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it up and yuck it up, baby work on that pole
Got them niggaz in a circle hollerin' here we go-o
Back that azz up lil' one all the way to the zipper
I

phony
Where the fuck was you at
I was grinding by my lonely
Throw up your set or some
Throw up your set or some
Throw up your set or some
Throw up your

you not gang, can't hang
All black, Bruce Wayne
Kick the lil' bitch, oh she got mood swings
If we pull up on your block it's for two things
Bang bang,

off the leash It’s forever fuck police 
Want me slow it down Ima speed it up 
In that pussy ya Ima beat it up 
Splitting lanes Cuz A nigga ina hurry

1234
I lift yo ho
Do a set and then lift so more
Lift a hoe to help you grow
ow much she weigh
I'm finna throw her up easy
How much she weigh
I'm finna

It's the real shit, yeah
500 Degreez this time, bitch
Yessir, yessir, throw them Ws up
You already know (yeah, yeah)

You see me? I eat, sleep,

Northside hittas throw ya set up who you wit
Them Soufside niggas throw ya set up who you wit
My Westside bitches throw ya set up who you wit
All my Eastside

this time
Jay Rock and All My Life hit the airwaves
We almost got into some major
Beef over Lil’ Wayne
That part I'mma leave out
Theres certain things

cut up, throw my set up do it better bitch
And im just looking for my number one fan
Somewhere in the crowd let me see ya wave ya hands
Who deliver

the way. I'll lead ya.
Never doubt. I'll make a believer
Set the tone. I'm bad to the bone baby.
Talk dirty to me, that turn me on baby
Big girl so I do what

Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this

Falling in the trap of a material mindstate 
You set yourself up, and I ain't talking no blind date 

So you can keep your Bruce Wayne money 
I've got my

Yes lord, yes lord death Row said so
All hail, all hail outlawz
Let's get ready to rumble
Let's get ready to rumble hAHAHAHA
Yeah! Throw ya hands up

Word Is Bond

Brand Nubian

Everything Is Everything

1994

Word is bond, we got it goin on 
C'mon throw ya hands in the air 
Brand Nubian'll rock to the break of dawn 
In the air, in the air 
It's like

Hold up
Lil ling baby
Throw that shit back bitch
Drop that ass down pick it up slow (real slow)
Babygirl lemme see u get low (get low)
Goin shake

500 Degreez

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

It's the real shit, yeah
500 Degreez this time, bitch
Yessir, yessir, throw them Ws up
You already know (yeah, yeah)

You see me? I eat, sleep,

live in the moment
Can tell by how I push up on you that I really want it
Thats why its lookin like we sexing in this club
Girl I can teach you

Imagine

Juelz Santana

When the North and South Collide: Screwed

drought 3 
And um, check this out 
Yeah imagine waking up out ya sleep to them pistols blastin'
And if the witness is dead there's no trial 
If you

don't know what you came to see
Nigga just out here feeding my kids
Throw up the duece and let me slide on by
Cause everybody wants to be a tough guy

it like a half a key
My neck chilly like I've
Never been to Applebee's i'm the best
No offense to anyone that back with me
Bruh, they set you up before

Outro

Drama

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)

And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com

We heard o' ya bitch muhfuckas poppin' shit
We murder ya! Biatch!
Run up in ya crib snack up
Ya kid then murk yo Pa
You don't know what I do to ya! Uh

to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on the first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it's throw

turn into your enemies

Chorus:
(Juvenile)Load it up slide it in cock it back pop it out.
Load it up slide it in yall die.
(Lil Wayne) Load it up slide