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Mrs. Officer

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter III [Deluxe Edition]

2008

you say

Mrs. Officer, Mrs. Officer
Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
I'm Kidd Kidd, my face on every wanted poster
I'm wanted by every

Yeah, I ain't no basic hood nigga
can't catch me sittin' in the scat

And just in case you think I'm pussy, bitch
I just might double back

My lil' nigga

lil bae)

Aye lil bae, aye lil bae I'm not gone play today
Watch what you say, well I say I need another bae
No more talking in this whip I'm bout

bae)
Aye lil bae, aye lil bae I'm not gone play today
Watch what you say, well I say I need another bae
No more talking in this whip I'm bout to kick you

on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not

I Get Money

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

ain't up niggaaa

[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I

is a hunnid
Call her, she comin', she fuck when she hauntin' My bitch is not bornin', know that I'm talkin' in money
Yeah, let that money talk for me

('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them
(Here's to Roc-A-Fella)
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and
(Here's

Mrs. Lovett:	Toby!
		Where are you, love?

		-[whisper]- “Where is he?”

		Nothing's gonna harm you--
		Not while I'm around

Sweeney Todd:	“Toby?” …

Captain Save-A-Ho, you might get shot in your cape (On god)
Niggas drop a mixtape, then they tattoo they face (Lil' pussy)
Niggas drop an album, then

Dead

Youngstah

Kursed

that

[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]
Mothaf**kas talk shit and they always wanna creep
Remember mothaf**ka you be talkin in your sleep
It's Mr. Lil One and I

talkin
Get to the bag aint no talkin yeah
Your bitch in the mix
She just wanna kick it
The ball is deflated but she wanna risk it
So I told that lil bitch

Hands up, hands up

Uh, pass that weed to a real nigga
Your girl is my biggest fan, windmill nigga
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, where my skateboard?
I jack

2030, niggas down bad
Y'all can't see Penny lower
2031, I'm fancy whippin'

Feelin' like a chauffeur
Got your bitch all in a robe
Aint talkin' cap

Mrs. Officer

Lil Wayne

Nu Urban Traxx, Vol. 128

2008

you say

Mrs. Officer, Mrs. Officer
Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
I'm Kidd Kidd, my face on every wanted poster
I'm wanted by every

Holla at Me

Fat Joe

Listennn... The Album

2006

DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of

You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let

Young nigga totin' on that mac ain't talkin' Macintosh
Young nigga totin' on that FN, Fabrique Nationale
And I'm rollin' beaters in this bitch I get

holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit

from nothing now you see me pop out the brunch hen..
surpass everybody by a landslide
fly first class now I'm up in N.Y
and I was sent by Wyclef
to be

and aim
Sick of you niggas talkin' like you won't get wet in the rain
Now I'm singin' Frank Ocean, and you get hit with this Novacane
Sick and tired

your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By

Foreign Boi this you?
I got pistol by my side, and I was use to talkin' suicide
Put the blicky 'tween your eye, let me see you tell a lie
Money on my

around all that rockra
Talkin' 'bout shit we been did
Keep a lil' bit of my cold Glade (Cold)
Put a lil' bit in my plus one
Don't know where to put my