Lyrics:
Uh
Lets go
Check me out
Come for ya life
Sell off ya chain
Hood like Jumanji
This aint a game
No Damon Wayne
Bring major payne
Need me a doctor
snapped on it
And call us by our new names and that's featuring T-Pain and Lil Wayne
I know you waitin' on another one
So girl here go the other one
roll leaf patching up the game's
Slow leak I'm Weezy Baby! See Lil Wayne Live
Get tickets as low as $108
(Gangsta Gri-Zillz) Ha ha haha
Let me catch my
Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, I'm the bullet, BIAATCH!!!
G'd up from the feet up.
A-be-see D-E-F
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm
Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, I'm the bullet, BIAATCH!!!
G'd up from the feet up.
A-be-see D-E-F
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm
comin' for me
With my T-shirt and Rees on
'cause only God knows what these niggas be's on
(Chorus [Lil' Wayne])
Look, niggas better get it right
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
you ain't never been no problem
Raised up by Wayne, Big and Mad Max off Top Shottas
Hung with drug lords my whole life, I'm used to countin' commas
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever
[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
on it
And call us by our new names
And that's "Featuring T-Pain and Lil Wayne"
I know you waitin' on another one
So girl here go the other one
I am the big homie, the Lil' Wayne Carter
They tryna throw the book at blood, but I'm the author
I can still say Nine-Trey and my bandana stretch
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
crocs
Just got a text, from a thot
She really want this dick
A lot though!
I'm faded barbershop, marijuana, couple shots, got ya girl going down
Lil Wayne
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
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
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
[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
of the game
What the fuck this is i'm hearing about you and lil wayne
See cash money is a army we grew up on that shit
You probably won't understand cause you
the best rapper in the game no arguing
And I don't ever write, pause un pause this
So keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch log
ya momma (momma)
Repeat 1
[Wayne]
It's Cash Money youngest nigga
Right around ten figgas
That's what I (uh) work with
Pockets are (uh) perkin'
Money
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
shucks
My crew'll shoot ya ass before
Ya fists get balled up
Turnin' on music and shit
I ain't scared
Hold up, I don't pump fake
I count money 'til my
)
A little shorty gettin and try to have ya hurtin and thumpin
They be like he small girl he workin with something
Lil' Wayne on fire I'll smash on your
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