Lyrics:
for
This is what Susane Olmstead gave birth for
This is what I put my heart into
Raised by Lil Wayne, playing Carter II
And some Beatles, and some
all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be
straight a couple of Gs, I need more cheese
I'm layin' him down on his face but don't waste time
I gotta roll straight through the shit, sometimes I wonder
selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help
(Stick that thang out) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer
(Stick that thang out) Some more
Yeah,
[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 my weeples natural hustlers
If you need that then come get plugged by us
223's comin' out the state from us
This is Sic' Wid It, you can't fuck wit
two times
And young nigga, keep coastin'
Turn on the DVD and watch myself on TV
It's killings after killings but they don't know it's me
It's lil
NBA Youngboy
All them light-skinned niggas will get eight dollars each for reparations
By the time they get to the dark-skinned niggas, like me
rituals religion
And I'm like bitch you know I'm sipping till I die
My name is
Lil Wayne bitch
Weezy F Baby
Her name went
From whatever it was
To Lil Wayne
Yeah, it's telling me it might be you
So many quiet walks to take
So many dreams to make
And with so much love to make
I think we're gonna need some
pension, pow (Gangsta)
I don't need nothing but my niggas and enough weed to go around
A tinted sedan, some grams, and a loaded pound
Fuck what another
better tell them lil' niggas to put they bitch up (for sure)
The day I fuck around and do some sit-ups (okay)
Nigga, never mind, all these fuckin' chains
to say to you, Tokyo
It's nostalgic and quiet, but louder than silence
I want to get lost in you, Tokyo
I need more nights in Paris, more time in
time, bitch
Now it's your time, bitch
Shootin' through that-, bitch
You need more than thumb-, bitch
Left, ayy, left, ayy, left, ayy, left, ayy
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
join the campaign
Times ain't the same, shit been goin' bad
Bend a bitch over, pull some money out her ass
I'm tired of the game, 'cause it ain't
My Favorite rappers some goats
Cole, Drake
Wayne
Still
Sometimes I got smoke a backwood
To get in my feels
This lil momma got a fat ass
I know it
It's the real shit, yeah
500 Degreez this time, bitch
Yessir, yessir, throw them Ws up
You already know (yeah, yeah)
You see me? I eat, sleep,
Chorus:
Here's a lil'story bout some niccas like we
Never should have been let out the elemantary
Dolla Boy and I would like to say
That I'm
I lost myself again, I just need time to mend
Some quiet and some care, some time to repair
Would you be my guide? Take me by my side?
Make me up
Spent some time feelin' inferior
Standing in front of my mirror
Combed my hair in a thousand ways
But I came out looking just the same
Daddy
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
roll, all black, buttons and shyer
I don't need you hoe
Jack my dick, cum in yah eyes
What?
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Nigga C'mon
You gotta love us
Bumpin
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
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