Lyrics:
pulling them out of their Pathfinders
It makes me want to scream, but I just chill by the end of the week
How many punks must I kill?
I'm sicking up
Yeah, is the tune on? oh, it's on basically
I got Streets in the booth with me
Dedication trois
Now let me talk my shit
Fresh up out the water like
the set straight poppin'
[Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen, la
Weezy-We, movin' 20 ki's a week
On a good Friday it's like easy street
Breakin' down whole
Couldn't be a suit and tie,
tired of barely paying rent.
Told 'em fucker i'm doing numbers so take it on the chin.
The top is a ?, so it's hard to see what
on me, nigga, ain't no pickin' on me
We veterans so it's better if you go get your army
A thug holiday is where your body lay
Me and Trick Daddy come
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed
you by my side
If I could forget her, but it's my pride
Yes it is, yes it is
Oh, yes it is, yeah
Please don't wear red tonight
This is what I
the hustla is
So bitch act like ya know me a youngin bro
But my dough stack like I'm grownin
I'm the black steve austin
I pull up and I stunna
And do just what
find him there.
And I'm a winner if I make it cross the finish line,
Putting food on the table like it's dinner time.
And this is what you call
can put you in the log cabin, somewhere in Aspen
Girl ain't nothing to the pain ain't trickin' if you got it what you asking, for
Put you in
to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
Junior daddy shitting on the game
You probably see me sitting on the Range
I'm
Lil Wayne, Mama proud of you
You done came so far, I can't wait for your album to come out
A lot of people ask me when it's coming out
They can't
soprano, so we gon' leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne
Make him change his
you by my side
If I could forget her, but it's my pride
Yes it is, yes it is
Oh, yes it is, yeah
Please don't wear red tonight
This is what I
[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is
[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
don't let you know what's really going on
Make it look like a lotta stealing going on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle
that?
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I can't view that
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
I'ma tell y'all like this (yeah)
I learn something new every day (What it do?)
More money, more problems!
Haha! Ayy, you already know
(Gangsta
brother
Well, he was an extra in Wayne's World 2
My neighbour's baby sitter
Dated three of the guys in Motley Crue
I swear Jack Nicholson
Looked right at me
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
[Lil' Wayne]
And this is just a mixtape
Damn
And I'ma keep fuckin' this world till you mothafuckas come for me...Yeah
Don't worry if me got a gun you
me butter you up
Where's my manners?
Which one you like? Butter or syrup?
Let me show you what your miss butter is worth
Ohh what it is?
Baby
never forget me like Obama
They'll never forget me like old summers
In memory lane, they all drivers
And Lil Wayne an all timer
And I'd rather you
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