Lyrics:
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
muthafuckas know they clique ain't older than mine
Chorus [Lil' Wayne]
Nigga it's that U.P.T., where we be all the time
You find big bodies and dead bodies
that's cool is lil bros
And Uzi and Wayne and even Lil boat
But everybody else, get up on out of here
Let's be honest I don't sugar coat nothing here
Why
Snatch all the honey from your honeycomb
Now the bees keep flyin' by me
I'm on that piff, that potty
That shit, smokin' like Vladi, spendin' dough from
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
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
Camino
Just look to see your lil homie flexin
Hit the freeway cuz your hood
A 100 miles away
Exit 51st nigga welcome to the turf
Tone it down my nigga
Cuz
toss em money no way they complain
Pour a pint in my 2 I feel like lil Wayne
Yeah
I feel like lil wayne
I could take the top off
Talking ‘bout millions
Told you that I been the man
Cooler then a fan
Weezy Wayne it's no ceilings dawg
When I close my eyes I still can hear it
Every letter, every word
You
I aint finna waste my feelings
Reverb plus bass I'm chilling
Laugh in the face of the limits
Feeling like Wayne aint got no ceilings
I aint finna
Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie
I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
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
Its Lil' Wayne (Lil' Wayne) on the wall brain spilla
Grave filla
Who me untamed gorilla
I be thugged out
Dead bodies drugged out
Throw
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
' Wayne]
Chillin by Elz
And we smoked a hundred L
We spoke about gals
We joked about tales
No homo
But I meant like a storytale
Ya dig
[Juelz Santana]
Let me
Lil' Wayne:
Clear da set nigga
(what) (what) (what) (what)
(verse 1)
See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble
Ready to come out the truck
freeze
(She'll Freeze)
I got her heart at her knees
Now it ain't no running from me
She my lil Runaway
Tryna escape all the problems
But I had the answers
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
I been balling so long but I don't want no problems
Keep that FN in reach, but I don't want no problems
Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don't
got crazy
I used to jam jt money when I hit rock bottom
Come clean and hoe problems ain't no problems
Don't let a bitch come between that ain't part
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