Lyrics:
(Trey Songz) woop!
(Lil' Wayne) don't love me, don't love me
Baby don't love me alright (Trey Songz)
Yeah say she wanna do her own thing
Fine as fuck
(You know I stay charged up) ha, ha
(Double A in the 'Yo with me right now)
Free Lil Top, nigga (yeah)
Nigga, free Lil Top out (ayo, Drum bring
a player hold the game by the book (yeah)
Bright thing on my hand sayin' (look at me)
I got your girl doin' a handstand, whoa (look at me)
Out them
a player hold the game by the book (yeah)
Bright thing on my hand sayin' (look at me)
I got your girl doin' a handstand, whoa (look at me)
Out them
beats and faking
I can't diss these lil's bro (ugh, yeah)
I can't diss these lil's bro
What I look like, trynna kill a wave, in 5 years they 'gon be
get 'em and then trick 'em like brrr stick 'em
see im the mistress he the president
his name lil wayne but thats irrelevent
yo millz ima grab that lil
come by are cute
And they try to holler, but they all on mute
And my old girls turn they face up at me, yeah
They throw they purses and they makeup
come by are cute
And they try to holler, but they all on mute
And my old girls turn they face up at me, yeah
They throw they purses and they makeup
even the best say Weezy the best
Okay shawty gettin' handsome with Lil Wizane, Lilzane
It's a Lil Wayne and a whole lot of Pain
You know what I'm
ready for death
Protect Lil B all I rep (Fuck 'em)
Yeah I protect Lil B
Might come in with that extra on me
Niggas playing with us that's the
Shit I
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
nigga
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get your head smashed nigga
Hit you dead on the money, call that dead cash nigga
And it's, party time, excellent,
backpack, backpack
Uh
Greetings, I fell from the sky
I'm from a different world I use Lil Wayne as a disguise
And my flying saucer crashed, I'm the only
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
my flight
I really do this shit for my lil bro in the sky
These other niggas ain’t my brothers
They just bro’s in disguise
Wayne’s world tatted on me
of y'all good and thats good but we gotta aim to be great
Should've been dropped but I got stopped
Call me Wayne cause I'm sorry for the wait
Drip too hard
Bboy Ninja bitch
Yeah aye Bboy Ninja
There's been times where I felt so dead inside
And music was the only thing that made me feel alive
Cus everyone
nigga (What)
And hell yeah you know it's Long Live Den Wayne, nigga (Ugh)
Yeah nigga, I ain't with all of that fuck shit (Nope)
I'll slap a nigga down
Please don't turn me off
Yeah (yeah)
Like this (like this)
Where you at, shawty?
You fly as hell, swagger right, brown skin poppin'
You know
100 babys ta too heavy
nos fuemo a lo loco
no fuimo de party
rumba everyday rolex presidet
las babys me siguen que le meto como
lil wayne
100 babys
is insane
I thought we were on top of the food chain
I got ninety-nine problems
But my name isn't Lil Wayne
Yeah
One's got a gun
One can lift a ton
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
and peel the top off
Pop a Perc, so Peter pop off
Whatever is first, I Peter pop off
Anthem 'pon anthem 'pon anthem, No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
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