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bitches all around the world gettin' laid
They screamin' out my name I got bitches elevated sayin' Lil Wayne
I ain't no bitch, I get checks, bitch I get big

the Mac-10 out
Bat gon smack em
Chapter black, he blackin out
Find out
Find out why the fuck I'm the best around
Elevated by this chop that bring them down
I

the niggro, not a Mexican
I want to make sure that I ask you personally
Do you want to say anything to the court
All right then, having been found guilty
Beyond

O15 we've got matching whips and matching whores
I feel like a black Bruce Wayne all black fit, Lambo doors
Bad girl from Sudan, she don't fuck with

Now we living doing good
Spend a bag Ruth Chris, uh

Life wasn't easy, got me a milli' lil weezy (What, what)
Pop me a perc, that shit got me feelin'

won't speak on that nigga
We could really get you hit or set up by a lil' bitch nigga
Better stay up in ya lane fore' you get split now lil' nigga, aye

be really sneaky
All the times we have, forever I'll cherish
We'll go down together, we stayin' in Paris

I want to be in a fandom with you
Baby girl,

gon tell me what they want cause they tryna get in mental
Said they got a pistol nigga you ain't even a killer
Said bombs on his head now we dropping

where the wraps, he said yeah gang we used them
Next nigga, claim that he too fed, shots right at his fitted
My lil' brother feel like Wayne, cause that

Money's in charge, yes
It´s Lil' Wayne but the moneys enlarged
Priorities, Young Money and God
Now they want to know how I
Be getting money on Mars
Because

get it, I betcha love it baby
I'll play the daddy and you can play the momma
So we can get down on the living room floor
Is ya wit it? I promise I won't

it's a movie
She a bad lil cutie
Walked up like she knew me
Saw me dripped in the Gucci
Pop bottles my niggas we certified
Lift up that dress n she open

the pucci gown
Her mood start swinging like it's a playground
That lil bitch love me or love me not
Ima make that bitch feel my pain
Like lil Wayne
Ima make

Had to climb a couple gates
Death before dishonor
Me and you, we can't relate
Get a lil bread 
Now them birdies want a taste
No disrespect
Cause

don't think about fronting (Bah!)
And my niggas came with me, everybody bussing
Glock on my hip and them niggas like talking
Groupie lil boy and we pull

Asshole

Denis Leary

No Cure for Cancer

1993

won't make a lick of difference because we've got the bombs, okay?! John Wayne's not dead - he's frozen. And as
soon as we find the cure for cancer we

High speed chase
Two double-o on a new Mulsanne
Everything black looking like Bruce Wayne
No surfboard but I am the new wave
Tell these niggas to get

bombs away
Bow
Oops it was a headshot
Yeah she got me leaking
Lil Weezy like the bed rock
Doot
Doot
Doot
I don't think I'm breathing in this head lock

bombs away
Bow
Oops it was a headshot
Yeah she got me leaking
Lil Weezy like the bed rock
Doot
Doot
Doot
I don't think I'm breathing in this head lock

with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by

Shoot out the roof
Proof
Back in the building
Yeah man
Been a minute, haha
Back in the building
Feel like lil weezy I don't got no ceilings
Think that you

(Skrt)
Lil mama' she want Fredo
you can have him
Bad lil bitch, she spazzin'
Say you want me in your mattress
Couple shots of casa, we can make that

Yeah, the tint so dark on the whip you can't see me in
I'm finna drop soon, where the fuck the OBGYN
We up on the score, these lil niggas got beat by

I'm wearin' with respect, I want your chain, I'll tear it from your neck
I'm from the east side, them niggas over there be movin' Fent' (we outside)