Lyrics:
what?, Look I ain't have nothin' to do with killin'
(Baby)
Slow down, I'm talking bout some get money shit an how its gonna go down
(Lil Wayne)
Well
money)
Yay!
[Chorus:]
(Heyyyyyyyyyy)
Konvikt (we gettin arab money) (alright boyz)
Konvikttttt musikkk (we gettin arab money)
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Khaled
a scene
You lil boyz want to be grown, and you're still in your teens
(chorus [Lil' Wayne])
Look, you lil boyz better slow down
Up in tha mornin', in
Keenan, Blaxuede, and Turk, Lil Wayne
We bring da pain
With the muthafuckin' choppers in hand
504, Cash Money, droppin' niggas like rain
Bout to leave your
Arkansas, Carolina to Kentucky
Dem Boyz got golds, candy paint on buttons
Even doe Lil Wayne, and Baby like to stunt
They still stayed humble and Cash Money
[Intro]
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
You
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 Star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 Star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne (bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Ask Lil Wayne
ain't no secret I represent uptown soldiers
[Lil Wayne]
Now I be gettin' down and dirty from the U.P.T.
Nigga try to test bless his soul he rest in
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
that it game now look we H-O-T
We ride in wars if we beef then we playin for keeps
(Lil Wayne)
What you ain't found out bout us
Cash Money
gettin dough like,
ohhh, you know the niggas dont like that
[Lil Wayne-Freestyle]
Yeaaa
Weezy F matchin with Bird Baby
VRP's, SB's, matchin shirt, maybe
hit her with the young dick and make that bitch suicidal...
[Lil Wayne:]
Nigga please, would you tell yo sister, babymama, wife, stop callin me I'm
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
in pimpin
We might got the same car
But my rims different
Plus a sexy lil fine bitch come with it
Young Money we the flyest crew (flyest crew)
Rappers
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
I just flew to Hollywood
Gettin' racks, I'm good (racks)
Just like DaBaby, they Suge
I made money, you made books
I just flew to Hollywood
I'm jus rappin
I'm gettin rich like Wayne
You still hitting lil stans
You can call me Smoke
Cause I stay with that DopeGang
An my lil bitch don't even
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
Wayne lil Wayne lil Wayne
I rap like I'm insane cuz I'm a lil flame
Running fast like usain usain usain
I ain't worried bout no thing yeah watch me 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
[Intro]
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: uhh uhh uhh uhh
Lil Wayne: yea
Juelz Santana: I cant feel my face,
yea, I make the sound so beautiful, u did
that action)
Get money, fuck hoes (lil' whoadie 'bout that action)
Action, cash (lil' whoadie 'bout that action)
(Lil' whoadie 'bout that action, put
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