Lyrics:
I'm insane
They sayin I switched up bitch no I'm the same
I'm never gon switch up I stay in my lane
I jus need me a milli like I'm lil Wayne
Eyes so
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
niggas on yo head for a small bounty
Buffs white chunky diamonds looking like a mountain
Out the hood with them wolves I'm from wayne county (Detroit)
I'm
why
Put this mask on I'll turn recluse
To get everything I want this I'll have to lose
Gotta run in new circles is what I have to do
Bruce Wayne but my
there
You don't know it yet but you will see him I'm telling you
Put him in the game there it is ok Kenchimuyo, I appreciate you
I got wait for the album
a ass if you get caught in the street
Lil Wayne:
Shit, nigga betta hop, skip, and jump on the block
On Tuesdays and Thursdays better run from the block
my Dawg for your bitch Dumb & Dumber shit
I'm walking on the game and these
Cats ain't even running shit
Fold on the Gang and the squad I would never
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them things look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne Bush
I don't cook my shit, I don't break it down for
beginning and right now it is my time
Coming in like Lil Wayne
Hottest youngan in the game
I'm a beast that can't be tamed
Making moves and switching lanes
Sell now, never sold out, nigga
Bark now, lil scrappy with the paws
I came in this game to express these thoughts
To exchange and invest, fuck
The Bricks That Came From Panama
I Shipped 16 To Arkansas
And Sent The Rest To Witchitaw
Meet Us For The Fever Then
Goin Down In Cleveland
Yea I Put My Tax
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You'll
have niggas catching they cut when I be slinging nine (uh uh)
Lil Wayne, Juvie and Turk that's who I roll wit (who)
If I gotta lick that's who I go
niggas?
Fuck whoever signed these niggas, we shoot whoever ridin' with 'em
I'm hanging with the robbers and the scammers
I'mma put a pint inside
momma and my daddy I'ma change the game
Had to whoop a nigga ass I feel like Pootie Tang
Fell in love with that double cup feel like Lil Wayne
Don't hate
(Lil' Wayne)
Wuz Up
This the life nigga
Check
Verse 1:
I got ten round my neck
Twenty on my wrist
Million dollar luck ah
Million dollar
the stacks of money
Then these beautiful bitches was bending backs for me
Then lames put the rap game in a casket slowly
Man I don't give a fuck, this is rap
man spit
And I got a seat for anyone who can't stand it
I ain't chose the game, the game chose me
A lil' fame from the rap, but still the same O.G.
Squad
From the top, we have the great Luda, Jeezy and Wayne
T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game
And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher
ain't got time to go
This for everyone who said I couldn't when
I know I could
I'ma put it in they face daily
You know as I should
Foot on they necc,
put you in the log cabin, somewhere in Aspen
Girl ain't nothing to the pain ain't trickin' if you got it what you asking, for
Put you in the mansion,
Don't know what to do
They say it's just a phase
[Verse 3-(Lil Wayne)]
Uh-uh I'ma lil bit more than that
Shawty I'm so hot ima make u bring yo oven back
meat
Yeah you Lookin for me?
Name's Prada
Yeah Lil Pep is who I be
It's what you need
Look at my roni
Yeah look at my boots
Look at my jeans
Yeah look
said, we surrounded by ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Whoa whoa whoa
Now I'm shining baby glossing
Big tymin stuntin and flossing
Lamborghini
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