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Lil Wayne

Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September 27, 1982), better known by his stage name Lil Wayne ( /ˌlɪl ˈweɪn/), is an American rapper. In 1991, at the age of nine, Lil Wayne joined Cash Money Records as the youngest member of the label, and half of the duo, The B.G.'z, with B.G.. In 1996, Lil Wayne joined the group Hot Boys, which also included rappers Juvenile, B.G., and Young Turk. Hot Boys debuted with Get It How U Live! that year. Lil Wayne gained most of his success with the group's major selling album Guerrilla Warfare, released in 1999. Also in 1999, Lil Wayne released his Platinum debut album Tha Block Is Hot, selling over one million copies in the U.S. more »

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2005

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So "Little Wayne," whats your motivation? 

Is that really a question?
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? 
You should be ashamed of yourself
You smell me girl 
I smell like money 
See, that's what they don't understand (Tell 'em a god damn thing) 
To me it was always get money or die 
I come up under Birdman the number one stunner 
You know what I mean I'm stunner junior that's all I know that's all I ever knew 
Get money or get nothing you know what I'm saying 
And I feel that way 
For real 

So hard I go I keep pushing 
The game so crazy I'm in it like deep pussy 
I got chips from trying to get the whole cookie 
Used to make a thousand dollars every time I played hookie 
Dwayne Carter absent keep looking 
I'm present on the block 
I'm a legend on the block 
Ice so bright like heaven on the watch 
Yea nigga I done dropped one eleven on the watch 
So watch and see what I do 
Breeze by you so fast got you sneezing
They got the shivers man I got the fever 
I got to bring the hood back after Katrina 
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for Fema
Sick nigga bitch I spit that Leukemia 
Yea no cure no help 
So me so good so hard so felt 
Feel me 

And that's just my point right there 
That's what I'm always trying to stress know what I'm saying 
If you don't understand me if you don't feel me then you ain't real 
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me, you know?

So, is your music considered the voice of urban America 
Or America period? 

I mean, I would say the voice of the hood, cause that's who I speak for 
And myself, you know what I mean, my family that's who I represent 
My homies, my girl, my life you know 

C'mon, bang this shit nigga pump my shit 
You gotta bang that wimp and go and dump that bitch 
You gotta claim that strip and go and flood that bitch 
You gotta aim that shit and straight bust that shit 
Like motherfuck them niggas what they wan-do I'm ready 
Tevin Campbell, no homo, black Rambo 
Fucking with the boy baby that's a gamble
If he won in Vegas leave him on the crap table 
I'm willing and I'm able to come run up in your stable 
Like nobody make a sound where the paper where the paper 
Gotta get it gotta have it 
Once I got it I'm a spend it 
Then its back to doing any damn thing just to get it 
The re-ups be like birthday parties 
No room to park the cars in the garages 
So outside the cribs all you see is arragis 
If I ain't say it right f*ck it I ain't foreign 
Feel me 

And see 
That's where everybody get me wrong at 
You know what I mean 
I got that heat rock, for real 
 
Why do you think other rappers 
Lack the impact of your music?

That's because they ain't got that heat rock like me 
You know what I mean 
They ain't spitting like me 
They spitting, but, know what I mean, they ain't got colds 
I got the flu over here man, for real 
I need relief, y'all help me 
I know y'all sick of me, 
'cause I'm tired of y'all for real 

And based on the bank, I'm doing much better than a lot of these niggas 
I'm tired of these niggas 
Yawning when I see them make me stretch and pull the burner 
I'm cocking back and passing 
They catch 'em in they sternum 
Ooh ooh that gone probably burn ya 
That gone probably learn ya 
To never ever ever, ever ever ever come around here no more 
Rich gangsters over here you gotta die with the broke bitch 
I'm the God I should ride with the Pope 
But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe yeah 
Yeah, and tell 'em bout Hollygrove 
Tell 'em bout my last show 
Tell 'em bout my last hoe 
You know, just born to mack 
Call me Dione Sanders bring the corner back, yeah 
I'm in my prime niggas falling back 
That's right I'm coming baby yeah hard as crack 
Feel me 

And that's just what it is nigga 
If you don't like my shit then f*ck you and your shit man straight up 
That's how I was taught that's how I was brought up 
And that's how I'm a go down man, for real
Cash-Money Young-Money in your motherfucking throat bitch 
Swallow slow 
Weezy F. Baby this interview is over, go to the next song 
Bitch

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