Lyrics:
She a lil freak
That's how I like it though
The way she move them cheeks
Stop drop and roll
She a lil freaky
A lil freaky
She a lil freaky
A lil
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
I suc-ceed
Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'ma spit in ya face!!!
Kevin!
[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)]
Singing ay yo oo
[Lil Wayne]
What what what
I'ma flosser baby
Baller baby
A fifteen year old shot caller baby
I'm raised in the hood
In a all black call
Down
(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up")
(Love it, man)
(Pop-pop that)
(Pop-pop that)
I'ma be your freak any time or place, any day
hell nah, I won't save you
Okay, like hol' up, 'bout to reload
My career no cheat code
I'm 20 in my beast mode
My lil' baby a freak hoe
Keep that low you
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look at my roni
Yeah look at my boots
Look at my jeans
Yeah look at my crew
I'm on my John Wayne shit like I'm a cowboy
John Wayne
Me and Lil Wayne keep it real like we supposed to
It's a few niggas carros (???) that i get close to
Any other I put a slug above their shoulder
It
to the function, bitch I feel like Bruce Wayne
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
forget tha west side, Bankhead what up
... (gangsta grizzile!) shout to Adams Vile,
shout out to ma nigga Taylor Road,
[Lil Wayne:]
Hay my name Wayne
Everybody know my name
Meek Milly flow is flames
Plus I got that fireman
Puffas call me Lil Wayne
Can you tell who I'm inspired by?
Can you tell, can you
by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh i got yo out
Without a doubt i got you out
[Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
They
a good sight
A nigga be drowning got caught by the tide
She a lil freak, she a lil freak
She gone get on her knees
She gone suck like a leech
Imma sneak me
gettin' insane
Shout out Mike Hill, shout out Lil Wayne
They just freak him, now that's the game
Know ever since her grandma died, this shit ain't been
A nigga that wanna go get that new Lexus jeep
Lil Wayne,
Uh-huh, what kinda nigga got 10 round his neck, wha?
20 on his wrist, ha?
Money by the stretch ha?
the rain, never tit for tat
Wait, she a freak up in them sheets
When she need some pleasure, she gon' always come to me
Dick up in her gut, she my lil' slut,
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
down to Shaw, fuck all of y'all
As we bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes, on threes)
We can freak it (uh-huh)
Freak if you want to (say what)
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
doin' for me
My lil personal freak
Put that work in' that pussy squirt on me
Ware her out Use up all our energy
Fuck and smoke til the morning' like
baby making
Gotta chop that freak sitting next to me
Bitch look like some nialating
Hey sunday morning 'round eleven roll by interupting in
[Lil Wayne talking]
Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya'know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at 'em dogg
[Petey Pablo]
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
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