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me where you was (trap)
I spent all them twenties and fifties and tens 
Lil' nigga, and I stacked all them blue boys (yeah, yeah)

Paper Route

(lil Trap made a banger baby)
(Depo on da beat)
I wear polo
You'll never see me riding solo
That's a big no no
Cause it's bad mojo
I wear polo
You'll

Pop 'Em Up

U.N.L.V.

Greatest Hits

Ya played with the Lil' Ya now ya takin' yo last breath

Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
Watch 'em bleed to death 
Ya played with the Yella Boy now ya

Shot o'clock, ayy, shot o'clock
Bitch, shot o'clock, ayy
How many licks do it take to make a thotty stop?
Lil' Wayne Lanez, tell her, "Lick me like

Brown Paper Bag

Fat Joe

We the Best [Clean]

2007

the villain peeling in the jag
Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had
I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?)

[Lil Wayne]
Just

to get fix, how to get mix
'09 Wop, I was tryna go Wayne
Took a little half, tryna find my brain
One million, two million, what am I saying?
Quarter

Lil Wayne
Spat it to my friends at lunch tables and then
By the end of the verse the smiles on their face were
Big grins they liked what I wrote
That

I'm bad news I'm bad news
They want me let up I ain't with it I ain't slowing down I ain't
This for lil reek that's my little brother Ima hold it down

a
Nigga like Lil Wayne
All black, glove mask, car fast, Bruce Wayne
Duffle bag boy but I still ain't met 2 Chainz

Crippin' like I should've been

Scream & Shout

Diddy

Scream & Shout

2012

I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil

fact
Bad Lucc was my favorite about the group
Then?Problem? took off
Another Compton native
We both Compton niggas
But Compton still ain't made it
By

about me plane 
But that bih know  that I’m fly
I told that bih make that nigga your ex 
She looked at me like “Crucial why?”
Just like that Lil Wayne

stay in exclusive (Like what?)
I woke up in Louis, my shades by Gucci
(I'm stylin')
My neck is a jewel house (Uh)
I fuck with Baton Rouge, ayy
Shoutout

Bling Bling

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus

A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,

nickel dime me
I will never ever change
And I'm on the way to Brooklyn 
And I'm blasting Lil Wayne
Boy you like the little Joker
And I'm feeling like Bruce

Destroying suffering and pain
Changing your ways, changing your days
Shining my rays, like Lil Wayne
Daaaamn, I came to make it rain
High vibrations straight

ladies

Added cheetah print
Cause the style crazy
Sippin on wild berry
My lil puddy cat
Gottah bad temper
But that’s my lil strawberry 
And we blow trees

blunt
White T with my chains Out
Ion want my shit tucked
150 on the police chase
Bandz what I picked up
Swerving wid my d sucked
By a Bad bih with a fake

[Intro: (Wyclef Jean (Lil Wayne))] 
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill 
She wined for the bill 
Grind for the bill 
(and she used to be

I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out

Cardi, Bodak Yellow blacked out
Meg a cry baby I'm the savage on the south
Pop some P's in my Q I'm getting woozy
Sticked up Lil Uzi now he claiming bad

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out

Ghetto Boyz ayy, ayy (yeah)

I got what you want, I got what you need
Nigga (Woo)
Get a check by my lonely, I don't need niggas
(I don’t need niggas)

can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus

A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,