Tha Mobb
Lil Wayne
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Yeah, hard body (hard body) Carter, Carter Carter, yeah Lets go Cash Money, Young Money, motherfuck the other side They can f*ck with us if they want, I bring 'em homicide Word to my mama, I'm gonna continue bombin' Told her gettin' out the game is like comin' out of a coma I'm tryin', but I'm normal when this rap shit get borin' All I ask is that you pray for me (please) And the beat keep cryin' and I'm a keep beatin' her Fee, I'm fuckin' her, I'm deep in her, sleep in her And what happens when the reaper come (huh?) I'm just hopin' that he sends that elevator up I made enough, I ain't make shit (nah) So while I'm here, I'm a take that and take this (nigga) Breakfast, yes, let's eat, wipe your mouth when you're finished Then hunt for the lunch and dinner, no beginner To the criminal activity, f*ck with them, they rushin' in Like Seminoles, Indians, no bow and arrows, Harold Just Ninas, Gina (damn), just choppers Robert (damn) Carter II, tell me, how is you gon' stop a riot? (uh) I lock and seal it up the best, I can feel it (yeah) I'm in the lead, I can pop a wheelie (got 'em) Not for rookies, late bloomers, stay in the womb (go) I'm here motherfucker make room, boom Young Tune, the big kahuna (yeah) It's my ocean, baby, y'all niggas is tuna (yeah) Better now than sooner, junior (yeah) Flyin' 'round your city, tryin' take a number two on ya I ain't goin' nowhere special, I won't never leave (uh-uh) Shit, I'm already a legend if I ever leave (you know) Can't get rid of me (uh-uh), not little me (no) Man, I got 'em, I'ma get 'em, B (I got 'em, B) I'm hungry like I didn't eat (yeah) I want it like I didn't see a meal before seventeen (boy) What the f*ck you niggas tellin' me? (Huh?) You pups can't keep up with the pedigree Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies Call myself settling, palm trees, Promethazine, but what's new? Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop Get fucked so many times 'til it's f*ck you (f*ck 'em) So how you want do it, baby, we can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it Money and murder, you my nigga, my jelly preserver I'ma ride, baby, 'til the judge give me a verdict, yeah Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it 'Cause every time I did it, I hit it and hurt it, yeah Now I kill it, the mission accomplished Them niggas abolished, the bitches astonished Then they pay homage, when did they find it? But Now that they know, it's a must I remind 'em, so They don't forget it, I underline it, and I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin', young'n I been through all that, I done done what you sayin' I put it down when the others was playin' (yeah) When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders Stole food from the bears and brought it back to the lions Hold court with the ape, I'm a gorilla but lighter (yeah Wit' the eye of a tiger, the heart of a fighter, yeah Start 'em, ignite 'em (yeah), I walk through fire Watch the flames start multiplyin', whoo, yeah Alter a nigga, Nina talk to a nigga (yeah) Take a chunk out your body like a shark bit a nigga (damn) I'm awkward like Cartwright, f*ck wit' a nigga Shot ugly but my arch right, come on, dog, bark, bite Fork in the road, I'm always goin' right Nowadays, knowin' life ain't no more road lights We can't see but we gon' make it to the finish line It's right there, the goal line, right behind the scrimmage line (hut) Touchdown, check the scoreboard, gimme mines Semi 9, fit me fine hit a nigga twenty times Damn, then one more to the face, just (baow) So they close the casket like I pay to close the case (yeah) I'm made, straight mafia shit, front line Top rank, ready to die for my shit and the obvious shit If I talk about my rivalry, they'll probably get rich So f*ck 'em, I'm a let 'em sit (yeah) And I ain't duckin' 'cause I'm right here, I'm chestin' up I don't care who at the top of the stairs, I'm steppin' up (whoa) See you fuckin' up the money, baby, and that ain't good business You startin' to look like a witness, and this is 9fuck 'em) For the gangstas and the bitches, the hustlers and the hoes Crossover, whatever, mainstream, no 'Cause Wayne thinks silent, Wayne'll never fold (uh-uh) You heard it right here if the game was ever told (nigga) Lift up your toes and look under a rug Trust me, there's history under all that dust So deep down in the dirty, there lies us (who?) Yeah, Cash Money Records, and I'm still up front Stunna, pop a bottle, baby, peel us a blunt Let's eat and talk about all of the niggas we cut But you know what? Lets not f*ck up our lunch That's real shit if you ever seen such Chuch Tha mobb, nigga
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Written by: Seon Thomas, Greg Green, D.P. Carter, W. Turbinton
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