Lyrics:
leave you in a trance, trance
Now when I kick the game, I get the names up in the trance
I'm in the in the iller ranges, Lil Wayne, me and my mans
On the southside
With my lil southside shawty
Had to keep my eyes wise, my nose down, my blunt packed too tight
Shawty
I lost my way somewhere
By where they don't
Watch how I move, get the money, drop the bag lil' bitch
She got oooh!, stupid body, she a bad lil' bitch
Why you hatin', step your game up, don't be
My life is the shit
It be me, fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin' things
With them twenty-two inch chopper
My life is the shit
It be me, fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin' things
With them twenty-two inch chopper
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
a Lil Wayne song
40 on the Jeep, 30 thousand on the Range bro
Pull up for the 3, Turn around that's how the game go
Baby come through and roll the spliff
know I play it like a pro in the game
[Lil Wayne:]
Okay I'm out 'chea you niggaz done started it ya ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries pardon
angel arms
[Lil' Rock]
I'm put on the Earth route to do things, known by two names
The voter Lil' Rock, yo let's start a new game
I'm a throw docks
strapped wit'
That MAC Maine, and they hate fags
You prolly have a seizure like Lil'
Wayne when they skate past
Nigga, you softer than a premature baby ass
Been down from jump thats my lil momma
Hot boy like Wayne shit I look like lava
Put a new watch on wrist that shit look like Guava
for eminen,
I pray for dre
I pray for DMX
I pray for jay z
I pray for 50
I pray for game
I pray for daddy
I pray for dog
Crying this B.I.G
Crying this
Acura lenses to the Imacular Benzes
Compare a rapper to lyrics Im so intact with the business
Put it on err lil thing I got
Put it on err lil thing I got
it down for the bros
That lil bitch sold me her soul
That lil bitch sold me her soul
Ima put that on the soul
Gotta put that on the soul
All I ever
that beat
I get a bitch ignored, dirty feet
.45 made by Orbit, dirty teeth
Huh, dirty mouth, huh, clean it out
Lil' bitch ain't as freaky as she
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
high
Iced out everythang, stacks on deck no bank,what y'all kno bout the five hottest
Niggas in tha game, bow wow, short dog,scrappy, tha boi Lil
I’m Bruce Wayne
I got a Lucious Fox and a Tom Hagan
I can count all my day ones on one hand
But that don’t account for these button men
So quit pulling
a one track mind now that i'm verified
Ain't got not time for no games
My music all in you veins
So much talent i stay in my lane
You niggas be itching
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
Y'all have a seat, we be right
Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, I'm the bullet, BIAATCH!!!
G'd up from the feet up.
A-be-see D-E-F
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm
Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, I'm the bullet, BIAATCH!!!
G'd up from the feet up.
A-be-see D-E-F
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm
the opps
We just pull up on they block
And let off a bunch of shots
We gone spin around again if we don't see no bodies drop
Ain't no need for that lil vest
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