Lyrics:
Wayne had cancer twice
Second time, they took out one of his lungs, he said, "Take 'em both!
'Cuz I don't fuckin' need 'em! I'll grow gills and breathe
and shitting on the floor
It's pretty full on when he licks his dick
It makes my guests a little bit sick
Because he is still half a man
And his penis is that
above
So I can see
But every now and then it seem so helpeless hopeless
But I?m a livin breathin testimony of what God can do
If you hold on long enough
Wayne, Hit-Boy, Diddy, bitch
When you hear this in the club
Just put your hands up
Just put your hands up
Just put your hands up
When we up in the club
hahaha, yeah
Whatcha gon', whatcha gon', whatcha gon' do?
When Nina Ross come and put the pussy on you
You probably still a virgin
I'mma bust your little
of all the dogs in the yard
I was the quietest
I had a little bark, I had a little bite
Was surrounded by niggas who snap
And don't think twice
To kidnap
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
family's all into makin this cash.
Chorus
Look in yo eyes
an I see, the reflection of me
my little guy
thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed
before he
Aheh you don't wanna be
Involved in this one, huh?
This here, this is
This is gonna be a blues number but, first
I wanna do a little bit
we moved shop down there by Lehman
Do you remember at the room hoes caughting semen
Do you remember I busted two with the green eye demon
Yeah n****
a nigga want right now is progression
Fire to the flame, stamp my little chain
I grew up in a area youngins dyin' by the name
My inner-self a stepper,
Squiddy squad up throw up the motto at you niggas
You can mind up I throw a hollow at you, nigga
And I'm so high
No, I'm too high
But a little work
bright again
Once I was shot by John Wayne, yeah, it was towards the end
That one scene's bought me a thousand drinks
Set me up and I'll tell it for
bracelets and rings
All of the little accents that make me a king
I never hear the disses they try and point out to me
But it's whatever if somebody won't
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
after dinner and movie next was humpin' (gyah)
And I was always taught by mom and them respect a woma (gyah)
But you owe like Pookie I suggest you pay
chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads,
lame
I don’t want the change and I just
Want the dollar slashing these niggas call me
Mufasa Talking that shit we
Grab by the collar
I got it you want it
listening
A little faint dissing, a little scratch, a little paint missin'
But I still gleam and glisten, hot like a stream of piss 'n
I'm about to have ya
money should stay in your pockets Cause she gonna call up her friends
They gone come over flirt a little take your cash and then leave
I'm gonna be
it like a card deck
So I had to deal with it cuz I want to give her hard dick
And bubblegum that's 25 cent or thirty
Maybe I'm rushing things a little
be hoppin' off
I D-wayne like the rock
John Wayne with the shot
So I'm facin' that Goliath
Like my last name was Hasselhoff
Yeah
Re-located again
This
2-3, Lets get it
I come from a dark place, where they aren't safe
Catch you by the park late
Bullet through your Bart fade
Chillin with gorillas but
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