Lyrics:
you can get your captain crunch nigga
Hey, it's Lil Wayne nigga
I been this shit since Lil Zane nigga
Tell the cops I ain't no name giver
Icicles on my
Okay last time, this is drugs
This is your brain on drugs
Any questions?
Welcome home George Young (RIP McBride)
The real Boston George
It's that
go
Dare-devilish feats
Hittin' up Cxdy, he dishing the beats (Beats)
Planning it right
We got hundreds, to thousands, to millis, one night
Lil' bitch,
Lil' Wayne:
Clear da set nigga
(what) (what) (what) (what)
(verse 1)
See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble
Ready to come out the truck
[LIL WAYNE:]
Man a Rasta, shata, him oh fire and nobody enter
Them troop shoot them run like them playa's oprah
They know me kingdom, make em scream
money like three six five
Keep my money in a shoe box, like i am a drug dealer
She gon give me brain, all you gon get is a hug nigga
You like Lil Wayne
lil race, come back last place hope you mad, hoe I mean it
Trippin tie lace, get out my way, that fake love ion need
(Is that a beat by KiLRAKK?)
(Aye
(Lil Wayne) on my daddy soul
That nigga shirt says the
Best rapper alive with
A picture of me on that motherfucker
(Richie Rich)
Started chasing
you knowin' it's me
Go crazy on these beats while I'm smokin' some weed
I fuck on yo how and I whip on my cock
Yeah, she givin' me brain, lil' nigga
and the blue like iguana
I'm not Lil Wayne but I stunt like my father
Cant get a fraction cause that shit improper
Faded the boy like I became a barber
Baby got
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
Welcome back to the March of
Dimes and the times man
You got your boy Lil B in the house
Chance The Rapper (IGH)
Keepin' it amazing, keepin' it
the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep your bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
to it, what lil shawty say
She suck on a dick on a plane and I just call her airhead (Woo)
Aye lil' kid keep on cookin' up them beats on bandcamp
The year 2029 is gon' be the apocalypse caused by the Apophis - ME
I got it lock and key
Tell the labels we 'bout to go on a shoppin spree
And if y'all don't
on me, talking like you got it, bitch
Please, you was capping, shorty
Must've ripped you out the plastic, cause you acting brand new
Never by my lonely, I
a lil' money, got a lot more colder (colder)
My top don't roll up, it fold up (fold up)
My money don't fold up, it build up
You niggas ain't fly, get
standards higher
You not my type, lets not conspire
Just check my beard, dont touch it
Huh im je flossing
Cool dudes dont smile
Lil baby ju bring my wine
Not
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
You need a nigga that'll put you in your place
Put that dick on ya at anytime of tha day
A nigga that'll give ya a lil' somethin' if it's right
around the city wit’ my boo thang
By tomorrow might just pull up in a Bruce Wayne
Sorry that I snapped must be my mood swings
I’m just doin’ me don’t care
Lotta rappers not hard as me, I spit like it's my first oral
I'd like to take this time to say
I never fucked Wayne I never fucked Drake
But a hundred K
Okay last time, this is drugs
This is your brain on drugs
Any questions?
Welcome home George Young (RIP McBride)
The real Boston George
It's that
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
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