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sight
Phone bright
Playing music keepin' on
Keep it on all night
Like
Lil Wayne rappin' 'bout a bitch keepin' on fuckin' porch lights
Bright like
Right

on pills (chill) 
I lost Shanayna to that shit, it still don't feel real
Standin' over her, shakin' my head, wipin' Damiyah tears (uh)
She takin' it

Man, get the fuck away from us
We don't want nothin' but money
We some family men,  we gettin' this paper
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
And I had

Stand Up

Lil Wayne

Best Thing Smokin, Vol. 17

2008

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

Stand Up

Lil Wayne

Down and Dirty, Vol. 32

2008

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

all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be

ain't New Orleans
I seen my homies flippin'
They just gettin' money
Young nigga I'm so hungry
But I'm eatin' fat meals
We takin' private trips, but i eat

can Reason
With the top dawgs, bring two sides together
Making sure they affected by my Cozz's
If you ain't notice yeah, we all in
Lord forced us 'pon

everything, lil' bitch, everything, lssago

Now you hogtied, bitch, we gon' leave you on the floor
We not takin' shit off ya, and you better not ask' no more

but got no sales
And oh well, even though Kells on 'Hotel'
We met like twice over 15 years ago
I barely know Kells
But know Kells dealin' wit'
Some

Gangsta Gangsta

N.W.A

Greatest Hits

1996

time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
Ren said, "Let's start some shit!"
I got a shotgun, and here's the plot
Takin' niggas out

more expensive shit
Brody got caught by the law, now he on criminal offensive shit
Look how we ball, got so far, I just be on impressive shit
Hit him up,

wanna see me let the chopper bang, yeah
Get this bitch jumping like Shabba Ranks, ooh
What's a Lil Pump to a rocket flame, yeah
Turn your pink dreads

loosely
Tired of people thinkin' they can use me, whoever doubtin' you'll see
No I can't hang with you fools, no we don't play by the rules
Really ain't

by and so do ghosts
Sneezing diseasing over the same faults
In the making I been waiting to launch I don’t toss
Bitches be having more interest in

it cost
Bitch I be stay goin' higher
Man this shit my whole attire (like what)
This shit my whole attire
We finna bring that lil bitch from the lot

since I was born and
Think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all about a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that
Young money like lil wayne

this time
Jay Rock and All My Life hit the airwaves
We almost got into some major
Beef over Lil’ Wayne
That part I'mma leave out
Theres certain things

Chea you could get got on the spot
Shot in the club parking lot from the AK
I’m shootin’ ‘till the trigger get hot, ahh
Pull my sleeve over my hand

Down Here

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

(Y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga, why'kno about the Hot Boys nigga)
Nigga say New Orleans fake, nigga better fear down here
We have mo' muders than

Lil' one so take heave
I ain't gonna stop until all
Of you bitches leave
You mothafuckin' right I got a complex
You mothafuckin' right I'm takin' hit's

Eyes wide open can't ya see me
Shine a light cause I be beamin'
Join the cult. I'm Illuminati
Luminati lu-lu-lu-luminati
I'm takin over. My names in

city
Takin' flights
Be in Las Vegas over night
Chillin' with Lo Jack
Sippin' on cognac
Goin' to casinos
Gamblin' with the young ninos
Loosin' 20 Gs worth

the grass
How you get caught by a Cobra?
Freaky lil bitch want me put it inside of her ass, bitch can you not bend over?
Twenty two thousand I'm finna go