Lyrics:
pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
I'ma crush that ass
Lil Wayne - "Pop Bottles"
3:01 Rage Against the Machine - "Freedom"
3:02 Birdman and Lil Wayne - "Pop Bottles"
3:02 Aaliyah featuring Timbaland - "We
hard? Why they put
Wayne head all on my shirt?
I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil' Turk
He just caught 30
That shit'll make me go berserk
Punchline, I
on a fan (wow)
Fuck you and your man, y'all get popped like a Xan' (grraow)
Got heat on my waist, I could give 'em a tan
I love my lil' hitters, they
get chopped
Lil' Wayne got a mask no face, no case
Let the Choppa scream, Ghostface
You say you Gonna rob me, No Way
Cut a nigga like grass, Jose
I'm
you for fun
Your daddy got robbed by Top, you Stunna and Wayne, like father, like son
Anthony set up the plays, Kojo be chargin' you double for
[Baby]
For sure, lil' one
Off top, playboy
Look here
These lil' young jive motherfuckers just jumpin' off the porch
[B.G.]
Let me at 'em
[Baby]
For sure, lil' one
Off top, playboy
Look here
These lil' young jive motherfuckers just jumpin' off the porch
[B.G.]
Let me at 'em
And they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch
(Lil' Wayne)
She a doggy
It's ironic
They all wanna sound the same
Lil imitations Waynes
Shits lame
In no way iKhanik
I guess in a certain way
I'm the product
Of the certain
Bruce like Wayne, meets Bruce like Lee
Meets '02 Lil Wayne, in a new white tee
Meets KD, ain't no nigga that can shoot like me! BLAOW
Nigga why you
said, we surrounded by ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Whoa whoa whoa
Now I'm shining baby glossing
Big tymin stuntin and flossing
Lamborghini
Kan'
He all the same
Flow like Lil Wayne on Tha Carter
And I'm signed to the Carter faculty
'Cause the Roc is in back of me
Actually, that look like
you black though, you work hard and never live in a castle
You get called the N-word by an asshole
Cops harass they trying to dismantle
So lil Tommy
Got a big God oh my Lord I'm on the way
Bout to heat up got to eat up that's a lil' cake
Why you talk bout God go so hard that's what they say
Look in
Swerve the E-class off the Turnpike but we okay
They were twerking in Melissas But it's okay
Heat the pasta for I bust up with The 38
Lifestyle we
will learn
You ca play with Lil' Wayne
And yo' block get burned
You must love to go swimmin'
Cause tha water gets deeper
See I bust you wide open
Wayne
I swear by my word and that shits where I stand
I ain't no regular man (Jmc)
I'm counting irregular bands (Rose)
I told em I had a plan
Like Whitney
and hop out
Then it's up and it stuck Like I popped a lil pill
My nigga
I know it's beef (Yeah bitch)
I know it's beef (Yeah bitch)
But u will do nothin'
on an breakin' me off by the end of the night
You can ride with me
Cause I like ya Simmon's jeans
Ain't tryin' to make a love scene
Truly I just want you
yea like my name is Sam Puckett
Play with my diamonds like they are a puppet
Rappin on these beats like Wayne Wayne Wayne Wayne
And you know im bout
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
silence like a Lil Wayne G
You can't silence me
And on me where your iris be
And following me sirens be
Silence please
I got a couple things to say that
Discuss these heat by lil wayne Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In