Search results for 'pussy money and weed by lil wayne' Page #6

inside her
If she tryna twerk get inside her
If she tryna twerk get inside her
Fuck her show no mercy by her
Lil momma i know she a rider
Pussy good

wall in that thing
She be bustin' back to back to back to back to back
Then dip like it's a drive-by
Pull up, beat that pussy, slide out
She be

Chorus
Weed Strippers Strippers and weed
She got  pedicure toes smoke bomb ass weed
First class high maintenance barely got patience
Weed strippers

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

(walkin' with a dent, bah)
I'm Lil Wayne, but my gun walk, walkin' with a limp (ha)
Look at your hoe, she embarrassed that she walkin' with a simp (yuh)

I Got No Ceilings

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

I like champagne
So, cheers to Lil Wayne
And if she think she get my number, just hope my number don't change
Girl stop playing, I got that pussy

[Lil' Wayne]
And this is just a mixtape
Damn
And I'ma keep fuckin' this world till you mothafuckas come for me...Yeah
Don't worry if me got a gun you

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

just want me ah chain yea
I just want me some money yea
I just want me some pussy yea
I just want me some weed
I just want me some lean
Money turned me

Southern Boy

Big Tymers

Big Money Heavy Weights

2003

spittin', game spittin' in your face,
[Chorus X2 (Lil' Wayne)]
Cause I'm a mutha fuckin southern boy,
coming down so clean, and with rhymes so mean,
heavy

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

hood 'cause all we do is Joan in it (pussy)
Money the only paperwork I put my bros in (pussy)
Somebody please unthaw my ears 'cause they frozen

don't feel too different
Wayne told me, "Close your eyes
They'll never see your vision"
So I stay ready to die
Behind these Biggie lenses
Reinventing,

need, all I need
Pussy, money, weed, maybe all I need

I heard a knock, it’s probably bitches at the door
I don’t order bitch, I cop it by the store
No

Money

Dru Down

Westside Riderz, Vol. 1

1998

I need that to begin
Spend money on hoochies?
Yeah right mutha fucka!
Splittin pussies for free
Bitch, juss to say I'm me
Be the one stackin'

Yeah man it's ya boy Lil B
Shouts out to Young Money, you feel me
Lil' Wayne want A Milli
I want A Zilli, Bay Area Boys

Give me that quarterback

Jet Fuel

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say

bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you want from Santa?
I might get money, fuck bitches
Kill niggas and smoke weed
I'm married to this real

Got me diggin' in a model

Pussy bustin' like a K
Huh
Yeah, the ladder in the front now

Know I feel the power
Money hittin', it's a touchdown
Huh
She

whats the plan 
Holla at a playa (x4)

Lil Wayne
Ok Baby Im the shit so can you bring me some tissha
Air freshener but bitch Im fresha
I can get ya girl

Crew Love

Jay-Z

Belly

1998

wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to land

swordfightin'
I'm slicin' organs with songwritin', I dwarf giants
I hope I'm rubbin' you pussies wrong sort of like poor dykin'
I smoke philosophy, I snort

Whip It

Lil Wayne

Young Money Millionaire, Pt. 4

2008

here
And I ain't santa clause but
Yeah I make it rain dear
Money out the ass
Yeah money out the rear
Weezy at the plate
I could bunt it out of here

come over Sonya
And suck on my blade
Break yo back just like i'm Jax
But I be feeling like im Bane
I just be going insane
Money counter
Bruce Wayne