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I can't hear you say it louder what (Wayne, Wayne)
A damn shame
Better watch that boy he nasty
I strap on a plastic
Break ya off like
[Intro]
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
You
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
being black
But unfortunately, the lighter you are, the less money you get
The following niggas
Drake
Chris Brown
Vic Mensa
Chance the Rapper
T.I
How you doin' I'm Mr. Mos I'm back
Timb are you on it
Timb are you on it
Give me some
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Oh
How you doin' I'm Mr. Mos I'm back
Timb are you on it
Timb are you on it
Give me some
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Oh
bikes
I see you (the Aphilliates, nigga)
Nicki I told you I got you, baby
Gucci got you, baby
Weezy got you
We gon' hold you down, get 'em (Holiday
know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already
[Lil Wayne talking]
Drought 3, yeahhhh aint shit to say
hahahaha bitch oh streis, snack lemme get em
You kno we strap all day and ride all night
bikes
I see you (the Aphilliates, nigga)
Nicki I told you I got you, baby
Gucci got you, baby
Weezy got you
We gon' hold you down, get 'em (Holiday
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
Baby what hurts the most is when you become so cold
You're starting to hurt my heart, you left me here in the dark
Now I've got to make a change, I
Performed by adam sandler and jon
Contributed by chris durkin
Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
Diner.
so old, diamonds spoiled, yeah (yeah)
My lil' bitch so spoiled, yeah (yeah)
I rub her down in oil, yeah (yeah)
I got money now you know it, yeah
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
what? Takin' me for a joke, and watch me hurt cha
Boys there, they be commercial, I beat 'em 'til they purple
I'm a lil' bitty nigga, but I got a big
But not in K-Fed's case (nope)
'Cause Britney even had to pay for K-Fed's case (cha-ching)
Nick and Jessica, Trina and Wayne
And if you broke up
his ass
You can have her
(You can have her)
Just rollin by the Playboy Mansion...
[ VERSE 3 ]
I got me a, I got me a, I got me a, I got me a
Young
go get her that's how I got her (that's how)
Don't be mad you can't get one hotter (uh-huh)
Broke the mold when they made lil' mama (uh)
I don't
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
when you so thin tight
jean got that cameo on show thin g string make a nigga
go in came all by yourself
brought no friends well what you never tell for
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
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