You Nasty lyrics - Lil' Wayne

Five Foot Six, Nice Size Dick.
Long Ass Hair You Could Pull My Shit
I Dont Even Care We Could Do It Anywhere
Bust One In The Elevator,
One In The Stairs.
She Seperate Her Legs On The Arms Of The Chair
Sex Is In The Air, She Want Me To Hit It Rare.
That Means Raw, That Means Naw,
I Could Pull Out But That Means Jaw.
That Means Gulp
I Wake Up To Vodka And Orange Juice
Baby You Could Drink My Pulp
Think She Wont?
I Bet She Will
Baby Doll Ride With No Hands On The Wheel
Still Lil Wayne Disregarding The Lil
How That Boy Grew Up And Got A Sex Appeal
Yeah! Im So Dressed To Kill
Tell Her I Hit Her Pussy Like Vagisil Fareal.

Shorty Let This Be Known
I Got My Own Crib
And You Can Come Through
Get Some Of That Good Dick
Only If You Need To Shorty
You Could Bring Your Kids
I Gotta Ps2 And All Of That Good Shit.
Ill Let That X Box Keep Them Busy
Call Pop Get A Bag Of Dro
Keep You Dizzy
Yeah, Thank You Lil Jay
I Got It From Him
Then We Can Fuck And Sweat That Weed Smell Out Of Ya Hair
Yeah Shorty Gotta Booty Like Popcorn
Remove Ya Underwear
But Please Leave Them Socks On
Feet Or Toes
I Aint Really Into That
Just Tryina Put My Hand On Top Ya Head Like A Fitted Cap
Cuz Your Feelin That
Shorty I Know You Is.
Observe That No Clothes Sign
When You In My Crib
Yeah I Cant Let Em Get Past Me
I Cut That Camera On And Shorty Said- You Nasty

Hop In My Whip
Lets Ride.
Let Me Feel Them Thighs
While You Smoke In This Sly
What? You Aint Know That I Was Ballin
Im True To The Game
Baby Girl, We Just Met
Im Just Tryna Get You Out That Dress
See Whats Round My Neck
Know How That Rose Gold Glo
Know How That Platinum Shine
Bend On Over
Touch Them Toes
While I Hit It From Behind
Everything I Got Is Mine
No Time For Questions
Just Time For Sexxin
Let Me Grab Protection
Now Its On And Crackin
Pimpin , Mackin
What Im Bout
Leave The Chick
Dig Her Out
Leave My Niggas Paper Out
Haaah!

Upgrade U lyrics - Lil' Wayne

I Know U See Da Gwap Cause Gettin Money Is Wut We On
Ridin Drop Top In Da Winter Wit Da Heat On
Bad Yella Bitch Keep My Passenger Seat Warm
Leg Hangin Out Da Winda U Aint Got Dese On
Bitch Holla It Is Lil Weezy
Dey Can Not See Me They Are Like Stevie
I Am Bareing A Ton Like Lee-V
I Circle Ya House Like Bee-Bee
Colder Dan Da He-Be-Gee-Bees
Neva Give Free Bees 75 Thousand For Dese Beats
Shid I Can Get A 100 Thousand Up In Dese Jeans
Big Stacks My Pockets On Crillteen
Young Money Dipset Nigga We A Team
If U Dont Like It Nigga Fuck U No Vaseline
Errr I Peel Off In Da Lambergine
Like A Tangerine Got Da Industriy Straight Shakin Like A Tamberine
Like A Bitch Wit Some Lips Like Angaline Not Jolie
Hoe Lee Got Flow Id Go Where No Other Guy Go
Fuck You Hoe Im So 5 0 4
I Hope Every Snitch Die Slow
Hip-Hop Dats My Hoe I Know She Know I Like It Wet
Dont Want No Dry Hoe
Alright Bitch I Am D-Boy No Decoy And I Will Straight Up Destroy
Any Boy Arman And I Prefor Money Den Bitches Are Just Need For
We Are Young Money Bitches And I Am Da Lee-Dor
He Are Currency Mac Maine And Bboy And I Just Signed
A Chick Named Nicky Ne-Norge

And Me Im Still Spitten Like A Retard
And Dese Niggas Soft Dey Should Be Rappin In Leotards
Nigga We In Charge Baby Put Me In Charge
And Im Just Murderin Niggas Free Of Charge
Ya Digg Juss Holla Back I See Ya Sarge
And Im So Fuckin High I Could Eat A Star
Yeah And Let Me Upgrade U
U May Not Be A Model But I Can Front Page Ya
U Know Im Nasty Excuse My Behavior
Let Me Juss Taste Ya We Can Fuck Late-Ta
Sitten In Da Coop Lookin Like A Racer
Top Peeled Back Like Da Skin Of A Potato
Seat Way Back Listen To Anita Baker
Ridin By Myself Smokin Weed By Da Acre
Hollygrove Gata Aint Nobody Greater
Leave Wit Some Bullet Holes Da Size Of Craters
U Aint Heard Da Latest Weezy F Da Greatset
Battle Anybody Nigga Fuck Away Ya Favorite
Its A New Game And Im Da Coach Like Avery
Leave It To Da Flow We Gettin Doe Like A Bakery
I Dont Really Want To But Dese Niggas Makein Me
Put A Muthafucker On Ice Like Da Maple Legue
Dats A Hockey Team And I Aint On No Hockey Team
But Im A Champion Wheres Da Fucking Rocketbeam
Damn Rest In Peace Applo Creed
Imma Monster Everyday Is Halloween
Alot Of Syrup Alot Of Pills And A Lot Of Weed
And I Keep My Pockets Greeen Like A Pot Of Peas
And If U Hatin Baby U Can Get A Shot Of Dese
Dese Nut In Ya Mouth Can U Swallow Please
Haha Yeah Im So Hot I Freeze
Big Balls And Dey Jangle Like Alot Of Keys
Even Def Bitches Say Hi To Me
She Tell Da Blind Bitches She Say I Gotta See
Young Carter Darlin Understand I Am Micheal Jordan Ballin
Yes Imma Dog Imma Haul Ya Homie
Imma Boss Ya Man Is Juss An Employer Mommie

Promise Freestyle lyrics - Lil' Wayne

Damn she bad.. damn she thick
and i may not kno perfect, but damn she it,
and she thick and she right,
damn she nice,
u can be my judge baby.. yeah i do life,
give me life..
and i know that u be dancin til ur toes hurt,
i can make ur toes curl,
i can make ur soul jerk,
we can soul search,
and i also got that street credit.. i got more work then any dude.. u .. knew
girl i am a blood 'su wu'
i hear u want somebody u can call boo,
i will change my name to boo and fuck around n call u,
now what'chu wanna do?
because whateva that may be baby i wan`do that too,
& ooh i could g.p.s. u, what u goin through,
like a pair of wet n sticky vickys girl im on u,
ok man.. the mood is so right, light,
two can take flight,
my big girl T.I. is the king i am the prince ur knight,
right? u dont need a superman u just need a man like weezy
Babyyy
and i could make u feel the same way,
we could postpond n stay home like a rain day,
she'll have the salad just put her on wayne's plate,
what u kno bout havin syrup poured on that pancake?
nasty as i want to be or nasty as u like me to be,
i hope u like me too n now u know i like u too..3am room service,
serve ya..u can be my dessert be my caramel sherbet,
call u mama we can make a baby,
n the way u work that mic in the video is so crazy,
and that chair or stool move was cool,
u make me wanna ooh..
im a be cool i need a moment,
i think you are the finest human on earth,
we can get together i can help u with that homework.. take ur ass to school too.. woo
teach u all the rules u never knew.. we need a moment
i can be ur future, i could be ur teacher, be ur proffesor.. write down this lecture,
u want some extra credit?? let me check ur home work..
i can be ur tutor n help u with exams,
no fail'n or its summer time for u,
u got them goodies n i got a sweet tooth,
like can yall blame me??.. shit Hov got B and i just want C..
i just want to see if ur taller then me,
no really i wanna see if your my Mrs Carter to be,
yeah i kno.. this is pretty awkward for me but i just act like u are talkin to me when u say...

'ohh i mean everything that i say.... fom the bottom of heart....i would never, never ever hurt u..i open my heart(reapeat)'(ciara's part)

believe that.. and i agree that,
open up ur heart to me n u wont get ur key back,
Ms. Ciara u are colder then blue n baby i aint talkin to no body else but u...

(ciara comes in)

..yeah .. Weezy F.... who better?
who else, but me... ha
hey sweet heart.. ay i dont care what nobody say real nigga gon` respect you
ya dig?
ay darling u are all that.. whateva that is.. i'd sure like to know...
let me cut that out man...ay straight up i just did this mama cuz u deserve it... young Carter.. im out

Lil' Wayne - Don't Die lyrics

Yeah...Yeah
Check me out man..Yeah


-=[Lil'Wayne]=-

Original gangsta, black clothes and bangers
Bullet shells and chambers, fill the L's up
We stay low from the ranges cause they tryin to tame us, but we brainless
And just think, I'm one sell out record away from being famous
Shit I guess I ain't it
You could paint it how you may, but I remain this gangsta 'til the day I lay
where the worms stay
I spit it for my nigga's sake
I spit it for myself a long time ago
Got a few houses, few whips, few condos
I'm so straight I'm pointin
The game is hurtin, and baby boy the ointment
Baby boy the president now
Shit you gotta make an appointment
Two record labels
You should come join 'em
Do check the label
And make sure it's yellow or rose 'fore you bring it to my table


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a nigga like fuck it
I'm still a G, thuggin out in public, believe it
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a nigga like fuck it
I'm still a G, thuggin out in public, straight up


-=[Birdman]=-

Yeah...
Nigga playin, doing about 180
Mazeratti, matchin drop top sun shade
Gotta be fly, P1 nigga, spent about five on a condo high in the sky
G4 whenever, fly in any weather
Had to pop a few pussies that was bad feathers
Million on the floor
Thats fo' sho' that lil' homie got the flow, so we all just goin flow
And don't think about the past
A little water came, now we floatin on everything
Niggaz doing about anything, killin while they hustlin
Niggaz puttin it in for the change
So we headed to the game, Culpepper gettin his roll on
I'm on the side with that bling
And outside, got them thangs
Them Phantoms out there, we do it up, switchin lanes

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil' Wayne

Now, don't fuck with that dogg
Yo, I'm gonna knock your fuckin head off
And I'm coming back hard
Stunner get me to work, and I'm runnin that off
I'm comin back with it, and let my team split it
With a swagger you can't get, naw you can't get it
Shit, bitch I pop like Diddy, I pop like when he goin stop? When it's empty
And you still drawing Leonardo D'Vinci


-=[Birdman]=-

Trap me, I'm in there early, gettin money ridin dirty
Uptown puttin in down blowin out the pound
Duffle bag full of cash when I come around
The lil' homie got the game so I put him down
Hold my town, world wide wearin a crown
Like father like son, got it off the mound
Like father like son, nigga's stand their grounds
Like father like son, nigga fuck them clowns


-=[Chorus]=-
-=[Birdman over chorus]=-

Yeah nigga,
Un-fuckin-believable
I know y'all hear some more shit about me and my little young nigga
You know, they mouth like they ass
Anything will come outta that motherfucker ya' heard me
Big shouts to all them cities who opened your arms to us nigga
And let us through that motherfucker, ya' heard me
Cause that water ran us out that motherfucker, but we did bounce back
Believe that 305, 404, 713, all that, Dallas, Kansas
Everybody ya' heard me, Oklahoma, yeah, everybody, the whole world

Army Gunz lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Chorus]=-

Yeah yeah yeah (I got army gunz)
Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah yeah yeah (I-I-I-I-I got army gunz)
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game
Now ya know I play it like a pro in the game


-=[Lil'Wayne]=-

Okay I'm out 'chea you niggaz done started it ya ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries pardon me
But them niggaz won't touch not a part of me bet on it
Them niggaz belong in a sorority ain't that a bitch
Burn they bodies up for the authorities no evidence
You gon' stop fuckin' wit' them warriors from New Orleans
And I really think that it'd be better if
I just hit ya block wit that baretta and hop out and let her rip
Let her bang let her bust etcetera etcetera
You niggaz is scared of the southern part of America
Here it come got her done never caught without one
Niggaz wanna ball so I guess I gotta bounce 'em
Smokin' on a ounce of that shit from the mountains
People say I need to stop no I need a counselor
And I'm here you are gonna need a chopper
And I'ma need a lawyer and you gon' need a doctor
Why? Because...


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

Get at 'em we hit 'em up if they rattin'
Niggaz ain't fuckin' wit' the boy them niggaz softer than satin
I'm feelin' awfully aggy yes I walk wit' the maggy
I tell him park in a alley and leave 'em parked in the alley
Niggaz talkin' about me but they ain't talkin' it at me
'Cause if they talkin' it at me then I'm just talkin' to caskets
All that talkin' is pussy bitch you better make ya words strong
'Cause the shit gettin' chiseled on ya tombstone
What they do I got a chopper in the UHaul
Make a real nigga bring it back to '92 dog
Bring his ass to the river drop the fool off
Hope he can swim wit' them concrete shoes on
I got the gun right beside me who don't?
Got beef homie I was just gettin' hungry
When you come bitch you better bring a army
We can do it in the streets and throw a gansgta party nigga
Why? Because...


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

Thirty shots in the clip niggaz let's trip
Line 'em up put 'em down on the guest list
These niggaz 'bout to make me go Rambo
I'ma take the shit as far as it can go
War is the answer if ya questionin' the general
Snap shots at'cha baby you are just a centerfold
And less Kenneth Cole niggaz seem plenty bold
Pull that bitch out alright don't make me get my fishin' pole
Them niggaz hoes really doe
I would swing down there wit' any O Forty-Fo' and let 'em go
Let 'em know that I ain't never been sweet and won't be
Yes I'll be right here on the ground when you want me
Make a nigga have to come back like wit' the smack
Thomas bitch I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact
And I ain't never killed no one jack
But I'm honest bitch I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact
Why? Because...

-=[Chorus]=-

1st Key lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Hook]=-

I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki


-=[Verse 1]=-
Birdman

Yeah, Hustlin On My City Streets
Tryna Get A Whole Ki (I Bought My Frist Ki, My First Ki)
In 93 And We Was Gettin 'em Like For 25
Columbian Connect, Homey We Was Gettin Fly
We On The Grind And Our Nuts Got Bigga
And Every Day We In The Muthafuckin Hood Our Guns Got Bigga
Stuntin On Them Niggas, Gettin Money Stayin Fly Every Day A Nigga Spendin
Ridin 25s And We Blazin Gettin High, Nigga Showin Off His Ride
Crusin Through The Beach Nigga Rollin In Them Bimmers
Them People Pull Me Over Hatin Cause They Can't See Us
Know I Got The Money (Laws Won't Leave Me Alone)
Now They Actin Funny Cuz They Know A Nigga Strong
Money Long And We Comin

I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)


-=[Verse 2]=-
Lil'Wayne

I Ain't Have To Touch A Piece Of Work Since '94
I Lost My Daddy In '96 And Started Makin Moves
In '98 (I Got A Brand New Lexus Coupe)
(Now Them Laws Won't Leave Me Alone)
They Pull Me Over, Lock Me Up, I Bail Out On My Own
I Call My Poppa On The Phone, Tell Him Cook Up A Zone
I Leave A House With A Pocket Full Of Stones
Got Them Hoes Slangin, Hidin Packs In They Titties
Them Small Chest Bitches Gotta Put It In They Butt
(20s In Them They Can't Fuck Wit Us)
I Got So Many Hoes
(It's To The Flow Or I Don't See, Don't Know)
(Now They Won't Leave Me Alone)
Man I Got So Much Dough
(It's To The Flow Or I Don't See, Don't Know)
(Now They Won't Leave Me Alone)
Weezy Baby D Boy


-=[Hook]=-
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha
I Bought My First Ki
Bought My Bought My First Ki
I Bought My First Ki From My Baby Momma Brotha (Cooked It Up Myself And Started ...)


-=[Verse 3:]=-
Birdman

And I Ain't Touch A Mothafuckin Ki Since '04
And Thats The Word That We Servin, Look Thats All We Know
Them Niggas Talkin Shit But We The Niggas Wit The Cash Flo'
(I Still Smoke That Weed, Smoke That Smoke That Smoke That Weed)
And I'm Back On The Beach And We Blowin Out The Whole Beat
My Ak Mack Eleven Represent The 3
Gangsta Like A Mothafucka Me And My Homies

-=[Lil'Wayne]=-
Yeah, My Nigga Rabbit Was A Og
My Momma Husband Thats What Show Me (My First Ki)
Yup, Then You Know I Had To Be A Hustla
I Started Sellin Hubbers

Fly In lyrics - Lil' Wayne

So they asked me
Young boy, whatchu gonna do the second time around?
How you gonna come back?
I try told 'em I come back like thirty-two
I jump back like thirty-three
Uh, hit me, that's nothing
This here's Tha Carter 2 people, this here's Tha Carter 2 people

Hey, they call me Mr. Carter
I kissed the daughter
Of the dead's forehead
I killed the father
Spilled the heart of a mildew hata
I will put them bodies on chill like glaciers
Gracias, I'm craziest, it's obvious
Going against me is atheist
I got my angels on my shoulder
And a quarter of that angel dust
I ain't sniffin' I'm just pitchin' your honor
I ain't snitchin' your honor
Hate bitch niggas bitches with power
Vacate when the kitchen get hotter
I just sit on the counter
Open the cabinet, close the cupboard
Put that jar in the skillet drop a four in the bubbles
I remember bein' young tryin' to hustle my dope
Tryin' to tell the old junkies that my crack ain't soap
Tryin' to tell you 'fore you jump that my mack ain't broke
You ain't tryin' to see how far that black batman go
No, call me pacman your ghost is blue
I got my red river rubies and my ocean blue
Jewelry, usually I'm a hooligan for the money
Yeah I'm eatin' but I got a tapeworm in my tummy
Make harm and I bomb you in public
Getchu with the straight arm no warning, nothin'
Look it's mornin', no yawnin' or nothin'
I ain't sleepin', I'm up tryin' to take a niggas lunch
You gon make a nigga break a nigga fronts
Then shake a nigga's shorts and we takin' what we want
I'm so five-oh-four you gotta kill me here
If you ever lookin' for me bitch I will be here
Cash money is the army, navy seal me here
Alotta niggas ran from me but I still be here
No chrome on the Continental
I'm so fundamental
Crack the phill, crack the roof and roll up the window
And my hood love me they tell me bring it home

Lil' Wayne - Alphabet Bitches lyrics

-=[Verse 1]=-
Well the A is for Ashley
she always ask for me to take it out her pussy
put it right in her ass and the
B is for Brittany she right in the class
she be hatin on Ashley cuz she tight in the ass
you see is for Christina want me to big screen her
the way she dick dish should be a misdameanor so if you seen her
I been searchin but cant find her
ever since i been wit Diamond wit Diamonds in her vagina
And the E is for ever elegant Ericka
sweet red bitch
we used to call her Miss America
I aint gon lie now Ericka is a dog
but to the that magnolia nigga she done fucked em all, (Slim!)
Speakin of slim, the f is for Fat,
a real skinny hoe so you know
why they call her that
And the G for gabriel , you can call her Gabby
but all my homeboys seem to call her nasty (man)

-=[Chorus]=-
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches

Do you know what album had this song, can you report to us below?
I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got

-=[Verse 2]=-
H is for my H-town homegirl Heather
Head haze, purple pussy pills with afta
My mami's dedicated aw, she neva tell me no
the most she say is not yea and then uh
I is for Isis mami a pisces,
she fuck rappers for free, but hit them actors wit prices
they always pay cuz her body the nicest
but I hit that everyday back when I had the wife I
J for Joanessa kinda sexy wit light eyes
she didnt make the band but she still doin quite fine
To key for Kia
I hate that bitch
because she super fuckin fine
but she caint take that dick
And then the L is for LaKia
that's Kia's twin
night and day everytime we fuck I fall right in
and the M is for Maria, Madia, Madieah
she hangs out wit NeCole whose fuckin Olivia

-=[Chorus]=-

These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches

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I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got

-=[Verse 3]=-
P for Paulina she go all night
If I dont fuck her once a week she prolly go on strike and the Q
is for Queen cuz she is my Queen
but she cant ride it like Ranada but her body is mean and uh
S is for Shayna a sucker in bed
she take advantage of the fact that Im a sucker for head
and the T is for Tara too much Mascara
tone down on the blush like you tryna scare her
U for Ursula she wit Vicky
they both come over and work out wit me
the W for Wanda she kinda remind ya
of that game streetfighter hands like Ehonda.
The Y for Yvette she get wetter than most
She always try to get high but I just let her get low.
And last but not least the Z goes to Zara
She gets high off Zimphandale and masterbates to The Carter.


-=[Chorus]=-
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alpha Bitches
These are my bitches, my Alphabet Bitches

I get bitches (say what)
I get bitches (say who)
I get bitches (say huh)
I get bitches
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got (oh)
You got

Lil' Wayne - Weezy Baby lyrics

Yeah... ma gurl get in at 1:15 am
The guitar's cryin right now
Just a couple things goin on in my life, you know


-=[Verse 1]=-
Brim leanin, cup tilted, blunt flickin
Get money, fuck bitches
Young Weezy, young pimpin, she love it
I keep goin, she keep cumin, what you know bout it
So bout it...like Master P... but no coward
No I am no Howard the duck duck
Lead showers, black flowers
Black dresses, two hours, closed casket
Ma dough tactics is so crafty
No laughter, I do that after I get the dough bastards
I get the dough faster, what if I flowed faster
Like... oh Nancy the flow's plastic, automatic, I'm
More drastic, ain't no names compared to me
Who are you, where are ya, I can't see, ya air to me
Ya not there to me, I ain't fuckin wit you bitch niggaz
I'm fuckin ya sis nigga, it's Weezy


-=[Hook - Nikki]=-
If you don't call him Weezy
Then you must say the baby
If you don't say the baby
Then just don't say it at all


-=[Verse 2]=-
I'm... slick as an old mac, I'm... sick as a prozac
And... the Carter 1 was the... dick for you hoes trapped
And... this is Tha Carter 2 and... this is the bozack
Diggin you hoes back, quick if I blow back
Got it... gone Rabbit
Fast ma daddy's Rabbit at home
What up pa (what up), what up Pac (what up), what up Pun (what
up)
What up Big (what up), what up Solja
As the streets get colder I get chillier
What up Left Eye (what up), what up Aaliyah (what up)
Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
I shoot niggaz in the mouth boy pucker up
Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the fuck
Where the hell all these new pussy rappers come from
I chew 'em up like bubble gum... yum yum
Young Weezy so troublesome, what what


-=[Hook - Nikki]=-
If you don't call him Weezy
Then you must say the baby
If you don't say the baby
Then just don't say it at all


-=[Verse 3]=-
I ain't talkin fast you just listenin too slow
I'm... gettin them Benjamins
Can serve like the Wimbledon
If I'm in any predicament, nervous never that
Got a gat to knock whoever back back, very flat
Chest... caved in, mess on the pavement
Splat... cherry wax, rrraaahhh... bury that
Rats... scary cat, rrraaattt carry that
Hollygrove trigga man guns in a knapsack
Area code five zero four, I ain't Nino fuckin Brown
And... this is Tha Carter ho, this is a quarter stick
This in ya garter ho, leave out the back and go straight to the
corner store
Return with the cake, come wit all ma dough
And if not they find you in a lake in the mornin ho
Weezy Baby please say the baby
If not, don't ya motherfuckin say it at all, bitch


-=[Hook - Nikki]=-
If you don't call him Weezy
Then you must say the baby
If you don't say the baby
Then just don't say it at all

Go DJ lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Mannie Fresh talking]=-

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again
DJ Mannie
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh

Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, yea
Wit 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 of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want yall out there to do for me is say this

-=[Hook]=-

Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my

-=[Lil Wayne]=-

Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come from under the tummy, bustin a tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Ay its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, Fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain
Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane
That aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimpin
18 how I'm livin young'n show that Bentley
Stunna my Pa so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit me

(Hook)
(Repeat 2x)

(Lil Wayne)

And I move like the Coupe thru traffic
Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit the music blastin
And she keep askin, "how it shoot if it's plastic?"
I tell her you'll see if ya boy run up, she sat back and cut the Carter back
up, oh fa sho
Ay Big Mike they betta step theys authority up
Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never harmin young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking (shut up)
And I aint just begun, I been runnin my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch
Pair a phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go

-=[Lil Wayne talking]=-

Hold on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the Carter

(Hook 1x)

-=[Lil Wayne]=-

Birdman put them niggas in a trash can
Leave em outside of your door I'm your trash man
I'm steady lightin ****UP THE**** hash and ridin in my jag
You will need a gas mask man
You snakes, stop hidin in the grass
Sooner or later I'll cut it now the blades in yo ass
You homo niggas getting AIDS in the ass
While the homie here tryna get paid in advance
I'm stayin on my grizzy I'ma bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit me then I'm gonna find your mother
Niggas wanna eat cuz they aint ate nothin
But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leavin out
Leavin behind just residue and bones
In your residents with Rugers to your dome
Like where the fuck you holdin the coke, holdin your throat, choke

So go, so go

This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this,(y'all say it wit me) this, this, this, this
This is the Carter

(Hook 1x)

Go DJ, DJ, DJ

Shorty Bounce lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Verse One]=-
Say boooyyyyy
You ain't want to get hit with the AR, AR, 15, 15, flip cars
So just imagine what it do to pussy niggaz that goin against me
I come hhhaaard, I'm so hard
I'm bruising up my knuckles I'm watching my fist bleed, fist bleed
So whhhaaat
I'm bustin this bustin, this fuckin up everybody that I see
So move to the left, cause you might catch a hot one
Tear a whole square out ya chest with the shotgun
Make a whole pair out one nigga with the shotgun
We can go there, my nigga, I'm so there
Ridin by myself with the chopper on the backseat
Shoot out the driver side knock his body to the backseat
Stop pause, make the Dominique Dawes
Flippin bitch niggaz when them shorty's go off he

-=[Chorus]=-
Lose the handguns, we don't got back nigga
We hold shotguns, we pop that nigga
And when you shot it, don't it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shorty bounce

And when it hit you don't it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shorty bounce, bounce

Shorty Bounce
Now bounce shorty bounce
Now bounce shorty bounce
It make ya body bounce

-=[Verse Two]=-
Now, ay fella
You ain't wanna get hit with the AK, AK, 47, 47, heavy metal
Guns and roses
Roses and dresses
Funeral settins
Blessins
Ay man
You see 'em on the waist
I'm tryna shoot straight, straight shot
Don't lose faith
Homie use safe
Hit ya in ya grill, now they call you two face
This ain't dance, this a motherfuckin' pressure point
Eartquake, break a nigga down to a decimal
Break a nigga break, break a nigga down to a vegetable
Lay ya grandmother next to you
This the the untestable, the untouchable
The young stunna do, whatever stunna do
Stop pause nigga, make the Dominique Dawes
Flippin bitch niggaz when them shorty's go off he

-=[Chorus]=-
Lose the handguns, we don't got back nigga
We hold shotguns, we pop that nigga
And when you shot it, don't it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shorty bounce

-=[Verse Three]=-
Ay chump
You ain't wanna get hit with this straight pump
just a pump, with the pump, with the pump
Not the pump, the pump
You know if I get em, you got already, you got already gotta slump
I shot 'em once, with the buckshots
Make it look like a sun shots
A nice body all dumb hot
He turned cold dead
Anybody in the city cops say did
Look me in my eyes nah look me in my barrel
Leave a barrel strawberry cherry on ya apple
I'm a very scary, new orleans mammal
Shorty on my back got me workin like a camel
Put a hole in ya back and lift you up
I'm weezy f baby
Guess whats up
Stop pause, make the Dominique Dawes
Flippin bitch niggaz when them shorty's go off he

-=[Chorus]=-
Lose the handguns, we don't got back nigga
We hold shotguns, we pop that nigga
And when you shot it, don't it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shorty bounce

Milli lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Lil Wayne]=-

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of Allah,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em then you pop em,
You cant man em then you mop em,
You cant stand em then you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,


-=[Cory Gunz]=-

Im Millie in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get brats who dont give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, (Afernee Hardaway)
Plentys in me, any guinea's wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep.. (meanin the chicks out and lands in waynes car lol pretty funny)
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha

young money

nay nay, daddys better
ok

a millionaire im a young money millionaire
what chyall really want it now
y'all dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming fluid
and I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it
notice I say 'it' cuz to me, it ain't shit
get it.
call me whacha like trick?
call me on my sidekick
never answer when its private
man I hate a shy chick
don't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
she changed her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my girl
and she pops excellent up in waynes world
totally dude you should
see their faces when they see that
this robot can move
and its like...
hahaha, yea
and it go...
thats right

I'm a millionaire I'm a
young money cash money fast money
slow money mo' money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, murder me
and i'm a, murderer
so I murdered it

and you n***** is what i eatin ill make sure of it
and he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
sherbet him, I mean
shame on him, or her
cut her father up

this rap thang, this is my race
gon' take a lap man weezy babys no ?
now gon' take a nap man, its nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time

Weezy... F.... yea, ok
they say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
my name ain't bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall knew dat
true dat swallow
and i be the shhhh
now you got loose bottoms

I don't owe you like two vowels
but I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
hahaha
and I'd rather be pushing flowers,
than to be in the penn sharing showers
see Tony told us this world was ours
and the Bible told us every girl was sour
dont play in the garden and don't smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me

man, life, just ain't life, without me
hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me
young moola baby

Lil Wayne - Lollipop lyrics

(Ow...Uh Huh...Young Mula Baby!)

(She say he so sweet make her wanna lick the rapper
So I letta lick the rapper)

Shawty say I lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
She say I lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
She say I ..... like a lollipop


-=[Chorus]=-
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
And ooo I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
(Repeat:) 2x


-=[Verse 1]=-
Lil Wayne

Okay, lil mama had a swag like mine
Even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel right when its wrong like lyin
Man, she ain never had a love like mine
N' man I aint never seen a *** like hers
And that pussy in my mouth had me at a loss fo words
Told her to back it up like erp erp
And make that *** jump like shczerp shczerp
And thats when she said I lo-lo-look like a lollipop
( oh yeah I like that )
She said I lo-lo-look like a lollipop
( oh yeah I like that )
She said I lo-lo-look like a lollipop
( oh yeah I like that )
Shawty I lo-lo-lookin like a lollipop
( oh yeah I like that )

-=[Chorus]=-
Shawty wanna thug( oh yeah I like that )
Bottles in the club( oh yeah I like that )
Shawty wanna hump( oh yeah I like that )
And ooo I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
(Repeat:) 2x


-=[Verse 2]=-

Shawty said the ***** that she with aint ****
Shawty said the ***** that she with aint this
Shawty said the ***** that she with cant hit
And shawty ima hit it(hit it) like I cant miss

And I cant do this
And I dont do that
Shawty needa a refund needa bring that ***** back
This trypa refund;i tell her bring that *** back
And she bring that *** back (she bring that *** back)


-=[Chorus]=-
Shawty wanna thug( oh yeah I like that )
Bottles in the club( oh yeah I like that )
Shawty say I lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
She say I lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
Wanna lick the rapper
So I letta lick the rapper
Shawty wanna thug( oh yeah I like that )
Bottles in the club( oh yeah I like that )
Shawty wanna hump( oh yeah I like that )
And ooo I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
(Repeat:) 2x

Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya


-=[Chorus]=-
Shawty wanna thug( oh yeah I like that )
Bottles in the club( oh yeah I like that )

I get her on top she drop it like it hot
And when im on the bottom she hit the very bottom
Then we in the bed givin gettin head
( givin gettin hed givin gettin head )
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can do it juicy for ya

Shawty say I lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
She say I lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-look like a lollipop
Wanna lick the rapper
So I letta lick the rapper

Shooter lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Lil Wayne]=-
Yea, yea, yea
Weezy baby y'all, don't get shot
Rappin' fire, what you know about it
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came here to come out the barrel

-=[Robin Thicke]=-
I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters, shooter
I turn around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got security good
Jumped right over counter
Pointed gun at, wink, he tell her
I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter

My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter (2x)

-=[Lil Wayne]=-
I think they want me to surrender
But no, I can't do it (2x)

So many doubt 'cause I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'ma play x-ray, helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't listen
Call me automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

-=[(Robin Thicke) + (Lil Wayne)]=-

With all these riches and, all these riches
But ain't no loaners around
They thinkin about shooters that-shooters that
Guns-Girls-Ladies that-Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooter

Put my hands up
They want me with my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter

-=[(Robin Thicke) + (Lil Wayne)]=-

But I'm not
I just cry mama, I think they, hey
Me think they want me to surrender (Shooter)

And to the radio stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind door dick takers
It's outrageous, you don't know how sick you make us
I want to throw up like chips in Vegas
But this is Southern face it
If we too simple then y'all don't get the basics

-=[Lil Wayne]=-

Lady walks into a shotgun surprise
Dropped to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it", everybody gon regret it
I'm your, shooter

My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, Shooter (2x)

-=[(Robin Thicke) + (Lil Wayne)]=-
Me won't surrender, me no pretender

Sock soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take pain like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, for, I'm some shit you never saw
I take you to the shootout baby win lose or draw
And then they ask who when where how
And, my reply was simply pow!

Mama, I think they, hey, me think they want me to surrender
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they want me to surrender) (2x)

No, me won't surrender, no, no
I promise no surrender
I got my burner
And I'm your shooter

Im Me lyrics - Lil Wayne

-=[Intro]=-

The hottest... under the sun
Ain't nobody xxxxxxx with me, man
And you already know that, pimpin
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Fuck up my dreams, somebody gon die tonight
And you already know that, pimpin
Hey it's Cash Money Records man
The law in this game

-=[Verse 1]=-

Un-fuckin believable, Little Wayne's the president
Fuck em, xxxx em, xxxx em
Even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy
It's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm married to that crazy bitch
Call me Kevin Federline
It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money til the death of him
The ground shall break when they bury him
Bury him, I know one day they gotta bury him
But I lock my casket tight baby so I don't let the devil in
Nigga, it's just me and my guitar
Yea, xxxxx I'm heavy metal-ing
You can get to xxxxxx Led Zeppelin
Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
And we hold court, take your life for the settlement
Yes, I'm the best. and no I ain't positive, I'm definate
I know the game like I'm reffing it
This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the new testament
And I'm the god, and this is what I bless them with

-=[Hook]=-

Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, So who you, You're not me, You're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motha xxxxxx Cash Money millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motha xxxxxx Cash Money millionaire

-=[Verse 2]=-

Junior
It's cash money over everything
It's in my blood I feel it runnning in every vein
I'm from the mud I am a missle like the stud
What's really good, I'm about to ruckus like fud
And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug
Tied to the fuckin' birmman like a log
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall forever give thanks like a billion
Cash Money million, hier to the throne
Going at the head is like hair and a comb
Sittin by the window, I just stare at the stone
Knowin' I might get through it like hair and a comb
Know money over bitches, my niggas trust my sisters
And I will take or trash it with the lord as my witness
And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished
So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen

-=[Hook]=-

That I'm me I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, So who you, You're not me, You're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motha xxxxxx Cash Money millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm still a motha xxxxxx Cash Money millionaire

-=[Verse 3]=-

Last year they had the grammys and left me in Miami
Sleeping on a nigga like I'm rapping in my jammies
I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies
Mel Gibson flew lethal weapon book em' danny
I'm a monster I tell you monster wayne
I have just swallowed the key to the house of pain
Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain
Fuck with me, I will peel like the house's pain
Let's go, niggas don't see me cause I'm better than both
The only time I will depend is when I'm seventy years old
That's when I can't hold my xxxx within so I xxxx on myself
Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else
I'm tryna tell you like I saying something
I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff
And there ain't nothin gonna stop me
So just envy it, hey, I'll accept a friendly quit.
(ha) yea


-=[Hook]=-

I'm me, I'm me. Bitch, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, So who you, You're not me, You're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motha xxxxxx Cash Money millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I am a motha xxxxxx Cash Money millionaire

-=[Outro]=-

The hottest... under the sun
Ain't nobody xxxxxxx with me, man
And you already know that, pimpin
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
Somebody gon die tonight
And you already know that, pimpin
Hey it's Cash Money Records man
The law in this game

Earthquake lyrics - Lil' Wayne

(Speak to them Jazze)
I
(Yea fly guy)
I'm way more fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me
(She wanna wake up with Weezy-F baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to, baby
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
(Yea so how bout you, so how bout you)


-=[Lil' Wayne]=-

I'll take your bitch give her back; take your bitch again
That's because you throw a 5 I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get inside of me 66
She sees that my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distance dick (me)
I'm her long distance pimp
When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup)
And I don't lie I confess, I'm the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
Gotta dress to impess though, Gotta stay clean, plus momma in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
It's the bird man jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it pours, when it rain it whores


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil' Wayne

Now why you wanna go do that
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I view that
Girl what that say, what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he Lil' Wayne (no)
Cus I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yayo buyers (nop)
And not a day go by us, we don't get high than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone we riding where phones don't roam they don't even come on
You're far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleeping in a tee and a thong
With your hair in a pony
I ain't got no blinds we can stare at the morning (yup)
But I can't be there all morning
Girl I'm a pimp, I'm going, going, going, gone


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil' Wayne

I'm Sorry I was grooving
Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
But let's get back to what we were doing
Laid back in that black on Pat Ewing's
That's 33 tires he fire
These streets ain't papaya ma
You gotta keep heat on your side
2 must
So I'm a get 3 more and cop you one
Wait, naw hun cus you ain't exempt
If your ass ever trip I'll give you a clip (yea)
But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips
But I can't fall for you cus I stick to the scrip (yup)
I said I stick to my grip; I stick to my money, that's life to me
Sorry honey Jazze


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil' Wayne

So how bout you yea
So how bout you
See what I'm talking bout sweet heart you ain't even gotta have John Madden
you ain't gotta have Dick Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee Carsole
you ain't gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't gotta have Linda Cohn
know what I'm talking bout, you ain't gotta have the staff of ESPN
you ain't gotta have ABC staff just to talk sports baby cus I got game
Just fuck with the boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you want me to put on the back
Daddy's little girl that's right, see what I'm talking bout
I can't give you the game but I can show the game
and you can see what you see and peek how you peek and see what you get
know what I'm talking bout
Weezy

Cannon lyrics - Lil' Wayne

Howdy Do mutha fuckas its weezy baby
niggas bitchin and i gotta take the cannon
listen close i got duct tape and rope
ill leave you missin like tha fuckin ol balance
one hand on ma money, on hand on ma buddy
thas tha AK47 made his neighborhood love me
bullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummin
dont let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach
niggas kno im sick i dont spit i vomit
got it?
one egg short of the omelette
simon says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg
then tell him catch up like mayonaisse
im the sickest nigga doin it
bet that baby
these other niggas kno im wet crack baby, yes
get back get back boy its a set back
clumsy ass niggas slip and fall into a death trap
them boys pussy, born without a back bone
and if you strapped we can trade like the dow jones
wet him up, i hope he got his towel on
i aim at the moon, and get ma howl on
some niggas cry wolf, im on that dry cush
and when it comes to that paper i stack books
you heard what i said
i can put you on your feet or put some money on your head
life aint cheap
you're better off dead if you cant pay the fee
shoutout ma nigga fee
see every muthafucka at the door dont get a key
you outside lookin in, so tell me wut u see
its about money its bigger than me
i told ma homiess dont kill him bring tha nigga to me, yes
dont miss, you fuckin wit the hitmen
kidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again
(straight up, i aint got no conversation for ya
nigga talk to the cannon
have a few words wit tha cannon
tell it to ma muthafuckin cannon)

from philly to where im landin ima cannon
and im on that philly fiya shit
then i come fully equipped
you try me get --- and shotti in the whip
if a nigga try to stick me ima blam him
single on them ---them --- the butters got the greedy got the --- got the whole enchilada
Homie kno im inside of your house
tie up your brother
make the prick call up your mother she might kno where to find you
i am on top of ma job
the heavyweight champ of the flow
its flow like the ocean; open water you drownin
i will --- drown em and sink em heat em and leave em stinkin
sharks surround em and eat em nice ---
roll over ya squad like im a punch card
you chumps you best guard your ---
i will take control of your soldiers
you wont listen til i toss em in the wok like chicken

a yo
i make it hard for rap niggas im peer pressure
matter fact im motivation to rap better
i show niggas how to act how to dress better
i stay fresh more fitted caps than bat catchers
im the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool tha muthafuckin
other words im the real for real
we can go check for check or bill for bill
we can go chick for chick or skill for skill
the deal is sealed
niggas aint real as will cuz ima cannon
and i handle well pedal like ---
and i got the 50 cal mag its a handheld
im tellin you niggas i pop put a shell in you niggas
ma nice watch'll helen keller you niggas
i got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin ova
blowin gam by the quarter weed --- nigga

yea yea detroit red gettin change like them white folks
dump it out the window of the range wit the right folk
pain like a bitch the first day of her cycle
you betta scurry when i pull the cannon
straps burn the streets like a truck through the gas
i love head and caressin a vuluptous ass
i ask your baby momma is she up to the task
she like damn red its bigger than a cannon
ma attire makes tha ladies say your man is too fly
imported oils from iran and ---
get caught slippin wit ya mans and you die
where im from niggas be quick to squeeze the cannon
detroit red always got some shit for ya ear
show me love but keep it movin man cuz if you get near
ill say get off ma dick and tell ya bitch to come here
cuz you sweatin me and ma dj like

legs spread far out, you kno how im standin
yea im posted wit tha big homie cannon
i got niggas who dont like rap lovin our shit
we got niggas who was stuck on pac bumpin our shit
these niggas cant see me like i aint been around lately
a good battle when they at the mound its gravy
niggas healthy im betta
no spinderella, just a cigerella, filled wit tropicana
yea vic found that nigga and we aint smokin no more regular
keep ya midgrain i dont think you kno no betta
they lovin the trunk now they wanna hear mo shit
i play it modest like nigga thas summa our old shit
got niggas i aint neva met wantin to fight me
got hoes thas in love askin why you dont like me
bitch im married to the game and i love ma wifey
steppin ova competition man i love these nikes
im hot, they fannin
niggas tryna copy ma style like the
dont try to compare im in a league of ma own
if i aint listed at tha top nigga tha stats is wrong
all ya data is off, ya info aint valid
artist of the century the competition aint balanced
true like master p and his two brothers
dont call it ---

Dedication lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Lil'Wayne - talking:]=-

Fuck, man I been on this block all day
(say, say, say, say, say)
Hot man, get off my shirt, hot man
(Oh whatchu got?) Ohhh who that?
Boy that look like Baby, that ain't (that's dubs?)
That ain't Baby (that's dubs?)
That ain't - that is that nigga man (lets go)

(Baby:) Say Lil' One
(Wayne:) What, what's happening with you big dog?
(Baby:) Look I need to talk about some serious shit dog
(Wayne:) Like what? Look I ain't have nothing to do with killing them...
(Baby:) Slow down, I'm talking bout some getting money shit and how its gonna go down

-=[Wayne]=-
Well holla at me nigga, talk to me, let me know something
cause right now I'm tired of hustling
and these rocks ain't doing nothing
and to tell you the truth I feel like I be out here for the fun of it
I swear if I don't hit a lick by next month, I'm done with it

-=[Baby]=-
Understand, but you ain't listening you just talking
I said I could get you paid, is you with that offer?
I know you see me coming through everyday pimpin
In a Benz, the Jag, and a Ferrari

(Wayne:) Yeah, but I like that Bentley

-=[Baby]=-
All thats cool shorty, you can get this if you with me
Let me run it down to you bout this shit that I've been getting in

(Wayne:) I mean, I'm saying, it sound good, I like that
(Baby:) What thats a blunt?
(Wayne:) Yeah
(Baby:) Light that, nigga I'll be right back
(Wayne) Aight cat, just don't be playing, this worth my while?
(Baby:) Lil' daddy I play with hoes, is you a hoe?
(Wayne:) Nah

-=[Baby]=-
Say I got work, I need to flood it all over
I can't do it all myself, so I need me a lil' solider
I been peeping ya lil' ass, I see you grinding and shit

-=[Wayne]=-
I been peeping you too, nigga I see you shining and shit
And you don't even know how long I been trying to find me a brick
To make it flip and take the chips and go an buy me a whip

-=[Baby]=-
Fuck a whip, that could wait
You worry bout your cake
Once you make enough to play, go buy a Z-28

-=[Wayne]=-
A Z-28, boy go head, once I get change
I'ma go an cop me a Ranger and two platinum chains

-=[Baby]=-
Well look I ain't fucking with you
You too young from the start

-=[Wayne]=-
Man that ain't even got anything to do with it
Its dedication and heart

-=[Baby]=-
Dedication and smarts
Don't put your heart in this game
Cause when you fall to deep in love you get caught in this game

-=[Wayne]=-
Well correct me when I'm wrong
And acknowlegde me when I'm right

(Baby:) Lil' bitch, if your hard head ass listen I might
(Wayne:) B, I'm all ears
(Baby:) Get your ass in this car
(Wayne:) Unlock the door
(Baby:) Its unlocked
(Wayne:) Don't holla at me You ain't my pa

-=[Baby]=-
Now stop playing, look I got a hundred bricks just came
fifty ki's of raw dope, and fifty bricks of cocaine
Pays five a piece

(Wayne:) Every week?

-=[Baby]=-
Just move it together
I'ma knock off my lil' section
You take care of your area

-=[Wayne]=-
Ughhh, nigga I been waiting to be the Don 'round here
I'ma have Coke and Dope
It's gone be on 'round here
But how you want me to sell this
Zones, Quarters, Halfs, Ki's?

(Baby:) However they ask for it, just give it to them Lil' Wheez

-=[Wayne]=-
I'm all for it cousin
I'ma get me a million
If power get between it I'ma split me a nigga

-=[Baby]=-
You better, but when I get you this shit nigga
Let them have it
I bet you be on the block, working - directing traffic

(Wayne:) Like you park here, you park there, you meet me in the cuts
(Baby:) Say Lil' One
(Wayne:) What's up?
(Baby:) We gonna fuck it up
(Wayne:) Nigga what? Nigga what? Haha

(Car sounds in background as you hear Lil'Wayne
whispering something you can't understand)