Lyrics:
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
to call home
I did this shit here by myself, woah
I'ma keep poppin' my shit
Pussy nigga get off my dick
Bitch it's Lil Boat, Thugger my big bro
Six thousand
proof
Make me shoot my 80 duke at your fucking roof
You're fuckin' with a big dog, nigga fuckin' roof
Mr. S-fucking-Q, I'm the fucking truth
Three
and no the rhyme didn't even start yet
Bitch but here we go, come on Wayne, look
I, young money boy Lil' Weezy hold
It for A and Eagle
Cash Money cross
a ass wit' it
See now when Lil' Wayne put that dick down
Biznites can't even walk or even sit down
Wipe your mouth off and let me hit now
That Rum
Finna give it to me uh
Imma fuck it up
Imma make you cum
Till you had enough
So lil ma wussup
Imma get it up
Baby quit your talking, time to get
a bad bone
Make the money do cartwheels
Footprint like a Carolina Tarheel
Just like young Mike
It's Young Money bitch we
About to take flight weezy
Yes,
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
Haha, 'cause I'm way more fly, yeah
Have you hangin' 'round a bunch
say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo buyers
on, hold on, hold on
This song right here it's my nigga Currency The Hot Spitter (that's right)
Heard me? First artist off of Young Money Cash Money
can't live without your love
Thinkin' of you, makes me feel
Like I'm the only one for you
Now you can hum all you want to, cum all you want to
Money
NARC's on a nigga back missin me by inches
And they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-five
in the city where the little niggaz die
Tell mama
it was fun man, you a damn jack-
-ass I know everyone wanna
Make me the scapegoat
Like your the greatest of all time fuck you
Asshole let's stop
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
Haha, 'cause I'm way more fly, yeah
Have you hangin' 'round a bunch
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
nigga
Cooler than anti-freeze defrost on your window pane - Lil Wayne
But in Hollywood it's Litt-le Wayne
Don't make me nut
So that's why I got
(Lil Wayne) ha i'm so cool
(Baby) yeah nigga, stand one, blow one nigga
(LW) bird man
(B) i promise you
We gon' give 'em what they want
'til they
Bling bling, was well known to flash money
Hit the liquor store, after my Vic authority
Quick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
Pistol
somethin' man, your ass is grown
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it
three-eighty
Or the raven, ooh wee I see
Your girl ain't a freak like me or Adina
Huh, can't fade the rhinoceros of rap (say what?)
Lil' Kim pussy (uh) how
Boyfriend with cum stains
I redesign bitches wardrobe
All I do is make up something
Then sit it between her earlobes
She thinking no one ever invented clothes
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
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
That mac-10 will get them off me
Head shots, he still talking
You try to run up on Lil Wayne
I let you hold the slug
The can opener, will make your
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