Fly Out

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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 »

We here 
I said we here 
The back of Tha Carter 
The back of Tha Carter, two, oh 
Yea, this here is, the end of Tha Carter Two people 
Hey! Yea 

I got the game on ball and chain 
I threw the key in the drain 
I'm like the key in the drought 
I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless 
 Seeing through you niggas like a fucking psychic 
 Hearing through the grapevine, niggas wanna hate mine 
Say my name and die in the daytime 
You catch my drift, man you better be Peyton 
Boy the heats on, they make a peace bond 
I'm in this bitch, throwing up the seventeenth sign 
 Straight frowns, no daps, strapped three times 
That Tec-eleven, A-K forty seven, one Beretta, ready for whatever 
Tell them pussy niggas come together  Happy better nigga, nigga super soaker wetter nigga 
Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothing but a petal nigga 
I'm just a little nigga, trying to be a civil nigga 
 Thirty years old, shit that'll be a giving nigga 
Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listening 
But she ain't really trippin', 'cause the pots is pissed in 
Them niggas tripping, until the shots whistling' 
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at attention 
I gotta bitch, and quit calling women bitches 
As long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen 
No preventing the grind, I gotta get it 
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quitting  There you go shitting on a way a nigga thanking
Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin 
This is the future ain't promised to no one 
I live everyday like this is the sure one 
 Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean 
 Stand in the heat, 'til the mother fucking snow come 
And it feels so fucking good 
 Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull 
No hope for the hopeless, rats and roaches 
 Running cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune 
Come and get it, automatics in motion 
We banging for the bread nigga, even the molded 
I got my loaf, I got my toast 
 Chaperon of the south, I got my coast, yea 
And until I die I'm the, the, the, the, the best rapper alive


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