Lyrics:
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne
Soon as I step in this bitch I had to run it
Run it with n**** that go on missions like the army
Get it how you live if you ain't got no other option
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
Watch wit no hands and I still move this hoe
It's foolish joe
Rogan rolling potent
Show me my opponent
Wayne in 06
Feeling cold just like the coat
come by here
They get it just like them niggaz who ain't from by here
Yeah, and I'm extra bout it
If I get in beef I do something about it before I
on the dick
Like a Spy Kid, I need Cartier lens, yeah
She can pick me or she can fuck my friends
Feel like Lil Wayne, pulling right up in a big body benz
All my
Big loud bass shake the whole car
Gun on me ’cause I don’t know y’all
Short nigga but I’ma stand tall
Gotta nasty lil’ bitch and she bent over
All I
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or
If I was with somebody else
You don't understand
She make the people say yeah, yeah
years
Since Lil Wayne came up in the game and took the beers
In ninety-nine, I turn on the TV, said who the fuck is this
Rap extraterrestrial, spitting
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
Lil Wayne
Spat it to my friends at lunch tables and then
By the end of the verse the smiles on their face were
Big grins they liked what I wrote
That
Niggas round the world think they wanna bang
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil' Wayne
I'm too west coast for the west coast
Too fresh nose to suritos
you bout this game i know
You keep flippin dough homie you'll be ridin the flyest nigga
[Chorus: Birdman (Lil Wayne)]
Well let me take to to the neck
cool Pussy ass nigga ain't on it for real
I'm sippin lean, i dont pop no pill You not 5L bitch, we can't even chill
Bad lil hoe, yeah she still in school
with a billion
Everything changed when we came in the building
Having this paper, one hell of a feeling
Fuck with Lil Durk and my niggas start killing
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga that paid the cost
I really don't give a damn
'Cause I ain't the one who's gonna take the loss
'm mothafuckin' gone
Ain't no signs that I'm stowin',
Though I'm knowin' that I'm wrong, bring it on
Out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
Need a new pair
Nigga I would die for this shit
I ain't think id ever be alive for this shit
Used to want friends by my side
Now I'm realizing
People leave you out to dry
Carter, Lil Wayne,
I was out here running bricks, Saint James
I was raised from the city cold behind Bars
Took six three, perk sixteen bars
Where cops pull
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
nigga (What)
And hell yeah you know it's Long Live Den Wayne, nigga (Ugh)
Yeah nigga, I ain't with all of that fuck shit (Nope)
I'll slap a nigga down
Dont you wanna
Talk about it a lil bit
Floss for a lil bit
'Cause i'm just getting right into the thick of it
Here's a story, guess who's telling it
like Lil Wayne y'all I'm sorry for the wait
Yeah yeah
Feel like Lil Wayne y'all I'm sorry for the wait
Yeah yeah
Life ain't working out for you you're
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