Lyrics:
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
wanted to be like Wayne when I grew up
World War 5, nigga, we finna suit up
Bitch in the uber, shе pickin' my food up
Sipped out the cup
Now it's raising
apart
So darlin' don't go breakin' my heart (Don't go breakin' my heart)
[Lil Wayne (R&B Sample)]
Yeah! She say she love me won't leave me won't
the set straight poppin'
[Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen, la
Weezy-We, movin' 20 ki's a week
On a good Friday it's like easy street
Breakin' down whole
The gift of Pete Wurthy, cat be iller than ill
Grasping more syllables, lock you in your tracks still
Could never die unlike Lil Wayne's thrill
Ain't gonna
Matta fact lil bitch stay up out dem streets wit him
All my hos ducked off
Finally got a trophy wife that's why you show dat hoe off
Took my que from
Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
[Lil Wayne talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy
high
Iced out everythang, stacks on deck no bank,what y'all kno bout the five hottest
Niggas in tha game, bow wow, short dog,scrappy, tha boi Lil
Lil Wayne
Bitches lick my lollipop cause all eyes on me
West coast shit bumping out the EA
In the south my boyz popping shit like champagne
In
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
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
well over a mill, nigga
Real nigga, come around and show up where you live, nigga
Pullin' out the K's, nigga ? and all
Wayne 'bout to damage your home
my folks
We treating money like green we get
The grass to grow
Shouts out to
Zone 1
Zone 6
3 and 4
Shouts out to all hoods getting money cross
the game, put up or shut up
I hit your head up
Bukka bang the Birdgang and the Birdman J
Lil Wayne, here to hang other words
Here to stay
Feel my pain!
a must
by tha year 2000
lil wayne gone tear this game up
Verse 2(lil wayne of tha hotboys)
Boss b,slow down in tha jag ya lost me
u kno how i flow in tha
dedicated like the tape Lil Wayne did with Drama
Villain era Dennis Rodman bout to lay with Madonna
Castor insane, yeah he handing out fades like a barber
like Wayne Perry
Had to cut my old bitch off, got me a bomb, and me and the streets got married
Oak Drive, 400 block, that’s the 4th Zone
King Ape aka
(Lil' Wayne)
I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it
reload it
unload
[Lil Boosie] U can catch me by tha school zone wit my McKinley blue on wit a tool on that'll have you you you and you gone you niggaz hatin on a boy cuz
this bitch
Hoe, you know it's LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is
like Lil Wayne
Revisin' the game like king James
The heads turnin like slim thug chain
I'm bangin' hooks like sugar Shane
I'm thowed off like Major
2008
You call that bitch the Match Box
Safety pin and nitro digit scales
I'm moving crack out
Lil' bitch off Tennessee in here with me
I blew her back
like Suge
Lil Wayne bar, I'm a tree in this bitch so I wish a motherfucker would
I ain't even in the mood to speak if you see me rocking both headphones
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
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