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She's there in a clutch when a problem pops up
Gotcha back ride or die we gone slide
Get throwed stack some paper with no lies
Time to time well have some

love
You can't change a nigga playing games, girl, you should find a sub
Musiq Soulchild or Lil Wayne should teach me how to love (teach me how

right, yo

Verse One: Dr. Dre

fuck the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by

want no beef
But they probably put fish on it
Got a block we gone spit on it
Tik tok its a big moment
Without videos nigga
I was raised by a serial

Did her like Lil Wayne
Made her bedrock
Catch him lacking when he riding
Shoot up the car
She know my future bright
She said she want a star
Popped

on Tris, that ain't the same thing, bitch (What?)
And she pussylicious (Phew), I'm on my Wayne Dang shit (Bitch)
Yeah, roll on my own, I don't even gangbang,

ridin' foreign with
My son in a Jag
I was fuckin' on lil' shawty
Bare skin with no mask
I be on some other shit
My mind still in the past
I'm so grimey

in the zone
I had to get in the mode
I've been on my own
For oh so long
Please tell me what your problem is
Tell me what's wrong
That lil hoe ain't

fucc with lil Wayne cuz he kept him a drake
Love is pain
I done felt hate I loss some greats
I play it safe
She need escape I brought my cape (Nigga)

I'm Rip from the Pistons
You better wake up 'for you sleep with the fishes
Skate like I'm Wayne cuz' I'm truck and I'm fitted
Don't need no mirror we

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)

at vi må ha pitstop, stopper på Circle K (Uh, Wiener!)
Wiener og Cola og Sandwich for 30, by the way (Huh, huh)
Du har ikke no å gjøre her, plis før jeg

on the lotto
Forty on me no problem why we waiting on tomorrow
We all started from the bottom we all waiting on the lotto
Forty on me no problem why we waiting

I Got To

Birdman

Baby aka the #1 Stunna [Clean]

2002

[Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
Junior daddy - shitting on the game
You probably see me sitting on the Range
I'm

But I will
No he can't yeah she can't 
But I will
Que made the beat by the way

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But I will 

Suburb swerving man I gotta watch

she fucking for the bag that's it
I went eye for an eye when she's calling my phone
And you claiming that we grown so the problem is gone
I'm a dog ass

sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause un pause this
So keep your bitch ass
Lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot

at the crystal doors and golden gates
My problems left behind me you can see it on my face
No stress marks, No stress pills, Lets get real
Freaky on the mattress,

she got a couple problems that she deal with by herself
Mm hm okay let me help
No no you ain't gotta bare
They say love hit like a bullet
Who let Cupid

fucking with these lil niggas she know I'm the man
Talking about problems I don't even know
I just know all these bands
Big Body she seen me roll up she

Ok
I feel I'm Wayne Gretzky
My chains healthy
I'm him she want to bless me
Dripping sauce i got them pesos bitch i dare he
Anyway you wanna play that

We Ain't Stoppin'

The Hot Boys

I Got That Work

2000

niggas that don't love no hoe, what?
Platinum grill 'cause, bitch, I'm done with gold

Hey, now, you know it's Lil' Wheezy off the heezy
Believe me, whoa

closet nigga
I ain't have no damn dollar nigga
Shedding tears bout' my mama nigga Rest in peace to lil Joe nigga
I remember back then my bro toting On that

can't keep making fire, I never pass the torch (yeah)
Lil' Bruce Wayne, I'm so special with it
Beyond your reach tryna big up all these Terry McGinnis'