Lyrics:
on Usain, it's runnin', mmm
She give me brain, that skully, mmm
She drunk a Wayne McFlurry, mmm
And I'm on this lean, buzzin'
I'ma machine gun 'em
That
Ahaaa
I live by the hustle
Eyehh
Rapper from another Planet
Ahaa
I am young wayne sa
Eyehh
God I've been praying please would you please hear my cry
frames enhance my vision
Bad bitch gimme chin gimme chin like Crimson
Ima sprout in her mouth Zack and Cody I'm Dylan
And the Porsche like Wayne cause it
I came in thirty deep like that
And if you callin' and you see your bitch leave
Lil nigga it's on, like that
Rippin' it, rippin' it, rippin' it,
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
"SHYNE ON" BABY A.K.A BIRDMAN FEAT. LIL' WAYNE:
Intro: BIRDMAN- Yeah.... yeah... we goin go (we goin go). Old school (old school). you kno what
making some plays don’t include all the screens
I used to be dirty now keeping it clean
I’m doing this shit and its by any means
I’m stacking like tower
Lil Wayne:
Yeahh
Uh-Huh
Ummmm Uh-huh
Hello Motherfucker hey hi how you dering its Weezy F Baby come to
take a shit and urine on these toilet bowl
fall
[Lil Wayne]
Bang ,
The shooter name is Wayne
The victim didn't complain
She just screamed 'shoot again'
I gave her extra rounds
My
can’t keep clean, they stuck on the pills n purple n green, Alter reality dream
Making Eminem hop and me scream
Thats the hip hop warden team
Protecting
got 'em comin' to me
That's a lil something I learned from the streets
Yea I can't say I'm trapped out cuz I juug off my laptop
But junkies'll pass by
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
I booked studio with the trap money, Lil Wayne used to come get the bags from me
You still asking niggas for
You Where You Stand Or Just Shoot
Ya In The End And Just Meet You Where You Land.
[Lil Wayne:]
I Came To Rep My Hood
I Gotta Ride Clean
I Gotta
damn, how hard can a kid hit?
And why them local rappers ain't did shit?
Lil Wayne said, "Fuck the Heat"
Same local rapper niggas wanted beef
Fun,
Richie
Who, by the way, was a Commodore
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the Vietnam War
Then
y'all,
Where that sweet lil NOLA nigga go,
Tell yo mama that I'm full grown,
And leave my number by the home phone, 'know what's goin on,
This a glow up,
on another level
Baby let's go spend a bag on
Some brand new Dapper Dan
Could kick around you on some Carters
Like look like my name Lil Wayne
Tryna' see if I
and Jay
R.I.P. Pimp C, Common, Lil Wayne, and 'Ye
Primo, OutKast, where my nigga Dilla at?
S.V. uh uh, where my nigga Dilla at
And when you look into my
knocked in, I don't see it
Niggas livin' off them years, had to punch it
I ain't writein' down my pockets
For lil' paper, yo, bitch, I did
I ain't writein'
Alright
Alright
Top floor condo I'm climbing the height
Need the pin code to get on the site
Like I'm Bruce Wayne I step out at night
Alright
Alright
all black like Bruce Wayne
Put on a beat I'm gon' eat it like Cici's
Diamonds on me round my neck double VV
Stay in the lab with a blonde Dee-Dee
Louis
with it, homie you know how I do
This just a lil somethin you can let off ya glock to
Even tho we killed one and we ain't done yet
We ridin on these
toss em money no way they complain
Pour a pint in my 2 I feel like lil Wayne
Yeah
I feel like lil wayne
I could take the top off
Talking ‘bout millions
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