Lyrics:
defense
That's 2 or 3 and I'm zonin'
Got money like I cloned it
Your bitch came through and I owned it
Rims on the Caddy and I ice-cream coned it
it, act a ass wit it
Ya gotta back ya ass wit it, act a ass wit it
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
See now when Lil Wayne put that dick down
Biznites can't even
I could do
I'ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool
(chorus [Lil' Wayne])
You lil boyz better ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
wit 'em, I'ont neva raw these niggas
More money than 'em, I'ma son all these niggas
I ain't shoppin' but it's like I gotta store these niggas
Put 'em
drive by
Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money
, salute (yeah, uh)
It's Young Money, salute
So sick with the flow
Yeah, your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Been a pro way before Romo, no T.O
No
the people to know, part 2 is coming soon
Lil Wayne the greatest, Young Money, pon your head
the kindness in your heart for Wayne
His entire life, he gave you what there was to gain
I watched this whole debacle so I'm part to blame
Last request, can
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
crazy
[Verse 3: (Lil Wayne)]
(Weezy) She used to be (she used to be the sweetest girl)
She used to be the sweetest girl ever
Now she like sour ameretta
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
shoot it pocket corner eight (yeah)
Money in the Chase, big weight by the waist (woah)
If she got a fat ass, put the icing on the cake (ice)
I'm
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
Lil Wayne: yea, I no, elz talk to them
[Hook 2x]
When the levees broke
when the planes hit
whats going on ma nigga
You know the same shit
After
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
Gadsden, Alabama
My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids
You ain't know I gotta go
Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money
To the money
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Nigga I ain't got a money printer
So for
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
[Lil' Wayne]
What, what what, what, huh
Huh, huh, Big Tymers, huh
Better act like you know it
I be comin wit' it
And you saw Wayne from a distance
yo oohh (ayy)
Ay yo oo ohh
(So I'ma spit in your face)
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
And crazy's what they callin' me, but crazy isn't hardly what I am
Try
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop
If you try then you gon die, on fire, cause I'm so high watch how we burn this city
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)
(Uh Huh.. Uh Huh Yea Yea)
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