Lyrics:
don't wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne, that's what they gotta say or mention
I'm like Nevada
Yeah Yeah
S-Wayne we in the house yeah
NFE we in the house yeah yeah
No favors everything you do for me
I done for you.
Yeah
Let's go
Ah ah
Well its
chicken wang, MGK, Igg' czae'
Lil Pump, Lil Xan imitate Lil Wayne
I should aim at everybody in the game, pick a name
Stay humble
But I heard rumblings
I
like shaq (Gimmie Det)
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets Det
Krismas money went straight to da pack (Fuck)
Made a band had ta bring 4 back
Flip Da Lil Band
of my single-wide door
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them things look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne Bush
I don't cook my shit,
Free lil' Pluto, where lil' Pluto 'dem? (I need to speak to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury) mob
One, two, three, four, bitch niggas gotta go
small
It's a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball
[Lil Wayne]
No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin'
I'll need training pay
I'm feeling like the faculty
Get tours of some spaces on the first Floor
I'd rather pay a lil more for the Balcony
Ayo Ratio
I'm
In this bitch with D Weave and we making amends
I call up Vynce Wayne cause she said bring a friend
This bitch said she love me, wasn't her man
This
years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin' to say you're out there dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say lil nigga listen
Before you grab the mic
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
[Lil' Boosie]
Ugh! We dropped again on you bitch ass, niggaz! (Laughing)
Every album like a bird!
If you buy Trill shit
Then you buy that real shit!
small
It's a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball
[Lil Wayne]
No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin'
bitch made this shit hot
3rd album I'm bout to drop
Better go cop may just get stopped by a cop
This shit like corn bout to pop
I'm so electrifying I may
[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is
[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
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
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
shit like a game
Have her pop pussy but I'm not Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
All blacked out like I'm Bruce Wayne
I threw you the oop just slam it like King
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
Bitch, you could get left, so bitch, get me right, you gotta impress me
Lil' bitch walking 'round with her titties out like she gon' breastfeed
Police
struggle when I started
But I moved on regardless
With my squad yeah we skating
She be waving I'm assuming
Tats on her face like Lil Wayne
Champagne on my
all black like Bruce Wayne
Put on a beat I'm gon' eat it like Cici's
Diamonds on me round my neck double VV
Stay in the lab with a blonde Dee-Dee
Louis
And the name be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squatting things
With them twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond
years
Since Lil Wayne came up in the game and took the beers
In ninety-nine, I turn on the TV, said who the fuck is this
Rap extraterrestrial, spitting
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