Lyrics:
cook us up some lobster
We gon call up all the mobsters
We gon get this party poppin
Bruce Wayne
Moving fast like the flash or Usain
I can't cuff her nah
peace, Wayne Head and Purp, them boys down to earth
She know I'm a beast in every angle, you can call me Kurt
Flipped her over by her ankles, locked her
complications
This bitch tryna fuck, just drop yo location
Not tryna fuck then I'm fucking yo friend
We spin on his block then we spinning again
Vynce Wayne stay
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
Swerve on 'em, niggas gotta nerve
a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up, Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane, vroom
Swerve on 'em, niggas gotta nerve
a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne
And this 458 don't do the lil lane - vroom
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
ride
Ayy, I got a high school flame
They call me The Wayne
Been fuckin' her since a freshmen
And the pussy the same
Man, that remind of this hoe in Jr
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
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
the Rockaway
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood but my gang with me
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Lil Wayne
I was
Hey God is this the one?
I just want you take us far
This lil thotty stuck in my thoughts
Like whoa, i'm yours right now yeah
You can do what you want,
taste her pussy, memorabilia
Backpack full of artillery, one me
No equivalent
These niggas acting like lil bitches
I don’t understand this shit
Like you
Make a quick advance yeah
We gone take it back and show you how this shit began yeah
I listened to Lil Wayne's discography
And it made me want to drop
It's breaktime
[Lil Wayne:]
But I never take a break
I never take a break till I see heaven on the gates
I stick that metal in ya face and now they call
a milli call me Carter like a nigga Wayne
Glory road I don't need no fame
30 for 30
Never let my money get dirty
My niggas grinding they gon score for
a millionaire (Ow)
Be a millionaire, be a, Be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Oh)
Have a baby by me,
her with a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin' at me sayin', "Lil' Howard, you weak"
But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I
'm her dude
Chasin' all these bags yeah, I'm gettin' to this cash
But when I really blow yeah, y'all niggas gon' be mad
I fucked one time now her son call
be like say, "He small girl he workin wit somethin"
I'm Lil' Wayne on fire, I'll smash on your boo
I got a Hot Girl bangin, what's the matter wit you?
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