Lyrics:
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
Young black boy, goes by the the name of Wayne
16 turned insane, he lost his brain
After seeing big bro slain
They killed him and snatched his chain
Niggas round the world think they wanna bang
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil' Wayne
I'm too west coast for the west coast
Too fresh nose to suritos
a ass wit' it
See now when Lil' Wayne put that dick down
Biznites can't even walk or even sit down
Wipe your mouth off and let me hit now
That Rum
dogs like I'm making Chinese, food
Rude only when I gotta be
Sometimes I gotta tell myself
Not to bother me
"Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!"
Shawty
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
to the function, bitch I feel like Bruce Wayne
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
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
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
want is power,
Don't worry 'bout why we did it, just be glad we did it
Master P, Lil Wayne, Ace-B, Gangsta, that's power
No Limit forever, we in this
[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is
[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
So we took the fuckin' ceiling off
Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
Another one, 'pon your head
Five white girls but they not Spice
to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study
the night, on some Bruce Wayne shit
Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
Fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance
And they wearin' high heels,
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
Biggie Smalls, Kendrick, Lamar
Kanye, Cudi, Lil Wayne, and them all I've studied the Ways to becoming a star
Now I'm up in the game like Michael, LeBron
Got a wall full of hats
Hoe quit cappin'
Imma knock it out the park
Bitch I'm goin' batshit
Shut up in my studio
Can't you see I'm rappin'
Better get
I don't need no fukking help
Done this shit all by myself
Every dollar that I count up, that's me
Grew up, lil Wayne was my model
Singing Gucci in
Hello
Yeah,
Lil' homie in the room, in, in the room boy, on the moon
(had had no one)
No one to hang out with, talk that s*** to
Just my little
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
boy up the fastest way
Cute lil' bitch, cute lil' bitch She tryna get freaky, she listen to wayne
She tryna come lick me, come lick me like a lollipop
all the swag might create a lil puddle
Tryna get money bags lil Wayne with the duffels
Everyday struggle
How many times I gotta say it
The game is my
Got my deal without a demo, Tunechi
So much fire, more fire
Let's get it, No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
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