Lyrics:
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on a dog hoes
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on a dog hoes
Them hoes they mad
Them hoes they mad
Now put Lil Wayne on the map cause he walk it off (ha
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
focused on my shit like Lil Wayne
Just do you while I do me
I could rap but I just love pluggnb
Was smoking Runtz with Cookies
Showing real love is so free
the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes
Just gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto'
And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt... hey shawty I'm
too familiar with this shit
My nigga I'm straight ya dig? please believe that shit man, hey!
[Chorus 1: T.I.]
You can keep the car, the clothes
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
of you bitches
Let the lord be my witness
What y'all don't know
Lil' Wayne the nigga from hind ta grow
Quick ta strap up and ride play the blunt
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
(Trey Songz) woop!
(Lil' Wayne) don't love me, don't love me
Baby don't love me alright (Trey Songz)
Yeah say she wanna do her own thing
Fine as fuck
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
[Lil Wayne talking]
Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya'know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at 'em dogg
[Petey Pablo]
now (Gimme money gimme money)
Me money right now
I want
Want it all, no less
Money, cars, clothes yes (Yes)
Upgrade, progress (I gotta progress)
Fuck
Lil Wayne:
Yeahh
Uh-Huh
Ummmm Uh-huh
Hello Motherfucker hey hi how you dering its Weezy F Baby come to
take a shit and urine on these toilet bowl
nigga, I'm kickin' in doors, bodies are froze
Bloody your clothes, gun to your nose
All of you niggas you really need to give up money and dope
Face
worth
Of cars in my name went to East over
Brought the whole block man
Got these white folks fucked up
By the mouth man
E'ry type 2000, me and Juvie got
All black coupe bitch I'm Bruce Wayne
Changing up the game check the mood swang
Running to the money call me usain
Going to the top of the food chain
Another Cash Money classic, ya heard me?
Birdman, Lil Wayne, ya heard?
Them niggas know they gangstas from the hood, ya heard me?
I'm a nigga out
My shit be fly like a plane
Oh, I'm going to the stu, yeah, I'm speedin left lane now
I got my money, feel like bruce Wayne
I'm drippin hard, not
So, Lil Wayne, wht's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You already)
So, Lil Wayne, what's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You
I want the money I want the power
Give me the cars and the clothes
I want it all ain't giving up game
I'm keeping you hoes on ya toes
They want me
kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know,
Whoever said "Game Over" must of had a hangover,
Get money, my driveway sponsored by Range Rover,
I got blood
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