Lyrics:
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
gonna wanna be
I know you love it when you're holding me
Put it down you won't wanna leave
So tell me whats on lil babe
Its been so long lil babe
This
move your key by the crawler
I'm the one sippin' weight couch the balla
You'll niggas is hustlin' backwards
Come see me withcha all
They don't wanna
Southside lil Kici
I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leanin in they seat
Smokin swisha
Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
. Knox. (music turned off)
There’s no limit to the imagination and human ingenuity. We are living in a wonderful time, Mr. Knox. I think this Enrico Caruso
Lil Nick 'bout me I'm the one give him them heaters
How you know Nick?
That was my dawg, I used to hustle with his pops
Told you boss man, I'm from
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
the fuckin' Sean Combs dance, follow me now
Who wanna come test the kid?
Have your baby mama bless the team
Shit, I ain't even know she could twerk it like
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
ain't gotta know na na
Your my lil Christmas bae
Wanna ride on Santas sleigh yeah yeah
Us under mistletoe
Mrs. Clause ain't gotta know na na
Lil baddie
Mr Mr
Mr do you hear me
Mr. Wankerman
I get so tired
Of your shit yes I do
Mr. Wankerman
You got no respect no no
You're selfish yes you
a hit
Call me Mr. Put it on
Bitch I'm shittin' in a fit
Call me Mr. Barred up
Got shit on lock when I spit
It's big whooo?
It's big SE7EN lil' bitch
Call
I wanna ride your Harley
I wanna ride your Harley
I wanna ride your Harley
I wanna ride your Harley
I wanna ride your Harley
I wanna ride your
too
Okay, everybody meet Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yep, yeah you too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay,
to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important
ready to fuck
Look
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be the bartender,
got dark.
She took me inside and when the door shut,
Next thing you know, I had my nuts in her butt, uh.
I wanna bitch that's down to fuck right
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
a little bit Mr Rockson
Mr Rockson Mr Rockson
Plenty unknown sailors
Enter our waters
None of them know
How deep It runs; ''Welcome to the Penhouse''
Ooo
can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant
I came in here on business
I, I, I came in here
too much
I've seen enough, I have seen enough, to know that I have seen too much
See 'cause Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
By then it
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