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I'm stuntin like it's gon be one hot summers
(Lil' Wayne) Hay you young nigga
With money (thats me)
What you gon do with all that money
Stunt (when
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
a nigga to jail
Cause they loving a freak
(Lil' Wayne)
In my section it be off the heezy
And my section's being represented by Lil' Weezy
What the deal
a marble floor, uh
Used to buy weed by the corner store, uh
Buy a whole pint of some Master P, uh
I'ma roll me a Lil Romeo
Wait, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
these bitches I’m lovin the cash
Blowin that smoke
Lil nigga I live by the code
My flow is still cold
But nigga like bro
Woah
Nigga I know
Another Cash Money classic, ya heard me?
Birdman, Lil Wayne, ya heard?
Them niggas know they gangstas from the hood, ya heard me?
I'm a nigga out
toss em money no way they complain
Pour a pint in my 2 I feel like lil Wayne
Yeah
I feel like lil wayne
I could take the top off
Talking ‘bout millions
on the shelf
I got them M's by myself, hey
Forty bottles, fifty bitches
And forty mil' got this shit poppin'
We in the spot that shit's poppin'
Bruce Wayne
in the kitchen
Puttin' pots on the stove
The right pimps get drugs in lil rows
I was only 'bout 10 or 11 years old
I had to get in it fast
It was money
niggas be the craziest, these niggas do some shady shit
Niggas'll run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit, 40, I'm
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'm
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'm
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
poisonous like snake spit
And I gotta little money where my safe is
For my babys babys babys babys babys babys
Babys babys babys, baby!
My name is Lil Wayne
[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]
Lamborghini truck, trap house wishes (trap house wishes)
I step in I blew a bag, I see bitches blowin' kisses
All that pressure, it wasn't nothin'
they see me gettin' money
Now they blowin' up my phone
Lil' bitch I'm in my zone
Lil' bitch, lil' bitch I'm in my
Lil' bitch, lil' bitch I'm in my
Lil
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
Go by the name of Weezy F and
I'm walkin' out the Bally store with ten bags
Fly as a motherfucker girlie on my staple
Cause her friend say I'm
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
get 'em and then trick 'em like brrr stick 'em
see im the mistress he the president
his name lil wayne but thats irrelevent
yo millz ima grab that lil
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
sucker
Don't go below the navel
I'm up in Lil' Hatti
I'm blowin' on Jamaica
I'm in the pimper beemer
I'm with a salt shaker
Now I'm in Dade County
I see
sucker
Don't go below the navel
I'm up in Lil' Hatti
I'm blowin' on Jamaica
I'm in the pimper beemer
I'm with a salt shaker
Now I'm in Dade County
I see
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