Lyrics:
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 don't break it down for
stealing killing or chillin whatever your choice
Smoke some weed smoke ya pipe fuck it
Life if how you live it
I grab the mic while tha DJ groove it
keep watchin
Baby I don't give up
In this club
(Lil Wayne)
UhUh
Shawty want a thug
It started wit a hug
And the rest went like this
I gave her neck
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
in the corner, shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch
Just take notes
I used to see niggas on TV, man
I used to be like, "Yo them niggas so
on that
Brooklyn Nets, dressed in all-black, FN all-black, extendo on that
Lil Wayne and DJ Khaled
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
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Hmm, look like DJ Chose)
Your mama must be fine (hey, fine)
Your granny must be fine (hey, fine)
Your aunty
Here ye here ye
Let's toast
Let's celebrate life, let's celebrate wealth
and bypass plight, for the night
Drinks up
DJ Omega
Back like I
lil niggas is Terio's
Yeah, I got Felipe Chow flow
See I slept now at least y'all know
I live by the code, fuck bitches, love queen so
You don't
up in them 'Raris by the twos just like they chopsticks
It ain't about the sprint lil nigga, it's about the marathon
One time for my city bitch, they
sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
I booked studio with the trap money, Lil Wayne used to come get the bags from me
You still asking niggas for
You know the voice, you know the name nigga
DJ Holiday, Commission god, mixtape king, whatever you want to call me nigga
Just don't call me broke, I
Weezy (what up, pop? What up, pop?)
Fuck what they heard, it's what they need to know, nigga
(They sayin', C-A-R-T-E-R, yep)
Ya feel me, hey
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
run it up , workin till the sun come up
Slaughter you daughter she wet like some water
I hit it then count up the mf commas
Don't call a DJ I don't fuck
Weezy (what up, pop? What up, pop?)
Fuck what they heard, it's what they need to know, nigga
(They saying C-A-R-T-E-R, yep)
Ya feel me, hey nigga,
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
house haunted
I ain't kiddin' I ain't playin', fuck up your house party
Lil Tunechi
So DJ, won't you play some more songs?
'Cause we ain't got
Tell me what's the definition of a mixtape
Type of shit you make just to let a nigga hate
I was young as fuck but I knew that I'd be great
Man look
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
fuck with me boy you insane
He stole my blunt I leave a stain
Daquanboi do your thang
Daquan and Dojo, the ultimate combo
Lil wayne and Drake, we are
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
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