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Wayne Fontana and the Mindbenders/It's Wayne Fontana and the Mindbenders (Wayne Fontana and the Mindbenders) · Ride Ride Ride: Live in Concert (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Ride, Ride (Lynn Anderson) · Wayne Wonder & Sanchez (Wayne Wonder & Sanchez) · Penthouse Flashback Series: Wayne Wonder, Vol. 1 (Wayne Wonder) · Wayne Wonder (Wayne Wonder) · Wayne Wonder (Wayne Wonder) · Standard Wonder: The Music of Stevie Wonder (Dave Pietro) · Tales of Wonder: Celebrating Stevie Wonder (Nnenna Freelon) · Wonder Wonder (Edith Frost) – and 90 other albums »


love
(Yo Wayne Wonder, you ready to talk to the girls, let's go)

[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]
I will be knockin by the time me come
Wayne Wonder what's up?!)
For the gangsters, for the gangsters

[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder]
Anything goes when we ride (When we ride)
Even with my little
around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house

(Hook [Lil Wayne])
dem go slide (Slide)
Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride

[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh
Wayne Wonder what's up?!)
For the gangsters, for the gangsters

[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder]
Anything goes when we ride (When we ride)
Even with my little
I'm calling you daddy
Daddy
Can you be my daddy
Daddy
I need a daddy
Daddy
Would you be my daddy
Daddy
Come and make it wayne down on me
shining and ride fly? 
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys? 

Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove? 
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
shining and ride fly? 
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys? 

Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove? 
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
a nigga to jail
Cause they loving a freak

(Lil' Wayne)
In my section it be off the heezy
And my section's being represented by Lil' Weezy
What the deal
really ready?
No, I hit make 'em sick like a *choghs* bad cold
Lil Doogey and I ride the 4 by 4 shh 
Nigga I'm too fast you can't slow my roll What
Um Wayne's World
I'm the cashier I change girls
You can go up my crane girl
And I'm a go down that drain girl
Hey ah midnight cowboy
My flow's
Cause I fight great, but wait
Here's the hottest joint on lockdown
Ready for release what they call a masterpiece
Covers are blown, known for keeping
Lil Wayne:
I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cause I'm coming 
With a oven by my stomach
I'm
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side 
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride 
I'm goin' down to Memphis
I'm headed down a highway, got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head; I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
(Believe that daddy)
Bet a hundred, shoot a hundred (Believe that daddy)
It's my block, I run it (Believe that daddy)
Got them 20's on ya ride (Believe
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis town
what greed thus learns

Ride, Gods of war,
death to the Vanir

Weapons of wonders
Crafted by dwarves
Clouds break from the sky

Fall to your
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride
I'm goin' down to memphis town to play
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side 
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride 
I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play
nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

One, two, three, four
We're ready to pull out and ride, ride, ride, ride. 
We're ready to pull out and ride, ride
take it slow we got the whole night, buckle up girl get ready for
This bumpy ride
Baby pull over
Are you ready
Yes I'm ready
This jeep is our bedroom
on do I know she fucked three of my dogs
I caught her walking out the alley down by the mall
She fucked Wayne, Juve, Turk I know she ain't got no walls
[Lil Wayne]
Fuck with me, you know what it is

[Chorus: x2]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this