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Iced out chain, Call me Lil Wayne
Got a bad bitch, She giving me brain
Suck on my cane, Like cocaine
Got me going insane, Playing Call of Duty
Bitch

the Rockaway 
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood but my gang with me


I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Lil Wayne
I was

this bitch

Hoe, you know it's LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is

Ghetto Boyz ayy, ayy (yeah)

I got what you want, I got what you need
Nigga (Woo)
Get a check by my lonely, I don't need niggas
(I don’t need niggas)

the PS
I grew up, the game system look like a DS
You know who it’s from, I ain’t gotta say p.s.
I took a vacae, smoke a blunt by the Seacrest
Ion got cable

We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,

lives in the Philippines, the land of the rising sun
But by that time, the damage had been done
The damage to my heart that's broke
What are you, a doctor

I'm Ridin'

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD]

2006

dough from the '90s
Shiny P-90 in the lining
I'm dining, don't time me, motherfucker

Hot Boy Wayne
Since the beginning, I've been in and out of some

(Ghosty)
(I Love Chris Rich)
Uh
Blick got double D's
(Uh-Huh)
Yeah, Yeah
Blick got double Ds
Look
But don't play wit these
Nina on my hip, these

Look at ds niggas mmm
Nah i ain’t nun like these lame niggas dat u been wit before
Lil shorty japanese wan go to tokyo
Have lil shorty on her knees

and that's for the judge
Y'all lil niggas bitches and that's on my soul
Down to shoot a pistol but won't throw the Bo's
I can't take defeat if we go toe to toe

the car to buy the water, nigga
But I'm still too scared to get in the water, nigga
'Bout to throw another pool party, nigga
I told a op that wherever

since I was born and
Think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all about a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that
Young money like lil wayne

Pop a lil pill and the shit gon' hit, it got me whoa
Broke a lil Benji, Stop got plenty for the hoes
I ain't never held no semi, but my friends gon'

mama
Kickin' ass and taking names, putting hoes into shame
You can keep your steel but around here, yea we throw them thangs
I was a young nigga, lil

I might throw some bands in the sto
Told her arch her back, touch her toe
Wake up get a bag, then I'm gone
Wake up get a bag, then I'm gone
Za in by

a thang
Black trucks, rollin' on triple-gold Ds

Rydas....for life....bitch

(Foe Foe)
Skrillas for rilla, money's everythang
Smack you an yo' bitch for

coping by smoking on cannabis

I want green and some sticks like asparagus

Hold on hold on hold on

Fuck the Ds they need SWAT it's that serious

She

dass a ninety piece
She want double ds dass a ten piece
Hop ona pj fa some grio
Baby pop dat pussy fa cheeko
Only throwin dirty money Das da G code
Now

hoes
(This for my homies and thugs)
I'ma pour a lil' liquor on the curb for my homies
See you at the crossroads
(You niggas better show me some love)

Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

[Lil Wayne talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy

strapped wit'
That MAC Maine, and they hate fags
You prolly have a seizure like Lil'
Wayne when they skate past
Nigga, you softer than a premature baby ass

I'm Lupe they say I'm Lil' Wayne
They say I'm too Jay to portray new lay
They say I'm too nice to be a rapper
The prerequisite is gun clapping so what

say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo buyers