Lyrics:
(Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes)
Riding by myself in that all-red Enzo
Smoke make it look like I got tinted windows
Young Money, bitch, but for short, it's
packing heat trying to get
A little fame by snatching a rappers chain little shorty want to
Gang bang snort cane sip lean like Lil Wayne cock back take
Aim
about me like I'm Wilton still
And I grip to peel judge fix my appeal
Goin out like Suge Knight if my road rage kills
This my Lil Wayne flow a milli it is
seems like you're ready lil bitch "R. Kelly"
"Ultra Lord J" in the thang
Broke nigga better stay in your lane
Dreads swing like the 08' Wayne
Im a pimp
popsicles
Pop up on bicycles
Pop y'all like spy pimples, yup Wizzle fizzle
Original hot bizzle, still Lil' Wayne
But the dividends not little
Yeah don't
kush feelin like lil Wayne ( haha )
Wear ma bitch in Louis Vuitton can’t call her plain Jane ( Louis V )
I saw u diss me and i heard u a junkie now (
the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep your bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
Lil Wayne o gbo Yoruba
Kendrick Lamar o gbo Hausa
Jay Z o gbo Igbo
Oro English wo lo wa n baka
Oyinbo kan le mi gbo
M O N E Y money
Wo ti o ba kin shey
[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
And i'm so tired of this grind,
But they say I ain't grindin', if I ain't tired,
So i'm grindin' with my eyes wide,
Lookin'
they say it's just a phase
Uh uh, I'ma lil bit more than that
Shawty I'm so hot I'ma make
You bring your oven back
And I'm fly, call me Firebird Pontiac
up, stupid dumb, count money, fuckin' up my thumbs
Tell you how to run a marathon, I'ma set it like Amazon
She gon' triple-double my funds, we gon' pop
talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
[Verse 7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four
all the swag might create a lil puddle
Tryna get money bags lil Wayne with the duffels
Everyday struggle
How many times I gotta say it
The game is my
808 Mafia
Money callin' me, trouble followin' me
I'm a street nigga and I'ma always be
And my momma know I'm good so she don't pray for me
I'm
get money with stacks
Sabb out here he don't know how to act
Vynce Wayne that's my shooter you know that's a fact
AC he on go and you know he attack
whoop-de-whoop, come back in that mm-hmm
Have all the lil whoop-de-whoops, looking at you like mm-hmm, that's how it be when you heavy
All legal money, no ready,
Tsss, I got to take some time to myself real quick, like, I got to go on, like, a lil' drive real quick, ma
I'ma be back, like, I'ma let you know
of the album
Lil Wayne, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg,
David Banner, The Git It Boyz, Boozie, The O.G.
Risk Money One and I also wanna thank Ms. Janet Jackson, you
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't
world
Motherfuck snortin' furl
Gimme the rap game lil dick suckin' bitch and I'ma stay rich
But it's yo' world
Guess what Cash Money Records stick
out, I'm Lil Wayne
I got all these shiny chains and swag
Nigga you ain't gonna get no pussy
With that basic swag you need
To buy all this ice, this bling
popsicles
Pop up on bicycles
Pop y'all like spy pimples, yup Wizzle fizzle
Original hot bizzle, still Lil' Wayne
But the dividends not little
Yeah don't
servin junkies makin money
dumpin toys I aint in tha mood 4 it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] We in tha club throwin bows pourin 4's blowin joes
I-I-I'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground, better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me
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