Lyrics:
it's gonna get tricky
No Lil Wayne, no Drizzy, your hoe, yeah she miss me
I pour up the sprite, she pour up the pink whitney
Make her hit the high notes,
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,
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
(yeah)
I was the first one hittin' that shit
She was the first one suckin' my dick
She hit the stores in the G-Wagen (yeah)
She tryna hop
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne
guns on me for the smoke
That's uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
Call me Capalotty (woo), Big Slimalini (yeah), Lil' Slime Gotti (uh)
That ain't
Forever swift rolling
It's Lil' Shaqk No O'Neal tho'
Gotta' turn me up fam'
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Nappy hair
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
grizzle, ya dig
Now we got the hottest nigga on the internet
Lil' Twist Hefner
Young money good night,
And yeah I'm goin' shine like an ultra violet
the white Benz, same color Mike skin
Make ya soul spin when the pin loading
Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud
Yeah, now its childs play nigga
My lil' "G"
Come in with missiles
Lyrical acrobatic
Words like bullets they hit you
Hit my lil bro yeah he answered the tele
Blow up like terrorist my time is coming
you
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour
I'll send my dog to dog you, you're dog food
My son'll blam you for a
Half ounce of dog food
Yeah, that's my lil
Range (yeah)
With them fours on that thing, sitting next to Lil Wayne
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, yeah, yeah I rap harder (c'mon)
Mic in my hand, I run
tiza dyela
Heyy
I know you know I want you
But let's just keep it casual
Ain't tryna make you cry all day all night like Lil Wayne's tear drop
Like
everywhere I go
Whole world bang this song 'cause it's cold
Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off
But she want a photo, so I took a photo
Yeah, I took
"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
Baby Forget your pain
All the petty girls lil, no Wayne
They've been old news like last week
Now where the hoes at, Don't ask me
To be honest I've been
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
that
Yeah, what's happening, baby? I'm Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy, now the captain of my own team
Hop in this machine, vanish
This isn't just one of them rappin' R&B niggas
I'm fuckin' with Tha Bizness, some of the hardest beat rippers
Fuckin' with Lil Wayne then you're gon'
shit like a game
Have her pop pussy but I'm not Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
All blacked out like I'm Bruce Wayne
I threw you the oop just slam it like King
Wayne with the pain now
Anything I'll do
Mind gone, no clue
No stain, no proof
Bruce Wayne with the pain now
I be on the road
Getting throwed yeah I'm
I'm gone make a killing
Talking Lil Wayne my coupe got no ceiling
I'm playing my cards I'm dealing and dealing to get to the millions
They keeping tabs
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
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