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the bleachers waitin' for a feature
People watch me move I should become a teacher
Like lil Wayne wit succsess can't dick pleasers
Niggas brag bout doe but my

Can't be broken, inspired by lil wanye
Superman? No, khara mei bruce wayne
No shame no shame, its strange
Lame
Chal beta khyla kha aur sir hila
Neat peeny

a nigga named Saadeldeen

Ain't worried bout the bitch cause every time she hear me spit
She always telling me I gotta be like top 2

And I asked lil Wayne

blue
You can tell I'm balling by the logos on my shoes
Part 1 was a hit so we making something
Got no hook but this is part 2
Bars are super hot got me

I've been counting cash ever since I was just a baby
I've been by myself in a two seater
Y'all can see me drankin'
I've been pouring up for so long

Pac fame
MOB, that LiL Wayne
Family matters, MMO
Made my own, feeling whole
Saw the light breakin' barriers

Art for ourselves
Connections, abrasive

with the pole out
I turn into the fireman like Lil Wayne
Niggas wanna gas light till it's propane
I tell them cool out like Coltrane
Whole lotta jazz

bokser Lil Wayne 2004

Jeg har de største buksene i by'n
Folk snur seg er litt av et syn
Tv2 overalt
Lever gratis jeg er en pirat

Er en pirat jeg har

running over
No shirt just see my tatts
Lil Wayne I'm chasing a milli
No cap just speak all facts
Skate by like I'm walking in Helly's
Keep chips they be

Want the diamonds on my tooth
Fuck the bitches by the 2’s
I’m so ape like Caesar
Gave a white bitch jungle fever
I sip on henny
I don’t sip on 2 litres

Tarzan

Dappy

Bad Intentions

2012

bitch and love singing to the blues
What If this song wasn't made for you?
Im comin', I'm Comin' For you x2

Fuck So good make a bitch wanna fight me

fame accrue!
Like a money-in-the-bank,  accumulated accrue! That's right..
Am hotter than fire,
Am getting higher n hotter
Ain't  Lil Wayne, Ain't  Drake

with the dirtiest mufucka to pick up a pen, so if you writing sum' in ya lil notebook or typing in ya notes I suggest you delete that shit and tear it

that Drake and that Nicki feel like Lil Wayne
I say, pull up with that cake on me, boy
I tell her pull up give me face when I'm annoyed
I'm gon' make

Miller on my phone
And since a little boy sipping juice, always knew that this world was cruel
Listening to Lil Wayne, since a shorty young hustling

a couple things y'all ain't into
You might hear about it while I kill this instrumental (Hey)
Bruce Wayne when I pull in (Skrt)
Liu Kang with the shoe skins

h*** they think I'm Lil Wayne (Make It Rain)
Tat a star on my head like I'm Birdman (Cash Money)
Riding around getting it she want my two chains (Two

in a name?
Well, everything when you're Michael Wayne
Helicopter, airplane, train
Yeah, motorcycle chain
Motherfucking box frame
I came, I saw, I

more kids than Cleatus
Aborted fetus or skeet in cleavage 
Cause a lil' child come come between us 
(Woah)
Watch your phrasing young Caucasian 
Video by

Punching down the Devils doorstep
I know he watching me
Buried my emotions deep
And now they went off in me
Baby it’s lil 2k, touché
Cooking up

Before my two eyes go blind
Leaving the third
To make sense
Of what I see with my mind
Better believe we're divine
Not defined by defeat
Without the lesson

Yeah, yeah, ight
Want this shit (ey)
Chase that shit (ey)
Do it for my city, Bruce Wayne that shit (ey)
Want this shit (ey)
Fuck this shit (ey)

shine on
I'm com'n, draped in diamonds, you blind homes
I'm com'n, bout gettin my fuckin shine on

(Lil' Wayne)

In all black, ready to get a nigga for

by your chains
Ama leave a niggas bloody sowoo lil wayne
Bout to make me go
Insanes Sane sane sane sane sane sane
Swear to God am bout to go
Insane