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back, he is not the guy (he ain't the one)
I told her bring soda, rock and raw, nigga (boy)
I put lil shorty to sleep, rock-a-bye, nigga (bitch)
Two

ok)
So I put you in the game, phone jumpin like Lebron
Had a nigga in jail feeling like he was a don (Boss shit)
First visitation I got faded by lil

Run for It

Juvenile

Big Tymers Featuring the Hot Boys/Juvenile

1998

gon' bust
Lil Wayne hol' up
We kitin' out sho' nuff'

Now if ya at dat second line and dem boyz gotta gun
You betta run for it, run for it, run

gonna come back home for a while

Got the motherfucking game in a chokehold
I be smoking that gas by the boatload
Best sit your ass down when you dealing

and mop up your block, then she doing chores for me
And I got no worries cause' ima' be geeked up til' the morning
Put em' blast, put em' on game, I give

Real Nigga

Boosie Badazz

Out My Feelings (In My Past)

2016

nigga
Put me on my feet since a lil' nigga
Let my dawg drink too much huh
Might be gone, but he still wit' me
Bun B my G, my OG
RIP Big Pokey (Smoke

the bank for her
Spitting game
Not the same as your ex
If he left Say less
That's enough to send a thanks to him
Out the mud
Smoking bud by the pack
Having

packed condoms
I shoulda packed a book with scriptures
Put me in the Rock Hall of Fame with all the suicidal niggas, iconic figures
If rivals come for

to swerve, they was all in my lane (skrrt)
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map (uh), Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
Sleep on the yacht for like

like fa la la la la la la
I'm not Lil Wayne but she lick me like a lollipop
But I put my balls on her neck like its Mardi Gras
Getting pape all day

bus passes and I'm up early in the morning and I'm active with it I tell em put me in the game I'm a captain with it, Activision, how I play the map is

a whole eighth nigga
I ain't getting sleep as it is
And I preach what I live, playing Lil Wayne and Kritical's
Fuck A Lane when I'm the reaching the crib
I

Respect Us

Juvenile

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop

Can't Believe It

T-Pain

Promo Only: Urban Radio (August 2008)

can 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

feelings
Every night I throw a party
She done died and went to heaven
I forgot to close the coffin
I'm just lookin' for lil sexy to
Direct me from the horror

ass, bump my Head a few times just to realize I'm the Man
I'm too dedicated to this shit, like Lil Wayne, move around all night, all black
Bruce Wayne

Let's Get Funky

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 1

1997

for the capture
What you wan' do nigga
Mystikals who I'm after
Grab yo' steel and shoot
I'mma killer not a rapper
Lil' Wayne, he bout it too
I'mma

shawty cream like my name was Wu Tang (like I'm tang)
And she luv when I fuck on ha brain
You wifin that hoe that aint part of the game (at all)
Off that

bodies before he turned twelve
Nigga lost love for his pops
Been tryna think for himself
Got a few racks in his pockets
Lil Dee done stepped this shit up

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 kick in the door wit (who)
Baby is

Carolina, nigga

You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
It's like eighty

whats the plan 
Holla at a playa (x4)

Lil Wayne
Ok Baby Im the shit so can you bring me some tissha
Air freshener but bitch Im fresha
I can get ya girl

Grew Up a Screw Up

Ludacris

Release Therapy [Clean]

2006

Picked Out 
I Slipped In Even My Baby Stroller Was Tricked Out 
Somebody Get Him The Lil Niggas Out Of Control 
Put A Lil Bit Of Rum I My Bottle 
I'll

the hoe in you
The game is over
Cut the shit
we're all aware of what you did
You say you didn't but you did
And we cannot put up with it
Don't say you're