Lyrics:
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
It's a dirty world but it still spins
Ya can't do nothin' about it but try to live in it
You can't live too large or live too
strapped wit'
That MAC Maine, and they hate fags
You prolly have a seizure like Lil'
Wayne when they skate past
Nigga, you softer than a premature baby ass
[Lil' Wayne]
What, what what, what, huh
Huh, huh, Big Tymers, huh
Better act like you know it
I be comin wit' it
And you saw Wayne from a distance
now woo the
B.G. straight duckin feds
On the real B.G.' bout bustin heads
On the real B.G. killin' chopters
Look in the sky flyin' by it's
be like say, "He small girl he workin wit somethin"
I'm Lil' Wayne on fire, I'll smash on your boo
I got a Hot Girl bangin, what's the matter wit you?
all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be
don't wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne, that's what they gotta say or mention
I'm like Nevada
thru the same water
Don't fuck wit them same G's
Don't fuck wit that man please
Don't fuck wit his money
Don't fuck wit his gang breed
[Verse 2 - Lil
"Meet G Malone, a west coast recording
Artist that's destined for stardom
But acknowledging the false hopes that
Lie within the music industry
He ponders
Jansport on
Geek ass nigga
Dweeb ass nigga
Never had a G-pass nigga
'Bout to ski mask his ass and eat fast nigga
Pull the heat fast and blast
And leave
And when you go get faded, wanna be debated by yo barber (By yo barber)
Compared to Shawn, Wayne and Vince to complete the Carters
Been on the bench
And when you go get faded, wanna be debated by yo barber (By yo barber)
Compared to Shawn, Wayne and Vince to complete the Carters
Been on the bench
veins
I'm huntin' the game, you guys ain't fuckin with Wayne
Ask your vibe 'cause she fuckin' Lil Wayne, yeah
Nigga, y'all know me, this ain't nothin'
the you-know, I'm Cerritos, silly ho
Swoop G by the fuckin L-be's-see
None of these nigga wanna fuck with these (aah)
Swoop G, Swoop G, G
pass her around
G fazos when im walkin out
My brother got hit with that stick
So i cant trust a bitch
He got set up by a trick
Like vroom the car goin
the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali
the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali
gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do
[Verse Two: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, what you want
And if you strap, we can trade like the Dial Jones
Where the Muh
Hope
a D-O-G to the G-O-D
Got OCD and not your CD
Hit her with the D-O-P-E D
That's Dope Dick Tunechi, DDT
You could D-I-E for a F-E-E
I'll D-I-E for my
on nigga
She said sorry a million times like Lil Wayne's figures
He clinched up his fist this nigga bout to trip
Baby mag in the bag i just got yo slip in
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
me a K
For Christmas I bought me a Nine
If I see that lil boy he dying
Ay, I got a bad lil' ho
She gon' shake that cake
Yeah I know the lil' bitch she
[LIL WAYNE:]
Man a Rasta, shata, him oh fire and nobody enter
Them troop shoot them run like them playa's oprah
They know me kingdom, make em scream
dem hotboy he will bust dem heads
Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody bodies dead
dem...dem...really shouldn't try Lil' Wayne cuz he will play with
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