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Fee fí foh fum 
I got it come get you some 
I got it come get You some 
I got it come get you some

Know I'll blow uh bag
No lie flow by in uh Jag

in the trap in the Stu doing tracks till the hoods gone... (Lil Wayne's back
No disrespect to the legends, cause..they the ones made me
Cause, they

to open his head
We throw up Bs, bitch
Lil' foenem keep lettin' off rounds, we only see red
Go, go, green light, they won't frontline on these nights
We

packed out
Bitch all on my dick so i hadda blow her back out
Bullets on his head we gon make that nigga black out
Bullets on his head we gon make that

heard we was doin' same
Fuck a rap
We gettin' in the mess
Fuck a rap
We gon' send them cats
We are alley cats
Hit his ass up
From his head
To his fuckin'

just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin'

yeah

Ayy, check it
I'ma take yo' lil' bitch on a trip
I'ma go ahead and nut on her lip
Yeah, I'ma go ahead and flip me some zips

Them n***a wanna play

Just Got Paid

*NSYNC

No Strings Attached

2000

hopping, feeling right
Booties shaking, all around
Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down

Check the mirror, looking fly
Round up the posse, jump in my

Yeah
In case you didn't know it
This song is sponsored by alcohol
Yeah
So here's my endorsement
Let's turn up a lil' bit
LETS GO!
The turn up is

after?
What happened after?

No Sucka MCs 6 happened after
I studied the game I read some books
Wrote down verses laid down hooks
I felt the power came by

on that wutang, yeah nigga cash rules
Im gettin crowded by different bitches, I don't Know what to do
Tj just pulled up on me, out the blue
Next day we in

been a tutor
I can never take a day off, I don't know Ferris Bueller
We send shots to your head, we don't send them to computers
You been stuck in high

a play
I'm tryna' put some hunnids on my plate
You not gettin' money, I just can't relate
I can not kick it wit' you, Gotta' Skate
My heart been colder

and I was the person
To get all my family up out of the burden
I told my lil cousin stop poppin them percs
In love wit my gun but I'm tired

what I got in my cup but I'm way

Shawty on liquor, she do what it do
She say she wanna blow me like a flute (Doo doot)
I'm gettin money, I'm some like

bout they done let the dog out
But never seen a dog house women on my phone now
Go on now I'm kind of busy not Lil Wayne but need A Milli
Off the Casa

gettin' slept on for
Oh why we walking with the rep up for
Waited by the cavity law
You know it if you came up poor my nigga
Picture a bus up north
You

M's but want some more, I sell dope, got bricks galore
On the road like eights and Vogues, I'm gettin' head from my favorite whore

Bring a stick

a nigga got beat up
Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
She tell me one M for me to fuck her, I'ma leave her
Told the bitch I don't give head, lil' baby

shit on
Stove like some bacon, i heard it sizzle
(Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle)
I'm finna put a lil' Perc' in the
Drank and then watch that bitch fizzle

(facts)
This ain’t real love she just playin pretend (silly head)
Don’t want that bitch, she make my dick bend (stupid bitch)

She a lil bitty whore, call

Thousand on some ripped jeans
It's a cash grab
I ain't got no price up on my head
I'm gettin' backstabbed
I got lights all on my roof
You woulda thought I'm

tell them fuck niggas I’m on my way
And I been smokin’ big bags
I gotta get high to make sho’ my head above the wave
Boss ass bitch gettin’ slayed yeah

through this cash money, I think I'm Lil Wayne or sum'
Head to toe, Dolce Gabanna, bitch, it don't come out for months
I don't eat McDonald's but I smoke