Lyrics:
wet, I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards, I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne, just call me Lord
Hard, take pain like
authentic, plus I named my pistols
Last name Fuck, first name I Don't Give A
Pockets look pregnant, they 'bout to deliver
So when I start dippin' you know
with Lil Wayne
I'ma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
'Cause I'm a sucker for pain
Used to doin' bad, now we feel like we just now
Chamilll Rasaq and Lil Wayne make a nigga feel ashamed
Trying to hide the bling in the middle of your little chain
In the drain down it go say they love
[Lil Boosie] U can catch me by tha school zone wit my McKinley blue on wit a tool on that'll have you you you and you gone you niggaz hatin on a boy cuz
Uh (The Coal Cash Collection)
Sada Baby
Mykii J, it's the remix (And that's it)
Ain't this what y'all wanted
I got them so tight they blowin' up my
harder then some niggas I know,
And I know, that she know, I'm by her side,
She by my side,
And if I ride then she goin' ride and we goin' ride until
Silk scarf and a napkin hidden in a drawer
Two hundred bucks in an envelope labeled Lenore
"Maybe she shouldn't see this
She should never know
by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh i got yo out
Without a doubt i got you out
[Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
They
remix
(Hello, good morning) let's go
(Hello, good morning) ayo
(Know you've been waiting for it) ayo Skepta
Lemme get on some of this with you, man
in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields, they're makin' the cookie stretch
I know it so well, I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I'm workin'
Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga?
You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop
You can't handle this, nigga
You can't handle, sit down
[Lil Wayne:]
I think we got a problem
Yeahh...
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew.
Big business minus the business
(Let’s go)
Did it by myself, huh (Myself)
Did it on my own, ooh (Own)
Did it by myself, huh (Lil bitch)
Did it on my own, ooh (Let's go)
Niggas think they
Another Cash Money classic, ya heard me?
Birdman, Lil Wayne, ya heard?
Them niggas know they gangstas from the hood, ya heard me?
I'm a nigga out
they buffs on
(Aye Detroit, what's good?)
Fifty bitches wanna fuck me (Fuck me)
I'mma keep it real (Huh?)
I know Lil B (Huh?) i'mma keep it real
I love
sellin' weight
I'm on fire, know they hate
All my cars up-to-date
Four by four, niggas know
Ask about me in the city, ain't no joke, yeah (yeah, yeah,
(straight up)
Match the M's in my account to the truck in my driveway (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in that four-door by myself
Know it's a hundred more niggas
inside of my songs 'cause I know they be bragging a lot
I can't keep taking these pills, getting high with these bitches, I'm supposed to be handing 'em
the game, put up or shut up
I hit your head up
Bukka bang the Birdgang and the Birdman J
Lil Wayne, here to hang other words
Here to stay
Feel my pain!
the lil nigga I'll pay 'em
And when he come up with the product, ya'll niggaz spray 'em
Now why they
Had to do me on Friday
Chorus: B.G. (2x)
It's Friday,
in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields, they're makin' the cookie stretch
I know it so well, I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I'm workin'
Aight, aight, yeah
They be tryna bring me down like the world trade
I don't resonate with you as you're rather fake
Tested by god heavens in my DNA
what I love
I know you bitches know that I ain't to be played with
Don't have no picks and chooses who get they head split
They die quick, fucking
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