hahahahaha
now watcha gone watcha gone watcha gone do
when Nina Ross come and put that pussy on you
now you probly still a virgin and Imma bust your cherry
and I’ma come through in something so cherry
and I’m sittin on Pirelli’s, pumpin Makaveli
showed your girlfriend my house, she think I live in Italy
just bought a jet I’m bout to take that bitch to LA
bitch I never met ‘em ’bout to meet that bitch in LA
oooh I’m feelin myself
I’m so fly, shawty think I really fly stealth
I’m so paid shawty I could really buy a stealth
and I’m feeling my belt and I’m feelin my sneaks
cuz I dont see them on anybody
got the semi by me, for anybody
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
eastside
I’m lightin’ up to blunts at one time
and I thank God I can say fuck one time
I’m sippin on two cups at one time
and I thank God I can say fuck one time
fuck one time
fuck one time
fuck one time
Thank God
Louie V bag all black Hammer
Louie V shoes with the Louie Bandanna
Louie phone case, Louie sidekick case
might put LV on the side of my bitch face
man I’m a dog, I go so hard
man I’m a dog bout to come in your yard
bout to, bout to, come on your lady
Weezy F, Weezy F, Weezy F baby
hahahaha
Weezy F, Weezy F, Weezy F baby
hahahaha
and Young mula baby
can’t forget
I beat that track til that bitch blue black
it’s Weezy F the monster even if you momma
even ex your momma, leave ya next to momma
you are so pussy gonorrhea’s your aroma
blind gynaecolagist can see that your vagina
me, me, me turn beef to Bologna
aint go around me like a Honda
better yet she ride it like Travis Pastrana
fuck the X-games, it’s ecstasy game
show me a mirror cause I’m so glad to meet Wayne
oooh I’m feelin myself
I’m so fly, shawty think I really fly stealth
I’m so paid shawty I could really buy a stealth
and I’m feeling my belt and I’m feelin my sneaks
cuz I dont see them on anybody
got the semi by me, for anybody
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
yeaaa I’m from up town
Eastside
All Alone lyrics - Lil Wayne
[Talking]
Listen up Princess
[Verse 1]
I wake up in the morning.
Take a knee and thank God.
Then go to the mirror, look myself in the eye.
Today I didn't wake up with a woman on my side.
Yesterday I didn't wake up with a woman on my side.
Neither the day before that, nor before that.
I just remember the moments call me Kodak.
And know that I do miss yah, but
It's your denial that I must hold against yah.
Since you've, I've been all alone
But alone is steroids, so you made me strong.
Girl hair, gone in the wind.
You cheated on God's
Son, baby girl that's a sin.
But I forgive you, but
I can't give you.
Another chance ma you in my rear view.
And I put that ring on yo finger.
I was all in
Now it's just a symbol of what could've been, God Damn!
[Hook]
And know I'm by myself but (I like it)
Damn she left me all off by myself but, (I like it)
[Verse 2]
Yo, I love my niggas.
No homo.
I swear I hope all get cheese like Digiorno.
It's somethin bout that Hot Boyz that you don't know.
I gotta love for em' that I don't show
And B.G. been my nigga since the front door.
I hope Chopper City
Records blow fa show.
And me and Juve never really got along.
But you still would let yo nigga come get on yo hottest song.
Damn, I fucked with ya fa that.
I fucked with ya Lil Wack and me and skip go back.
When you see a real nigga, you gotta tip yo hat.
And since I'm a real nigga
I do just that.
I had my own lawyer working on Turk's case.
After I heard em dissin me on the mixtape.
Cause he's locked up and I'm free
He got a lot more to worry then me, I ain't trippin.
[Hook]
[Talking]
Yah niggas left me by myself but I can't front (I like it)
And so now I become the President of the spot yah left me at.
A lot has change but I can't font (I like it)
Listen up Princess
[Verse 1]
I wake up in the morning.
Take a knee and thank God.
Then go to the mirror, look myself in the eye.
Today I didn't wake up with a woman on my side.
Yesterday I didn't wake up with a woman on my side.
Neither the day before that, nor before that.
I just remember the moments call me Kodak.
And know that I do miss yah, but
It's your denial that I must hold against yah.
Since you've, I've been all alone
But alone is steroids, so you made me strong.
Girl hair, gone in the wind.
You cheated on God's
Son, baby girl that's a sin.
But I forgive you, but
I can't give you.
Another chance ma you in my rear view.
And I put that ring on yo finger.
I was all in
Now it's just a symbol of what could've been, God Damn!
[Hook]
And know I'm by myself but (I like it)
Damn she left me all off by myself but, (I like it)
[Verse 2]
Yo, I love my niggas.
No homo.
I swear I hope all get cheese like Digiorno.
It's somethin bout that Hot Boyz that you don't know.
I gotta love for em' that I don't show
And B.G. been my nigga since the front door.
I hope Chopper City
Records blow fa show.
And me and Juve never really got along.
But you still would let yo nigga come get on yo hottest song.
Damn, I fucked with ya fa that.
I fucked with ya Lil Wack and me and skip go back.
When you see a real nigga, you gotta tip yo hat.
And since I'm a real nigga
I do just that.
I had my own lawyer working on Turk's case.
After I heard em dissin me on the mixtape.
Cause he's locked up and I'm free
He got a lot more to worry then me, I ain't trippin.
[Hook]
[Talking]
Yah niggas left me by myself but I can't front (I like it)
And so now I become the President of the spot yah left me at.
A lot has change but I can't font (I like it)
Alphabet Bitches lyrics - Lil Wayne
[Verse 1:]
Well the A is for Ashley
she always ask for me to take it out her pussy
put it right in her ass and the
B is for Brittany she right in the class
she be hatin on Ashley cause she tight in the ass
the C is for Christina want me to big screen her
the way she dick dish should be a misdameanor so
if you seen her i been searchin but cant find her
ever since i been wit Diamond
wit Diamons in her vagina
And the E is for ever elegant Ericka
sweet red bitch
we used to call her Miss America
I aint gon lie now Erica is a dog
but to the that magnolia nigga
she done fucked em all, (Slim)
Speakin of slim, the F is for Fat
a real skinny hoe so you know
why they call her that
And the G for Gabriel, you can call her Gabby
but all my homeboys seem to call her nasty (man)
[Chorus:]
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got
[Verse 2:]
H is for my H-town homegirl Heather
Head haze, purple pussy pills with afta
My mami's dedicated aw, she neva tell me no
the most she say is not yea and then uh
I is for Isis mami a pisces
she fuck rappers for free
but hit them actors wit prices
they always pay cause her body the nicest
but i hit that everyday back when i had the wife
J is for Joanessa kinda sexy wit light eyes
she didnt make the band
but she still doin quite fine
The K is for Kia
I hate that bitch
because she super fuckin fine
but she cant take that dick
And then the L is for LaKia
that's Kia's twin
night and day everytime we fuck
i fall right in
and the M is for Maria,Madia,Madieah
she hangs out wit NeCole whose fuckin Olivia
[Chorus:]
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got
[Verse 3:]
P is for Paulina she go all night
If I dont fuck her once a week
She'll probably go on strike
and the Q is for Queen cause she is my Queen
but she cant ride it like Ranada
but her body is mean
and the S is for Shayna a sucker in bed
she take advanatge of the fact
that im a sucker for head
and the T is for Tara too much Mascara
tone down on the blush like you tryna scare her
U is for Ursula she wit Vicky
they both come over and work out wit me
the W is for Wanda she kinda remind ya
of that game streetfighter hands like Ehonda
The Y is for Yvette she get wetter than most
She always try to get high
but i just let her get low
And last but not least the Z goes to Zara
She gets high off Zimphandale
and masterbates to The Carter
[Chorus:]
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got
Well the A is for Ashley
she always ask for me to take it out her pussy
put it right in her ass and the
B is for Brittany she right in the class
she be hatin on Ashley cause she tight in the ass
the C is for Christina want me to big screen her
the way she dick dish should be a misdameanor so
if you seen her i been searchin but cant find her
ever since i been wit Diamond
wit Diamons in her vagina
And the E is for ever elegant Ericka
sweet red bitch
we used to call her Miss America
I aint gon lie now Erica is a dog
but to the that magnolia nigga
she done fucked em all, (Slim)
Speakin of slim, the F is for Fat
a real skinny hoe so you know
why they call her that
And the G for Gabriel, you can call her Gabby
but all my homeboys seem to call her nasty (man)
[Chorus:]
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got
[Verse 2:]
H is for my H-town homegirl Heather
Head haze, purple pussy pills with afta
My mami's dedicated aw, she neva tell me no
the most she say is not yea and then uh
I is for Isis mami a pisces
she fuck rappers for free
but hit them actors wit prices
they always pay cause her body the nicest
but i hit that everyday back when i had the wife
J is for Joanessa kinda sexy wit light eyes
she didnt make the band
but she still doin quite fine
The K is for Kia
I hate that bitch
because she super fuckin fine
but she cant take that dick
And then the L is for LaKia
that's Kia's twin
night and day everytime we fuck
i fall right in
and the M is for Maria,Madia,Madieah
she hangs out wit NeCole whose fuckin Olivia
[Chorus:]
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got
[Verse 3:]
P is for Paulina she go all night
If I dont fuck her once a week
She'll probably go on strike
and the Q is for Queen cause she is my Queen
but she cant ride it like Ranada
but her body is mean
and the S is for Shayna a sucker in bed
she take advanatge of the fact
that im a sucker for head
and the T is for Tara too much Mascara
tone down on the blush like you tryna scare her
U is for Ursula she wit Vicky
they both come over and work out wit me
the W is for Wanda she kinda remind ya
of that game streetfighter hands like Ehonda
The Y is for Yvette she get wetter than most
She always try to get high
but i just let her get low
And last but not least the Z goes to Zara
She gets high off Zimphandale
and masterbates to The Carter
[Chorus:]
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got
Best Thing Yet lyrics - Lil Wayne
D-D-D-Diesel on the beat
Shhhhhut up bitch... let Anita speak!
I think on the remix of this song I'm a get uh, Common and Kanye
Yeah... ok yeah
Anything you can do I could do better
I avoid trends and I'm still a trend setter
Weezy just let em, just let em die
I got all the answers so they call me when why
What where who, you think you fly?
I'm up there too - you fly, I flew
I'm up there too
You know they say two, is better than one, time
I'm, out there pimpin all the time
So keep your two cents before I give your ass a dime
Pistol on my waist gonna need a funeral and wait
Cause I'm a put that motherfucker dead in your face
R.I.P. I know my history
Run DMC but my girl is only worry bout one DMC
And I'm the shit like I-M-T-H-E-S-H-I-T, haha!
I do this!... when I want to
Nah really I can't control it
Even if I didn't wanna do it
I would DO IT! Hahahaha
Yeah...
Ready to battle anyone
I'm a go with God and a bag full of guns
Yeah I'm an animal hear me growl
You against me is like Man Vs. Wild
Me against you is like man versus child
Hehe and I am the man
It's Young Moolah, applaud my team
And we prefer red carpet if the floor's not clean
It's Mister, it's the microphone fiend
And they running with my words like I'm writing on jeans
Yeah, and if the lights could all scream
They'd sing my song, I like to be seen
I deserve to be heard if anything else
So I fear God and the world going deaf
Can you hear me now? Heh
Even the Hip-Hop vets tell me I'm the...
Scary!
Don't stop the beat Diesel
Cause I got the heat Diesel
Like diesel, yeah...
Heh I put it down like it's too heavy
But how can I with the world in my hands
Heaven in my plans
I swear I am important like the evidence I'm saying
I'm just trying to make my alphabets as heavy as I can
How do I live, when I'm as deadly as I am?
I get props and every other extra credit that I can
Cause see, I respect the merit of a fan
No homo but please blow me to Japan
Okay I'm getting hotter I'm a need another fan
I keep going so here I go again
Always trying to be better than I am
Label me the best and in the throne I will stand
Why? Because I'm just a stand up guy
Your hands smokin me cause I got your hands high
I'll probably be in the banga Ja Rule when "I Cry"
You only know me but God knows I try
No x-ray show my insides
And I gotta stay in touch with my pimp side
So, tell your girl I said what's up... I said hi...
She like that's what's up... like the sky...
Byrd Gang taking off bitch watch em fly
And paint the sky red like the Crimson Tide
Flow retarded, Special Olympics kind
That gold medal heavy but it fit just fine
So, I just had to spit this rhyme
Spit like I'm trying to tongue kiss this rhyme
Some say greatness gets better with time
So I bought a zillion watches but don't watch mine
You little fucks are so I-ron-ical
Nickel plus fo' is a nine millimeter
No starch but I tote I-ron
All out in the open like I'm in I-ran
Young, champ-I-on, like a lamp I'm on
But um, I could clap and then lights off
Take no nights off but my days the same
And people change but fuck it nothing stays the same
And naw I ain't speaking so don't wave the blame
Lock me up but you could never cave the brain
Gasoline, can you invision if our gaze was flames
No you can not stop my vibe, couple page a game
Dang, a game? Yep, well gimme some crazy frames
And if this camera shoots me dead, Lord save my chains
Lord save the rings, I am way too vain hehe
Listen to that Kanye again
I play the game like I made the games
You playing like your trying to get traded mane
And you ain't gotta call me the greatest mane
But I am more of a dog than the greatest dane
You boys acting like ladies mane
Crying like you bout to have babies mane
And you can find me grinding on the days we playin'
And that's because I know the sun'll raise again
And when it do I'm a praise the mane
They say you crazy Wayne, but I just bake em mane
And that's Ms. Baker saying, that I'm the...
Hehe yeah
So, now I got...
I got the, I got the, I got the R&B vets saying I'm the...
Hahahaha... lil touchie bitch!
Young Moolah baby...
Shhhhhut up bitch... let Anita speak!
I think on the remix of this song I'm a get uh, Common and Kanye
Yeah... ok yeah
Anything you can do I could do better
I avoid trends and I'm still a trend setter
Weezy just let em, just let em die
I got all the answers so they call me when why
What where who, you think you fly?
I'm up there too - you fly, I flew
I'm up there too
You know they say two, is better than one, time
I'm, out there pimpin all the time
So keep your two cents before I give your ass a dime
Pistol on my waist gonna need a funeral and wait
Cause I'm a put that motherfucker dead in your face
R.I.P. I know my history
Run DMC but my girl is only worry bout one DMC
And I'm the shit like I-M-T-H-E-S-H-I-T, haha!
I do this!... when I want to
Nah really I can't control it
Even if I didn't wanna do it
I would DO IT! Hahahaha
Yeah...
Ready to battle anyone
I'm a go with God and a bag full of guns
Yeah I'm an animal hear me growl
You against me is like Man Vs. Wild
Me against you is like man versus child
Hehe and I am the man
It's Young Moolah, applaud my team
And we prefer red carpet if the floor's not clean
It's Mister, it's the microphone fiend
And they running with my words like I'm writing on jeans
Yeah, and if the lights could all scream
They'd sing my song, I like to be seen
I deserve to be heard if anything else
So I fear God and the world going deaf
Can you hear me now? Heh
Even the Hip-Hop vets tell me I'm the...
Scary!
Don't stop the beat Diesel
Cause I got the heat Diesel
Like diesel, yeah...
Heh I put it down like it's too heavy
But how can I with the world in my hands
Heaven in my plans
I swear I am important like the evidence I'm saying
I'm just trying to make my alphabets as heavy as I can
How do I live, when I'm as deadly as I am?
I get props and every other extra credit that I can
Cause see, I respect the merit of a fan
No homo but please blow me to Japan
Okay I'm getting hotter I'm a need another fan
I keep going so here I go again
Always trying to be better than I am
Label me the best and in the throne I will stand
Why? Because I'm just a stand up guy
Your hands smokin me cause I got your hands high
I'll probably be in the banga Ja Rule when "I Cry"
You only know me but God knows I try
No x-ray show my insides
And I gotta stay in touch with my pimp side
So, tell your girl I said what's up... I said hi...
She like that's what's up... like the sky...
Byrd Gang taking off bitch watch em fly
And paint the sky red like the Crimson Tide
Flow retarded, Special Olympics kind
That gold medal heavy but it fit just fine
So, I just had to spit this rhyme
Spit like I'm trying to tongue kiss this rhyme
Some say greatness gets better with time
So I bought a zillion watches but don't watch mine
You little fucks are so I-ron-ical
Nickel plus fo' is a nine millimeter
No starch but I tote I-ron
All out in the open like I'm in I-ran
Young, champ-I-on, like a lamp I'm on
But um, I could clap and then lights off
Take no nights off but my days the same
And people change but fuck it nothing stays the same
And naw I ain't speaking so don't wave the blame
Lock me up but you could never cave the brain
Gasoline, can you invision if our gaze was flames
No you can not stop my vibe, couple page a game
Dang, a game? Yep, well gimme some crazy frames
And if this camera shoots me dead, Lord save my chains
Lord save the rings, I am way too vain hehe
Listen to that Kanye again
I play the game like I made the games
You playing like your trying to get traded mane
And you ain't gotta call me the greatest mane
But I am more of a dog than the greatest dane
You boys acting like ladies mane
Crying like you bout to have babies mane
And you can find me grinding on the days we playin'
And that's because I know the sun'll raise again
And when it do I'm a praise the mane
They say you crazy Wayne, but I just bake em mane
And that's Ms. Baker saying, that I'm the...
Hehe yeah
So, now I got...
I got the, I got the, I got the R&B vets saying I'm the...
Hahahaha... lil touchie bitch!
Young Moolah baby...
By Myself lyrics - Lil Wayne (with Juelz Santana)
[Chorus: x2]
No more lying friends
Mourning tragic ends
Know they do pretend
They won't go when I go
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
Come on home biscuit for man's sake
No more fake hugs and handshakes
Stand straight
You sweeter than a pancake
Me, I'm tryin get that green like the landscape
That's for my team in region eight
See what I gotta say can't wait
I demand cake
Gotta eat, keep the family straight
They all holding out they hands and plates, yeah
Wayne's from a place called hollygrove
From the bottom of the globe
Area code 504
Be hero joe and I zero in
With the eagle when there be no him
Ion need no help
Ion need no homie
Ion need no buddy
Nigga I got money
Nigga I got heart to go along with the guns
Call me weezy f. baby
I be by myself when I come yeah
[Chorus:]
No more lying friends
(yeah, yeah)
Mourning tragic ends
(ion need em, ion need em)
Know they do pretend
(ion love em, ion trust em)
They won't go when I go
(so motherfuck em, I was born by myself with my dick in my hand) no more lying friends
(with my mind on the million dollar plan) mourning tragic ends
(now baby you are looking at the million dollar man) know they do pretend
(and I'm a die alone, so alone I stand) they won't go when I go
[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
(I feel you nigga)
Dudes that never spoke to me now wanna speak (beat it)
Girls that never said a word now wanna creep (beat it)
Guys that never ran with me now wanna be (what) the only passenger in my coop with two seats
Damn, what is it homes
You boys breast soft and fake, I can feel the silicone (yep) you all a bunch of pamela andersons
Me, a family man, I take care of the family man (ya dig) and it seems like my day one niggas ain't actin like day one niggas (uh un), I ain't change I just came up niggas (yep) and trust me when I say I ain't put the streets down or them thangs up nigga
Bring the phantom through the hood, I ain't frontin on ya'll,
Just tryna let you know it's bigger than the corner my dog
I ain't playin basketball, but I'm ballin for sure
Now back to the money
Catch me when I come off tour
Fuck em
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
The rims may offend you on the shit I slide into
Fuck you
Send you to the desert, tell ya be cool
Uh um, hold on the pistols
Roll by the cops and turn up the stereo
Sittin in the corner lookin like a owner
Talkin to the owner, yeah my price gone up
All in the strip club, never get a boner
Only get hard for doe, I'm homer, and you're a simpson and I'm a pimp son and she ain't comin to the crib til her friend come
We gettin money over here you need to get some
Out comes the cold steel for my income
[Juelz Santana]
Out comes the cold steel for my victims
Born alone, die alone, but you could die with em
Cars white and sexy like Nicole Kidman
Bad chick by my side, video vixen
Might fly to L.A. just to shop at Kitson
Thousand dollar hoodies I'm pickin up about 15
That's about 15 thousand
I'm trickin zero on bitches
Zero
Zavosky crystals, great china wall
My money run longer than the great china wall
And my pockets is mediterranean sea deep
So keep plottin and prayin to get me
Come on
No more lying friends
Mourning tragic ends
Know they do pretend
They won't go when I go
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
Come on home biscuit for man's sake
No more fake hugs and handshakes
Stand straight
You sweeter than a pancake
Me, I'm tryin get that green like the landscape
That's for my team in region eight
See what I gotta say can't wait
I demand cake
Gotta eat, keep the family straight
They all holding out they hands and plates, yeah
Wayne's from a place called hollygrove
From the bottom of the globe
Area code 504
Be hero joe and I zero in
With the eagle when there be no him
Ion need no help
Ion need no homie
Ion need no buddy
Nigga I got money
Nigga I got heart to go along with the guns
Call me weezy f. baby
I be by myself when I come yeah
[Chorus:]
No more lying friends
(yeah, yeah)
Mourning tragic ends
(ion need em, ion need em)
Know they do pretend
(ion love em, ion trust em)
They won't go when I go
(so motherfuck em, I was born by myself with my dick in my hand) no more lying friends
(with my mind on the million dollar plan) mourning tragic ends
(now baby you are looking at the million dollar man) know they do pretend
(and I'm a die alone, so alone I stand) they won't go when I go
[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
(I feel you nigga)
Dudes that never spoke to me now wanna speak (beat it)
Girls that never said a word now wanna creep (beat it)
Guys that never ran with me now wanna be (what) the only passenger in my coop with two seats
Damn, what is it homes
You boys breast soft and fake, I can feel the silicone (yep) you all a bunch of pamela andersons
Me, a family man, I take care of the family man (ya dig) and it seems like my day one niggas ain't actin like day one niggas (uh un), I ain't change I just came up niggas (yep) and trust me when I say I ain't put the streets down or them thangs up nigga
Bring the phantom through the hood, I ain't frontin on ya'll,
Just tryna let you know it's bigger than the corner my dog
I ain't playin basketball, but I'm ballin for sure
Now back to the money
Catch me when I come off tour
Fuck em
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
The rims may offend you on the shit I slide into
Fuck you
Send you to the desert, tell ya be cool
Uh um, hold on the pistols
Roll by the cops and turn up the stereo
Sittin in the corner lookin like a owner
Talkin to the owner, yeah my price gone up
All in the strip club, never get a boner
Only get hard for doe, I'm homer, and you're a simpson and I'm a pimp son and she ain't comin to the crib til her friend come
We gettin money over here you need to get some
Out comes the cold steel for my income
[Juelz Santana]
Out comes the cold steel for my victims
Born alone, die alone, but you could die with em
Cars white and sexy like Nicole Kidman
Bad chick by my side, video vixen
Might fly to L.A. just to shop at Kitson
Thousand dollar hoodies I'm pickin up about 15
That's about 15 thousand
I'm trickin zero on bitches
Zero
Zavosky crystals, great china wall
My money run longer than the great china wall
And my pockets is mediterranean sea deep
So keep plottin and prayin to get me
Come on
Cascades lyrics - Lil Wayne
Um, she say "what's happening?"
I say "wassup wassup"
she ask "whats up with me"
I say "whats up with us"
I say "what's really good?"
I say "what's really good?"
I put my love down
she say "it's really good"
she say "it's feeling good"
I say "I'm feeling better"
I make her say my name in CAPITAL LETTERS
I'm a nasty guy
dont ask me why
just ask me how and I'll show you proud
her head is gone, she's in the clouds
and when she rains, man she pours down
and I be the fella without an umbrella
Ma, you finer than a wine cellar
I say "wassup wassup"
she ask "whats up with me"
I say "whats up with us"
I say "what's really good?"
I say "what's really good?"
I put my love down
she say "it's really good"
she say "it's feeling good"
I say "I'm feeling better"
I make her say my name in CAPITAL LETTERS
I'm a nasty guy
dont ask me why
just ask me how and I'll show you proud
her head is gone, she's in the clouds
and when she rains, man she pours down
and I be the fella without an umbrella
Ma, you finer than a wine cellar
Celebrate lyrics - Lil Wayne
Young Mula
Happy Music
Happy People
Happy People
Everythings alright
Everything is alright
[Chorus]
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We done made it to a new day
Oooh I take a hit and just elevate
Cause today will be a good day
I got my mind right, money right
Ready for war, work hard today for a better tomorrow
I said who’s that peeking in my window
Is that sunshine, is that one time
Let that sunshine through my living room
Hospitality is what I’m giving you
Harsh reality is what I’ve been through
But I’m not alone, ask her and him too
And they shall tell ya, ain’t nothin’ better
Than the smell of a new day
And I know the ocean runs dry and the sky get dark
And ya don’t see what He’s trying to show ya
And I know the wall will seem tall but if we help eachother I guarantee we get over
And once I’m over, I’ll reach back for my brother and pull him over aswell
Keep our heads high and our noses wide open
Hoping for that new day smell
Love live life
[Chorus x2]
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We done made it to a new day
Oooh I take a hit and just elevate
Cause today will be a good day
I got my mind right, money right
Ready for war, working hard today for a better tomorrow
Young Mula Baby
Happy Music
Happy People
Happy People
Everythings alright
Everything is alright
[Chorus]
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We done made it to a new day
Oooh I take a hit and just elevate
Cause today will be a good day
I got my mind right, money right
Ready for war, work hard today for a better tomorrow
I said who’s that peeking in my window
Is that sunshine, is that one time
Let that sunshine through my living room
Hospitality is what I’m giving you
Harsh reality is what I’ve been through
But I’m not alone, ask her and him too
And they shall tell ya, ain’t nothin’ better
Than the smell of a new day
And I know the ocean runs dry and the sky get dark
And ya don’t see what He’s trying to show ya
And I know the wall will seem tall but if we help eachother I guarantee we get over
And once I’m over, I’ll reach back for my brother and pull him over aswell
Keep our heads high and our noses wide open
Hoping for that new day smell
Love live life
[Chorus x2]
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We done made it to a new day
Oooh I take a hit and just elevate
Cause today will be a good day
I got my mind right, money right
Ready for war, working hard today for a better tomorrow
Young Mula Baby
Cool Outrageous Lovers lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Andre 3000, Common, Plies)
[Plies:]
I'm looking for the right woman to give my last name.
I wanna a big wedding with all the expensive rings,
Huge ice sculptures spelling out yo name, white doves flying,
Tears without the pain.
I'm standing at the alter you walking down the lane
The whole church crying while the choir sing.
75 thousand dresses expensive champagne
I'm just playing baby
This is the year of the lover
[Lil Wayne]
Now I can put your ass out, ohhh
Keep running your mouth
And if yo brothers come trippin ima show em wat dese teardrops bout
Shawty I was just playing
Ohh but I can take you to the Caymen... islands
Have you screamin' and hollerin'
We gone be making... Love on the beach
The people see what we doin
Awww they pointin' and oooo'in
Ohh but we gone keep on doing... it
Like it's just me and you and no one else around
It went down on the balcony,
And her legs are open how Sweet,
Shawty like a model out da Penthouse Sheets,
That's why I got her on my Penthouse Sheets.
[Andre 3000]
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see round town and
I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling
Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island
Peninsula maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy
Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap no lookin back
Spaceships dont come equipped with rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
Im so like a Pip, Im glad its night
So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon high, jump the broom
Like a premie out the womb
My partner yellin "Too soon! Dont do it! Reconsider!
Read some litera - ture on the subject
You sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac - tic
If that bitch do you dirty
we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent
Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar
I know you aint a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya
Keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Aye, keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part
[Common]
Are we living in a dream world?
Are your eyes still green girl?
I know your sick and tired of arguing
But you can't keep it bottled in
Jealousy, we got to swallow it
Your heart and mind baby follow it
Smile, happiness you could model it
And when you feel opposite
I just want you to know
Your whole being is beautiful
Im going to do the best I can do
Cause I'm the best when I'm with you
You help me to discovery me
I just want you to put trust in me
I kind of laugh when you cuss at me
The aftermath is you touching me
It's destiny to we connected girl
You and I we can affect the world
I'm tired of the fast lane
I want you to have my last name
I'm looking for the right woman to give my last name.
I wanna a big wedding with all the expensive rings,
Huge ice sculptures spelling out yo name, white doves flying,
Tears without the pain.
I'm standing at the alter you walking down the lane
The whole church crying while the choir sing.
75 thousand dresses expensive champagne
I'm just playing baby
This is the year of the lover
[Lil Wayne]
Now I can put your ass out, ohhh
Keep running your mouth
And if yo brothers come trippin ima show em wat dese teardrops bout
Shawty I was just playing
Ohh but I can take you to the Caymen... islands
Have you screamin' and hollerin'
We gone be making... Love on the beach
The people see what we doin
Awww they pointin' and oooo'in
Ohh but we gone keep on doing... it
Like it's just me and you and no one else around
It went down on the balcony,
And her legs are open how Sweet,
Shawty like a model out da Penthouse Sheets,
That's why I got her on my Penthouse Sheets.
[Andre 3000]
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see round town and
I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling
Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island
Peninsula maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy
Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap no lookin back
Spaceships dont come equipped with rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
Im so like a Pip, Im glad its night
So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon high, jump the broom
Like a premie out the womb
My partner yellin "Too soon! Dont do it! Reconsider!
Read some litera - ture on the subject
You sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac - tic
If that bitch do you dirty
we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent
Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar
I know you aint a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya
Keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Aye, keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part
[Common]
Are we living in a dream world?
Are your eyes still green girl?
I know your sick and tired of arguing
But you can't keep it bottled in
Jealousy, we got to swallow it
Your heart and mind baby follow it
Smile, happiness you could model it
And when you feel opposite
I just want you to know
Your whole being is beautiful
Im going to do the best I can do
Cause I'm the best when I'm with you
You help me to discovery me
I just want you to put trust in me
I kind of laugh when you cuss at me
The aftermath is you touching me
It's destiny to we connected girl
You and I we can affect the world
I'm tired of the fast lane
I want you to have my last name
Dear Anne lyrics - Lil Wayne
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write with the light from the lamp on my nightstand
With my pen in my right hand
And that's also my mic hand
Codeine in the sprite can
Ink on the white pad
And I'm thinking of life, Anne
And wrong and right, Anne
And sometimes I'm right
And sometimes I might
Ca-can I find the light?
Still my rhymes are bright
So I continue my plan
And I'm sure (shore) like white sand
That they'll be price payin'
Before my flight land
But still, I want to see more than my sight can
Adore, so I can't ignore
What I want anymore
So I just go, you can call me the Gore
And oh yeah
I got a girl, she act like I owe her
And um, sometimes it seems like I just don't know her
And yeah, the relationship is starting to feel like a chore
But I really hope I'm not starting to bore
Page 1.
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write you this letter
I hope everything's grand
I hope everyone's good
I hope everybody's praying
I hope – hold up baby, let me switch hands
See, lately I've been dealing with a lot of shit Anne
It's burning me and I can't get out of this pan
And every time I look there's a problem with this man
But I ain't tryna expose, I'm just tryna expand
But your support held me up like kickstands
And I'm also being more careful in how I pick friends
And I'm tryna stay up out them chick's pants
[Laughs] but, I just can't
But, on another note, this ain't just another note
This is more than a rap
This is more of an oath
And I know you're wondering what this letter is for
And I'm just hoping that you read this far
Page 2
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 3:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
By now you probably think I'm portraying who I'm saying
And sometimes I wish I wasn't him, but I am
And it's people like you that make me proud of what I am
Hey, you are the shit
Damn, pardon the gram (grammar)
But it's like you make me feel like I'm a part of the fam
And shit, when my life be like some sort of exam
It's a jungle out there- lions, horses and rams
Shit, as I sit and wait for the war to began
I-I just think of you, then I'm rewarded again
Anne, with you, is where my artistry can
Anne, so with you is where a part of me stands
Anne, I hope I see you in the stands
Anne, because you know I understand
Anne, and I'm sorry about Stan
So I wrote this to say I'm your number 1 fan.
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write with the light from the lamp on my nightstand
With my pen in my right hand
And that's also my mic hand
Codeine in the sprite can
Ink on the white pad
And I'm thinking of life, Anne
And wrong and right, Anne
And sometimes I'm right
And sometimes I might
Ca-can I find the light?
Still my rhymes are bright
So I continue my plan
And I'm sure (shore) like white sand
That they'll be price payin'
Before my flight land
But still, I want to see more than my sight can
Adore, so I can't ignore
What I want anymore
So I just go, you can call me the Gore
And oh yeah
I got a girl, she act like I owe her
And um, sometimes it seems like I just don't know her
And yeah, the relationship is starting to feel like a chore
But I really hope I'm not starting to bore
Page 1.
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write you this letter
I hope everything's grand
I hope everyone's good
I hope everybody's praying
I hope – hold up baby, let me switch hands
See, lately I've been dealing with a lot of shit Anne
It's burning me and I can't get out of this pan
And every time I look there's a problem with this man
But I ain't tryna expose, I'm just tryna expand
But your support held me up like kickstands
And I'm also being more careful in how I pick friends
And I'm tryna stay up out them chick's pants
[Laughs] but, I just can't
But, on another note, this ain't just another note
This is more than a rap
This is more of an oath
And I know you're wondering what this letter is for
And I'm just hoping that you read this far
Page 2
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 3:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
By now you probably think I'm portraying who I'm saying
And sometimes I wish I wasn't him, but I am
And it's people like you that make me proud of what I am
Hey, you are the shit
Damn, pardon the gram (grammar)
But it's like you make me feel like I'm a part of the fam
And shit, when my life be like some sort of exam
It's a jungle out there- lions, horses and rams
Shit, as I sit and wait for the war to began
I-I just think of you, then I'm rewarded again
Anne, with you, is where my artistry can
Anne, so with you is where a part of me stands
Anne, I hope I see you in the stands
Anne, because you know I understand
Anne, and I'm sorry about Stan
So I wrote this to say I'm your number 1 fan.
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
Dear Summer lyrics - Lil Wayne
Dear Summer,
Yeah, suffix people, you know, you, you, you already, yeah, come on
Kickin rocks on the block tellin all the old g's
I be coming for your spot when your not looking
Hot cooking momma got it on the kitchen table
I thank God we were always able to
Get the leather couch, big screen, cable too
Nintendo when good grades came through
Then the cooked k's came through
Some soft some stepped on but we kept on
And I slept with the work plenty nights thought I heard
Niggas coming thought I saw the cop lights but
I was dreaming, then I woke, the junkies was still feenin
N I had coke so I had hope u may say that is wrong
But I ain't talkin to ya child I'm talkin to this song
I'm just doing the walk down memory lane
If I crash just pick up my brain
And yes, my nikkas the same, but they quicker to bang
And if they do then I'm the nikka u blame, so I shoot first anyway
And I would do the honors anyday
And tell your honor he a bitch to his face
And whip through the state like I whip through the A
Show ya ass how to take 4 and get 8
And it don't take 4 nikkas to get straight
The only hot boy even off this plate
Young weezy baby, that's what ya bitch say
Give her ass a location and a template
Show her how to work the innerstate
Stop working with that thinner weight
Get ya breaks fixed
Stop playin, cause all we know is gunplay
Trip while you full and my clip gon be empty
When the stomachs get empty anythings tempting
Ain't nobody safe when it's for the kid's sake
Hurricane wipe the south like a earthquake
We tryna save face but we ain't got a place
To stay, so they made us evacuate, we on our way pussies
We eat no cake
Ya'll notice when you see us put your jewels up
Put your cars, put your clothes, put your shoes up
It's that serious, homie, pick the news up
It wasn't good nikka, think about the hood nikka...
The people who ain't, never had shit, ain't gon neva have shit
Bullshit cause they still gon try to manage nikkas doin anything
Like God gon understand them
But please understand us, nikkas with money lost mansions
Nikkas with nothing lost families
Lives lost in traffic, brought it up to the attic, there goes the stashes
But a nikka got passion
Even though the bounce back seeming like magic
Shit, but call me sick freak
Watch how I turn one k to a hundred g's
Yeah, dear summer, summer breeze
Summer please know I live for ya
Throw on the wifebeater, let back the lid for ya
A few years I prolly hear from ya
But now I'm here for ya
I know nikkas that shed a tear for ya
Behind bars tryna get to ya
They prolly never see ya
It's that real talk if you ever heard it homie
Shit hurt so much might have to hurt ya homie
No commercial no frontin no curve on it
No cut, tell life so what
The drought's in not only white slowed up
The weed slowed up we can't even roll up
Fuck, put it in the money too, but that's the last thing cause hustle is what we do
Hustle with what, how we getting on
Where he sittin at, what he sittin on
Stand up if you know it's true
The end of the world cumin and my city the proof
There, and this is after disaster, this ain't rap dis a recap
Stepping of the g4 still strapped
Bust ya head in the air that's a skycap
Have my car pick me up where I arrive at
Drop the work off cause it don't go where I reside at
Garbage bags filled up with dollas
Dead presidents, gotta dump the bodies
Birdman, as long as we gon eat, then everyone eat off me
Feet off ground, fingers to the stars, reach
And I'm a get death through these balls, believe me
I'm down for the cause, even, when everything paused, I proceeded
I'm a leader, meet the son of Jacida, fuck the world not the people, there.
Yeah, suffix people, you know, you, you, you already, yeah, come on
Kickin rocks on the block tellin all the old g's
I be coming for your spot when your not looking
Hot cooking momma got it on the kitchen table
I thank God we were always able to
Get the leather couch, big screen, cable too
Nintendo when good grades came through
Then the cooked k's came through
Some soft some stepped on but we kept on
And I slept with the work plenty nights thought I heard
Niggas coming thought I saw the cop lights but
I was dreaming, then I woke, the junkies was still feenin
N I had coke so I had hope u may say that is wrong
But I ain't talkin to ya child I'm talkin to this song
I'm just doing the walk down memory lane
If I crash just pick up my brain
And yes, my nikkas the same, but they quicker to bang
And if they do then I'm the nikka u blame, so I shoot first anyway
And I would do the honors anyday
And tell your honor he a bitch to his face
And whip through the state like I whip through the A
Show ya ass how to take 4 and get 8
And it don't take 4 nikkas to get straight
The only hot boy even off this plate
Young weezy baby, that's what ya bitch say
Give her ass a location and a template
Show her how to work the innerstate
Stop working with that thinner weight
Get ya breaks fixed
Stop playin, cause all we know is gunplay
Trip while you full and my clip gon be empty
When the stomachs get empty anythings tempting
Ain't nobody safe when it's for the kid's sake
Hurricane wipe the south like a earthquake
We tryna save face but we ain't got a place
To stay, so they made us evacuate, we on our way pussies
We eat no cake
Ya'll notice when you see us put your jewels up
Put your cars, put your clothes, put your shoes up
It's that serious, homie, pick the news up
It wasn't good nikka, think about the hood nikka...
The people who ain't, never had shit, ain't gon neva have shit
Bullshit cause they still gon try to manage nikkas doin anything
Like God gon understand them
But please understand us, nikkas with money lost mansions
Nikkas with nothing lost families
Lives lost in traffic, brought it up to the attic, there goes the stashes
But a nikka got passion
Even though the bounce back seeming like magic
Shit, but call me sick freak
Watch how I turn one k to a hundred g's
Yeah, dear summer, summer breeze
Summer please know I live for ya
Throw on the wifebeater, let back the lid for ya
A few years I prolly hear from ya
But now I'm here for ya
I know nikkas that shed a tear for ya
Behind bars tryna get to ya
They prolly never see ya
It's that real talk if you ever heard it homie
Shit hurt so much might have to hurt ya homie
No commercial no frontin no curve on it
No cut, tell life so what
The drought's in not only white slowed up
The weed slowed up we can't even roll up
Fuck, put it in the money too, but that's the last thing cause hustle is what we do
Hustle with what, how we getting on
Where he sittin at, what he sittin on
Stand up if you know it's true
The end of the world cumin and my city the proof
There, and this is after disaster, this ain't rap dis a recap
Stepping of the g4 still strapped
Bust ya head in the air that's a skycap
Have my car pick me up where I arrive at
Drop the work off cause it don't go where I reside at
Garbage bags filled up with dollas
Dead presidents, gotta dump the bodies
Birdman, as long as we gon eat, then everyone eat off me
Feet off ground, fingers to the stars, reach
And I'm a get death through these balls, believe me
I'm down for the cause, even, when everything paused, I proceeded
I'm a leader, meet the son of Jacida, fuck the world not the people, there.
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