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percs
all these drugs in my body goin berserk)
Put a jigga in ya tongue, Chase it with some Hennessy, light a blunt
We gettin fucked up tonight
Cough

I came to spit rhymes just cuz I was bored
If I ain't spittin I'm prolly just doin my chores
Or prolly gettin lyrically higher than a weed head in

(Mm)
Stick on me like Wayne (Mm)
Stick on me like Wayne (Hey)
I just did some magic, took your ho
David Blaine (Uh, uh)

Crack in my set, I came from

Lil' Wayne]
So you say you ready to hustle,
scuffle over a dollar, rumble over a bundle,
ready to bust over 2 dolars, ready to die for 5,
ready

a
Hundred-fifty-thousand if they book me
Lookin' ovеr my shoulder
That's why I got soldiers holdin' me ovеr
Tote two Glocks in the Rover
Parked down by the river
Gettin

right
Now like I'm Trump (yeah)
Four by four when I pull up in truck
(Pull up)
Lil' nigga ain't gettin' to the money
Just shut up (Shh)

When I walk in

Got my paperwork, read it twice, lil' nigga, who hot?
Politickin' in the feds, did some time for a lil' oohwop
Baby mama said I'm crazy, son think I'm

[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

Trigga Play

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

now woo the
B.G. straight duckin feds
On the real B.G.' bout bustin heads
On the real B.G. killin' chopters
Look in the sky flyin' by it's

Lights Off

Lil Wayne

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

To get it together
Cause I'm the tolas mario
And we down for whatever
Never underestimate or you goin under
Y'all keep on playing with Lil Wayne
But

don't bring me some keys or bring me fifty large

We gettin' money, man, I'll show you how to turn profit
In the hood they call me Joey the prophet

Hope You Niggas Sleep

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

close up with the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you

millionth wonder moves
Hot Boy like Wayne when I rise my boot
Blood leakin on these roots
Blood leaking on these shoes
Blood leaking on these Airforces
Lil

her up like a gun in her spleen
My name is Lil Wayne and I'm a microfiend!
Hit me again!

Alright I'm going back in like
B back on my 1, 2
Now watch me

bling
I'm a hot boy just like Lil Wayne
Cash money records, man, I need me a chain
Gettin' money like Slim and Birdman
I'm the best thing comin' up in

to punch me in my white face (yeah)
Keepin' up with me is like bringing
Shoes to a drag race
I got some much traction I'm
Gettin' sponsored by Firestone
I've

Mannie Fresh, Lil' Wayne and Turk
Baby and BG
The HB's with Strings on the cd-Its all gravy
Wait till you see us on TV
I'm Juvenile it ain't hard for you

Coast to Coast Gangstas

Sauce Money

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

Tear apart body parts when I spark nine
At they head hard lodged in they damn spine
Leaves emcee's like Christopher Reeves, crippled and cryin'
Shittin'

that bitch [x4]

[Lil' Jon:]
Ya'll bitches
Come on flexin' ass flauntin' ass niggas
My Niggas
Be some real ass treal ass niggas
Your niggas
Be some ho

you knowin' it's me
Go crazy on these beats while I'm smokin' some weed

I fuck on yo how and I whip on my cock
Yeah, she givin' me brain, lil' nigga

Lil Boat
(Bah, bah)
Gettin' low when the police comin'
D-R-A-C-O start dumpin' (Draco)
In Ruth's Chris sipping Wockesha
Minding my business, fuck them

bread, tryna be a lil sweet in the head
Like honey on top like that goblin from Terebithia's Bridge if you get me
Treat my people like brand new China like

ever step up
One by one I push 'em down
Fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound
Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground
I'm straight from a crooked town

they see me gettin' money
Now they blowin' up my phone
Lil' bitch I'm in my zone
Lil' bitch, lil' bitch I'm in my
Lil' bitch, lil' bitch I'm in my
Lil