Lyrics:
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
(hahaha)
I'll make ya say
(Yeah) doin' a buck in the latest drop
I got stopped by a lady cop, haha
She got me thinkin' I can date a cop, haha
'Cause
I like this, I don't like that
Do this here, don't you do that
Say you one of me, say you one of me, yeah, yeah
Say you one of me, say you one
knot thick, I'm it
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
. Incognito, Incognito (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes and a physical frame
Jotting down my list
fuck her good, you can tell by what her friends say (yeah)
I'm out the hood, lil' mama know we ain't friendly (nah)
We livin' good, lil' mama, Rovers
told you out the gate, I'm not the fake, I gotta say
And please excuse, almost forgot, man, I'm Raw Dizzy by the way
Money over bitches, bitch, I
(You can meet me at the bar, yeah) (I can't)
'Cause I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man
I wanna know if you feel
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah
(I said yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah
(What I say?) Lil Uzi
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(That bitch out in London) Yeah, yeah
I
(Codeine)
Hype Williams, Little X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
(You can meet me at the bar, yeah) (I can't)
'Cause I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man
I wanna know if you feel
flight, man
Told the pilot ain't no flight plans
Can't believe whatever I'm seein'
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club
don't wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne, that's what they gotta say or mention
I'm like Nevada
Doobiest
Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?
Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail
(Here I lay)
Man, it feels good to be home
Meet
Doobiest
Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?
Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail
(Here I lay)
Man, it feels good to be home
Meet
What the fuck is this world
Running to, you didn't
Leave a message, at least I
Could have learned your voice one last time
Daily minefield, this
She up in another state, so I gave the bitch a charter
She don't wanna make no love, she want me to fuck her harder
Yeah, slapped her on the ass, gave
a forklift
But you know my heart beat that New York shit
Fuck liftin' weights all I smoke is strong
Put a towel by the door
Cover the smoke alarm (Mr weedman)
too
Okay, everybody meet Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yep, yeah you too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay,
cause I'm sure that they mean you well
But every time they fail she runs right back to Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah
just lil' old me
Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave
I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell
they fault cause I'm sure that they mean you well
But everytime they fail she runs right back to Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin
You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin
Yeah, fuck what they say
Fuck what they- (uh, yeah), fuck what
later, goin' hard like we used to
On the dead homies
On the dead homies
I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga
Our lil' homie Stunna
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