Lyrics:
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
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
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
since I was born and
Think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all about a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that
Young money like lil wayne
(Lil' Wayne)
I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it
reload it
unload
dick in her belly, ho
And after that pass her to Melly, bro
I'm with Lil Keed, that's my other bro
Only three of us, got seven hoes
And the three
you ain't never been no problem
Raised up by Wayne, Big and Mad Max off Top Shottas
Hung with drug lords my whole life, I'm used to countin' commas
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
might stop by and let that lil' bitch lush
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
Lil' nigga, you know what it was
You know what it is, you know
of my single-wide door
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them things look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne Bush
I don't cook my shit,
I came in thirty deep like that
And if you callin' and you see your bitch leave
Lil nigga it's on, like that
Rippin' it, rippin' it, rippin' it,
fire
Nd nobody can save u Private Ryanz
Hold up hold up hold up
I made u papa I AM
U betta ease by em cause my Glock a lion yea
I'm at tha top I'm
Stampede box flow make the beat bleed
Punch tummies cause I'm Young Money’s GED
Queen come work for me or
It's back to Burger King
Burglar be hurtin'
met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I'm like oh shit we gon' tear up this bitch, pull out
[Lil Wayne talking]
Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya'know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at 'em dogg
[Petey Pablo]
And swallow and drain damn she wild
Make her trip out Lil' Wayne
Damn she loud, now
It's all over 'cause I'm finished with mine
I'ma tell her call tomorrow
hell nah, I won't save you
Okay, like hol' up, 'bout to reload
My career no cheat code
I'm 20 in my beast mode
My lil' baby a freak hoe
Keep that low you
spillin
Hennessy and beer be done shot ya in ya ear
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im in New Orlenes wit Lil Wayne platinum chains platinum women if
grah, shootin' out the Hummer today
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
One bad move, I'ma dump at his face
Keep the toolie by my
peace, Wayne Head and Purp, them boys down to earth
She know I'm a beast in every angle, you can call me Kurt
Flipped her over by her ankles, locked her
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