Lyrics:
rituals religion
And I'm like bitch you know I'm sipping till I die
My name is
Lil Wayne bitch
Weezy F Baby
Her name went
From whatever it was
To Lil Wayne
You should be ashamed of yourself (C2)
You smell me, girl, I smell like money (why not? What's better?)
See, that's what they don't understand (not
already)
You should be ashamed of yourself (C2)
You smell me, girl, I smell like money (why not? What's better?)
See, that's what they don't understand
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
I'm jus rappin
I'm gettin rich like Wayne
You still hitting lil stans
You can call me Smoke
Cause I stay with that DopeGang
An my lil bitch don't even
My name Wayne and I came to party
my watch an Icee and my chain a Frostee
Them bitches like me, but they mayne's is salty
I aint on strike three, but
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
money is wrong, I ain't right at all
I young money a car I just write it off
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm my own click
I would say "fuck ya" but go
[Lil Wayne Verse 2]
I’m goin’ back in
Okay, I lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don’t understand me
Had
that it game now look we H-O-T
We ride in wars if we beef then we playin for keeps
(Lil Wayne)
What you ain't found out bout us
Cash Money
homie, trust I got that blicker on me
Finger fuck Nina, she horny, you won't see tomorrow mornin'
Nigga we so fuckin' cold, Young Money, money old
Life
' bitch is mine, I'ma ice her whole life out
Bling, bad lil' bitch is mine, I'ma ice her whole life
Ding, ding, ding, my shooters shoot shit up for sure,
niggas be the craziest, these niggas do some shady shit
Niggas'll run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit, 40, I'm
nigga
Boss shit!
I just say it 2 times with this money, money
And it's on me, on me
Why you tweakin'? Ain't my homie, homie (Gang!)
Get this cash,
first SMACK event
You ain't run into me by
Accident before my crash pussy
Swear To God you ain't see me at a concert
Backstage and ask can you have my
to Beyonce
And we poppin', be honest
Who you know be honest
Your money thin as an eye lid
And we mob shit like Italian
Mane these niggas can't fuck with me
money 'cause it's blow money
50 bricks Wayne brothers, I need mo' money
We ain't never ever running outta dope money
Running out dope money
Talking dope
ran into the game
Nigga, stop playin' with Lil Wayne
Come on!
It ain't a game, nigga, I don't know who told you it was
I put holes in your mug if
don't forget the F
[Chorus 2 - Lil Wayne - 2X]
You ain't know I gotta go
Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money
You ain't know I gotta go
Where ya
[Lil Wayne]
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?)
They don't even much understand this (Uh-uh)
Look-
bloody mary nigga
'Bout to let two famous
Bitches share me nigga
When it come to that DC
I'm like Wayne Perry nigga
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
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