Lyrics:
what? Takin' me for a joke, and watch me hurt cha
Boys there, they be commercial, I beat 'em 'til they purple
I'm a lil' bitty nigga, but I got a big
mouthpiece so beast like Delereese
I'm from the south streets of beast like Lil' Weez
E, F baby for the team I rep daily
I come to the defense like Jeff
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep your bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
I suc-ceed
Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'ma spit in ya face!!!
Kevin!
[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)]
Singing ay yo oo
really ready?
No, I hit make 'em sick like a *choghs* bad cold
Lil Doogey and I ride the 4 by 4 shh
Nigga I'm too fast you can't slow my roll What
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
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
me
I'm a real G., I'm real street, I'm a real beast, on Real beats
That K-Cutta it stay with me, lil boy Dont play with me
The reason why you niggas
[Lil Wayne]
What what what
I'ma flosser baby
Baller baby
A fifteen year old shot caller baby
I'm raised in the hood
In a all black call
Down
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh i got yo out
Without a doubt i got you out
[Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
They
y'all,
Where that sweet lil NOLA nigga go,
Tell yo mama that I'm full grown,
And leave my number by the home phone, 'know what's goin on,
This a glow up,
sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause un pause this
So keep your bitch ass
Lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot
a dinner plate
Them hoes hot n ready like a steak, and I'm feeling like lil Wayne my nigga I'm sorry fa the wait
I'm da nigga make they ass believe, I'm da
the beast of Easter leavened
VIP, all day, AK47
If words is weapons, then get to stepping
My arsenal's enough to send Hell's angels to Heaven
I'm cool
out a lil' more (Fa' sho')
Fresher than Ozium, cleaner than wax floors
I'm (What?) Slick as linoleum, swinging
My 'Lac doors, them
(What?) Franklins,
I'm gone make a killing
Talking Lil Wayne my coupe got no ceiling
I'm playing my cards I'm dealing and dealing to get to the millions
They keeping tabs
to the function, bitch I feel like Bruce Wayne
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop
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'
builded by the pinguins
They dont even love their siblings
Twelve be trippin just because my outfit
The gear that im rockin
They never ever seen it
Chorus
I'm gonna make me a milli, I'm gonna make me the money
Spreading her legs like Philly, then cheerio lil' honey
This shit fire but aint drilling, I'm
(cum?)
On the beats I do go dumb
(?)
And I make her squirt (?) when she grab that water gun
Now fuck that brag rap, man
I'm Batman, I'm Bruce Wayne
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