Over Here Hustlin' lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Chorus]=-
we over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
we over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
we over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
I'm all, i'm all about my paper, I'm all, i'm all about my paper
we over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
we over here hustlin', we over here
we over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
I'm all, i'm all about my paper, I'm all, i'm all about my paper

-=[Lil' Wayne]=-

Now ho don't ask me what i'm doing, thats me in the hook.
And i just keep on gettin it gettin it like a ni' in the book
Yes, wayne straight like a key of that good sh'
If your bitch don't know the rules, i will read her the book.
I got the key to the boat, i got the key to the jet.
i got the key to success, get money invest.
Read up with the rest. I got a swedish connect.
That means my weed is the best, yoke to even the stress.
Ok, the coupe is ridiculous and the jeep is a mess.
That's called my bullets and lugers, i put 'em deep in your neck.
Adam's apple meet banana clip.
You know my script, i just get my chips and then i dip, and then i dip.
They say the bullshit walks, the money talks.
So I don't answer, I don't answer unless the money talks.
Yeah that's my word, thats my word know i will front for y'all.
Its money over everything and bitches under all. M.O.B!

-=[Chorus]=-

-=[Birdman]=-

i say uptown cobblin', uptown rockin', uptown niggas.
it's the home of the hard knocks.
Cook up a whole block. Hit it up in all white.
Ridin' with a chopper, black diamonds and it all nice.
Shop 'till you pop bitch, do your own thing ho.
Got the game from Pixie's, second floor sixth court.
Bling bling king nigga, money ain't a thing nigga.
Ridin' in a lamborghini, suicidal regal wings.
Assault rifles, my little homies big poppers.
Coming through the attic, 20 in the heli-chopper.
Zip it and whip it nigga, that's how we ship it, nigga.
Burn it and light it then we flip it and we hit it, nigga.
I spent a mill on my grill for real.
'Cause we be stuntin while we hustlin, nigga makin his meals.
We be grindin' while we shinin', nigga packin' that steel
Stay fly, get money, nigga stackin' the bills.

-=[Chorus]=-

-=[Birdman]=-

I say, we deep in the game, nigga. we switchin the lanes, nigga
Got blood money homie. No pain, no gain, nigga.
Fifty a fame nigga, a G a name, nigga.
That's what we do nigga, claim your fame, nigga.
Hop out a range, nigga. Fang in hand, nigga.
Stop all that reppin', 'fore i... send some flames, nigga.
All this money, nigga. Jewelry and fame, nigga.
'Cause we be stuntin', nigga. Moving them things, nigga.

-=[Lil'Wayne]=-

Paper paper, paper. All i need is paper. Green paper.
White chalk, yellow tape will, make your shirt look like you got on the butcher's aprin.
Go ahead and make the steak then, bitch nigga.
Bitch, nigga talkin'. This is how money sound.
I'm just chillin' but my money still runnin 'round.
Yeah, and I just do's what i does.
You niggas couldn't even be who i was.

Get That Money lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Verse 1]=-
Lil'Wayne

I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy
You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin'
I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin'
I'm smokin' somethin' I can't pronounce behind them Phantom curtains
What is you holl'in' bitch I'm on some gangsta shit
She wanna make me dinner I tell her make me rich
You fuckin' wit' a winner but I come from a little
Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit glitter
I leave the work wit' her yeah she my baby sitter
And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'ma kill her
I'm just a money maaan so where the dollars at
??? beat that until them flowers black
She wanna ride on this I make her ride wit' that
Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack
And do I love her nawww man I just love her spirit
Blind deaf or crazy it's money over bitches

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne 2x

Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you done called a baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie what'cha talkin'


-=[Verse 2]=-
Birdman

So get'cha game up take a bitch break a bitch
Strap her down wit' work and tell her don't trip take a trip
Get'cha hustle up the money's what you make of it
These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery
So stop stuntin' homie false promotin'
It ain't about what'cha makin' it's about what ya totin'
Burn him up leave him naked bring him back to his wife
The bitch ain't even cry 'cause he was livin' that life
These niggaz think I'm slippin' 'cause I'm fallin' back
Bitch I got money in the walls for that
Young'n get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and
Don't make a sound if them people swing around this bitch
Do ya thang whoa' hustle try to stay low
This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch
But shawty they ain't fuckin' wit' pops
Let them niggaz chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap... yeah

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

-=[Verse 3]=-
Birdman

Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard
Money talkin' turn a key into a crack charge
Y'all niggaz ain't eatin' how we eatin' B
Fuck how we used to be now we how we need to be
If they ain't wit' us they must be against us
We shoot 'em in the head 'cause they act like they senseless
If you ain't gettin' bread nigga keep yo' distance
We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin'

-=[Lil'Wayne]=-

Money money money is my intuition
Money over bitches such an easy decision
Young Money money men monster militia
Hardbody these niggaz boxes of tissue
That nina will kiss ya that chopper will twist ya
Them .380 snapshots now smile for the pictures
Weezy motherfuckin' Baby pay me
My 9-to-5 is overrated I'm on that grind hoe

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

Lil' Wayne - About All That lyrics

-=[Verse 1]=-
Lil'Wayne

Young desperado straight out the grotto
I'm so bad my shadow chooses not to follow
Little nigga but see me as a fuckin' rhino
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like Rocky Marciano
It's a drought ain't it? How the fuck would I know?
Nigga I been gettin' my Cher in (share in) like Sonny Bono
I ran the streets... check my bio
I started high wit' two O's just like Ohio
I'm fuckin' nuts... cashews
But I'm so DC like fat shoes
I skate away... like later dudes!
Never get caught baby I'm mashed potato smooth
And just when it stopped... I made it move
Respect me nigga I'm a dog... no Asian food
I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit
And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

Keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga... keep talkin' that shit that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit
My nigga... 'Cause you aint really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don't'cha forget.. I know ya you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that... fall back

-=Verse 2]=-
Fat Joe

Niggaz must want Joey to lean on 'em
Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em
Let 'em sleep on it it's nothin' to Crack
Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs
Yeah Weezy homie's got yo' back whether raps or macks
Either way they both spit like BRRRRAT!
Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies
And we done sold so much dope ain't shit you tell me
Nigga... how you want it ? coke or dog food?
My shit'll have you runnin' naked like an old school
And yeah we 'bout it 'bout it and you ain't ridin' on me
Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal warmin'
And I'm a rider homie and you can find it on me
That 40 cal'll get you ?
This shit is funny to me
All these niggaz frontin' war but they runnin' from me... Crack!

-=Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

-=[Verse 3]=-
Birdman

I had 'em as lil' niggaz raised 'em 'round real niggaz
Poppin' bottles fuckin' wit' them bitches nigga
Made money to the ceilin' me and my young nigga
Chillin' I'm in the streets hustlin' gettin' money nigga
Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools
Nigga got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money
And ain't nothin' ever changed still doin' the thang
Still gettin' money still spendin' change
We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday
And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin'
Nigga... yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks
Got the dope in the Hummer cold case for that thang
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they fuckin' wig
3rd Ward let me claim my fame
I put it down Uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil'Wayne

Leather So Soft lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard... she said
My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard...

-=[Verse 1]=-
Lil Wayne

I get money hoe fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Straight out the slaughterhouse straight out the dragon's mouth
Fire you can't put out tires are standin' out
The coupe look pigeon-toed I be in a different mode
I be wit' them different hoes No I mean them different hoes
I mean them Weezy bumbaclot different hoes
And as far as terrific goes
They kiss that dick wit' no mistletoes
Diamonds and pearls and pussyholes snortin' coke til they nose bleed
I'm sittin' high on them inches I'm in the nosebleeds
I'm on a paper chase until my toes bleed
Then I get on these beats and let my soul bleed
I put 'em in ya head and watch the holes bleed
My rag always red like when them hoes bleed
Now that's coldbleed I mean cold blooded
And I'm so southern that's why my leather so soft


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard... she said
My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard...


-=[Verse 2]=-
Birdman

She soft as a bush nigga she purple like kush nigga
We high on that money nigga we get it from cook nigga
Hit her wit' that crook nigga fuckin' wit' crooks nigga
Know we 'bout that money and we stackin' like books nigga
Know what I do nigga them teardrops is true nigga
We stay so fly ride Bentley coupes nigga

Rolls Royce ganishes and asses by the beaches
Blowin' on that puff and we drivin' foreign features
Higher than whoever nigga know we 'bout that cheddar nigga
Know I got a tommy gun gave one to my young'n son
And we got it together
Forty-seven fifty-one you gon' hear us when we come daddy


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard... she said
My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard...

-=[Verse 3]=-
Lil Wayne

You see the paper gon' come if not I'm gon' get it
I gotta die wit' money 'cause I wasn't born wit 'it
It was 9-27-82 baby do Charity
Hospital aka the city zoo no pity due to
No one nobody not all man
They dropped us in the game and everybody's tryna ball
And the small hand'll touch ya the large hand'll cut ya
But until that day I'll be a motherfuckin' stunna... nigga


-=[Birdman]=-

Ball 'til I fall I done did it for my dawgs
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for y'all
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for me nigga
Ball 'til I fall that's the way it's gon' be nigga
Up in the early I done did it for sunshine
Candy on the paint everytime I touch mine
Nine stay cocked 'cause I'm good wit' firin' mines
Alligator wit' the suede ridin' them 25's


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard... she said
My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard...

Mr. Carter lyrics - Lil' Wayne

-=[Intro]=-
Lil Wayne

I feel big, ya know what I mean
Like not, not big in the sense of weight
You know what I mean like gaining weight
Or, nothin' like that, like, COLOSSAL
Know what I mean like, uhhh (sigh)
I heard you were lookin' for me?

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello
(Tell me where have you been?) Eheh, You know
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching)
They've been wondering why?) I know, eheh
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello
(Tell me where have you been?) Shitt, you know
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching)
They've been wondering why?) Hahaha


-=[Verse 1]=-
Lil Wayne

Yeah
To you forever, from me to you
I heard somebody say "Chuuch!" I'ma need a suit
I'ma need a Coupe, I won't need a roof
Flyer then Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
I got the flow, I'm tryna see the roof
Didn't wear a buttletproof, so I got shot and you can see the proof
Blind eyes could look at me and see the truth
Wonder if Stevie do? But I'ma leave it to
God, not Beaver, neither you
Cause I'ma murder, why I kill O and even you
Man, I got Summer hatin' on me cause I'm hotter then the Sun
Got Spring hatin' on me cause I ain't never sprung
Winter hatin' on me cause I'm colder than ya'll
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall
I'm being hated by the seasons
So fuck ya'll who hatin' for no reason

-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?) Around the world and I'm back again!
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching) Who's been askin' 'bout me?
They've been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'! Hah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?) Around the world now I'm back again!
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching) Who's been askin' 'bout me?
They've been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'! Ha

-=[Verse 2]=-
Lil Wayne

Yeah
I been in and out the bank bitch
While ya'll asshole niggas been on the same shit
I flush 'em, and watch 'em go down the drain quick
Two words you never hear "Wayne Quit!"
Cause Wayne win, and they lose
I call 'em April babies, cause they fools
And when they snooze, We up!
Feet up like a, Parap-liguck
Or, paraplegic? I parallel park
In that red and yellow thing, old school Atlanta Hawk
Like I'm from Colli' Park, but I'm from Holleygrove
Now all my bloods scream "Zoowoo! and Dadda-do!"
I know my role, and I play it well
And I wear it well, on my libra scale
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy leave it there
I don't want it, I don't even care

-=[Chorus]=-
Jay-Z

Young!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?) Around the world now I'm back again!
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching) Who's been askin' 'bout me?
They've been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?) Around the world now I'm back again!
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching) Who's been askin' 'bout me?
They've been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'!

-=[Verse 3]=-
Jay-Z

Shyea
I'm right here, in my chair
With my crown and my dear
Queen B, as I share
Mic time with my air
Young Carter, go farther
Go further, go harder
Is that not why we came?
And if not, then why bother?
Show no mercy to Marcy, we're loggers
Far from being the bastard that Marcy had fathered
Now my name's been mentioned with the Martyrs
The Biggie's and the Pac's, and the Marley's and the Marcus'
Govi, got me a molitell cocktail
Flow, even if you box well, can't stop the blows
Kaboom! The Roc Boy in the room
The Dopebwoyy just came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on auto-
Pilot, where guys just, stare at my wardrobe
I see Euros, that's right, pluriel
I took so much change from this Rap game it's your go
Young!

(Hey Mr. Carter)

-=[Verse 4]=-
Lil Wayne

It's my go, yeah
And I'ma go so opposite of soft
Off the richter, heckter
The Macho Man Randy Savage, far from average
Above Satus-Quo
Flow, so, pro
I know, I ride slow and when I pass
They say "Whaddup killa man?" Stop bringing up my past
And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, or Jay-Z
Don't forget Weezy Baby!


-=[Chorus]=-
Lil Wayne

(Hey Mr. Carter) Amen
(Tell me where have you been?) Yeah
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching)
They've been wondering why?) Haha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Amen
(Tell me where have you been?) Hova!
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching) Weezy
They've been wondering why?) Baby!

(Choir - Fade to finish)

(Hey Mr. Carter) Hahaha
(Tell me where have you been?) I been hustlin'
(Cause they've been asking, they've been searching) Hustlin' hard
They've been wondering why?) Chyeaa

-=[Outro]=-
Lil Wayne

And I swear to everything, when I leave this earth
It's gon' be on both feet, never knees in this dirt
And you can try me fucker, but when I squeeze it hurt
Ahh, we'll lose two lives, yours and mine
Gimme any amount of time, don't let Miss Carter grieve
At the Funeral Parlor, drippin' tears down my sleeve
Gimme any amount of time, don't let Miss Carter grieve...

Lil Wayne - Start Sprayin' lyrics

Whiteowl drop dead
I guess you know da name
I guess I guess you know da name
Ye ain't even gotta say it
I guess you know da name
I guess I guess you know da name
Ye ain't even gotta say it
I guess you know da name
I guess I guess you know da name
Ye ain't even gotta say it
I guess you know da name
You niggas know da name
You niggas know da name
I guess you know da name
I guess you know da name
When I say it's goin down
They say start sprayin

12 years old
12 years old, man I swear to god I was 12 years old
My momma didn't know
A stunna ain't nobody til the day I got shot n put some money in my pocket
Yeah, I know a nigga navy group thatll break ya off
Them niggaz runnin up the terminal we takin off
They say dat money turn a model bitch into a dog
N I gotta couple evil peoples I'm a bag ya'll
? never hard
Bitch I'm a a bad boy
Fuck the security guard that turn em into track stars
You know my name baby
That's weezy fuckin baby
N if that nigga hatin on you, then fuck em baby
I tell em fuck um girl
18 inch windows in my crib you see the whole world
Bitch what you trynta do
I havent split the check yet off tha carter II
I am that fuckin dude
You know my name baby

I guess you know da name
I guess I guess you know da name
Ye ain't even gotta say it
I guess you know da name
Ya niggaz kno da name
Know da name baby, that's weezy fuckin baby
I guess you know da name
U niggaz kno kno da name
Know da name baby, that's weezy fuckin baby
I guess you know da name
Ye ain't even gotta say it
When I say it's goin down
They say start sprayin

Lil' Wayne - Uh Ohhh lyrics

-=[[Ja Rule,Lil Wayne]]=-

Murder Inc. nigga
(Young Money just crept in like uh-ohhh!)
Em-pire, em-pire! Hehe, let's get 'em~!
Inc Gang nigga, young money Cash Money, collabo'
Listen, listen

-=[Chorus:]=-
Ja Rule

To all my niggaz my bitches my bitches my niggaz my gangsters
Hoes, pimps, and pushers keep workin with it, we doin it
We gettin it, got money we takin it, got bitches we takin them
Empire just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh uh-ohhh!
Hitting the uh uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh uh-ohhh!
Cause they know we gettin it, got money we takin it
Got bitches we takin them, Empire just stepped in (fuck niggaz!)


-=[Ja Rule]=-

Uh-ohhh! Uh uh uh-ohhh! Here I, go oh-oh-oh
It's the Rule nigga, you already know-oh
I'm gettin it, I don't gotta talk because I'm livin it
Money over bitches period, and I'm dead serious
These bitches is feminine
Nigga so I T-T-T-T-touch 'em up e'ry time I see 'em
Are you feelin it, it-it-it's comin through the barrel
of the fi-ih-ifth, out the sunroof of the si-ih-ix
Ih-ih-if, you willin to bear wit-ne-ess
How I take money, take bi-ih-itches, niggaz is
fascinated with the kid, love my style
Your bitch too'll be on the dick you let her come out
Quit handcuffin these hoes, my pi-ih-imp game proper
I'm a pis-tal popper, fuck around and get shot up
My niggaz all riders, our bitches all done up
Fuck~! I know y'all niggaz hate to love us; what

-=[Chorus]=-
with Lil Wayne ad libs

-=[Lil Wayne]=-

Uh-ohh! You did it, now, you gotta get it
Weezy F is in yo' buildin, I will step, on yo' buildin
From the steps, of my buildin, raise hell, hell's risen
Call me young Raekwon, I'm a Chef in Hell's Kitchen
Flow, sweet as devil's food, I eat angels for dinner
Call me what'cha want, I don't give a finger in the middle
I'ma hold it down and blow up, the anchor is the missile
When I say we got them brrrrrrrrrr! I ain't tryin to whistle
Longbody Maybach, it make me feel so little
I'm ballin on the suckers and I won't pick up my dribble
Retarded on the beats, sick, I spit hospitals
And she couldn't stand under my umbrella if it drizzled
My pimp game proper, my inf' aim proper
So run and I will hit you like Jeremiah Trotter
Yessuh! Call me, young Carter
My leather so soft and I be stunt'n like my da-da
Ya dig?

-=[Ja Rule]=-

Yep yep, I d-d-d-d-dig it!
But our jewelry's so fri-di-di-di-digid, damn
How dare bitches look at Atkins, Carter and Crocker
Like we don't make that crack that get real butter
Did-did-did-did I stu-st-stah-stutter the first time nigga, nah
They like uh-ohhh! Uh uh uh-ohhh! This nigga's tr-uh-ouble
It's the Inc., nigga act like ya know-ow
Who's gettin it, livin this, gangster shit

-=[Chorus]=-
Ja Rule,Lil Wayne

Murder Inc. nigga
(Young Money just crept in like uh-ohhh!)
Em-pire, em-pire! Heh...

Prostitute Flange lyrics - Lil' Wayne

Maestro...
Young Moolah Baby (Young Money)
Alrite (Alrite)
Yea (Wut We Is)(2x)

I Wouldn't Care If You Were Prostitutin
That You Hit Every Man That You Ever Knew
See It Wouldnt Make A Difference
If That Was Way Before Me And You Girl
See You Dont Ever Have To Worry About Me
As Long As You Keep It Real
Whatevers On Yo Mind
Speak On How You Feel
Stay Truthful to Me
And Never Lie To Me
And Dont Ever Keep No Secrets
Dont Matter Wutever Uh Uh..
Girl You Kno Wut I Mean Yea
Well If Ya Dont Then Ill Explain

You Can Be My Misses Wayne
We Can Do The Dam Thang..And Thangs
You See I Had To Tell My Nigga Lil Boy
I Met A Girl Like You
Prostitute Flange Lyrics
Cuz I Aint Never Met Another Girl Like You
But I Know Wut To Do Wit A Girl Like You
Three Letters(i do)

I Wouldn't Care If You Were Prostitutin
That You Hit Every Man That You Ever Knew
It Wouldnt Make A Difference
If That Was Way Before Me And You Girl
See You Dont Ever Have To Worry About Me
As Long As You Keep It Real
Whatevers On Yo Mind
Speak On How You Feel
Stay truthful to Me
And Never Lie To Me
And Dont Ever Keep No Secrets
No Matter Wutever Nahh
Girl You Kno Wut I Mean Yea
Well If Ya Dont Then Ill Explain

See I'll Give Up The Game
Now At The Top Of The Arena
Theres My Jersey Wit My Name
Wuts Happenin Baby
Wuts Happenin Baby
You Know You Need To Roll Wit A Champion Baby
And Everytime I See You I Get Asmtha Baby Like...
Thats Ma Baby Ye

I Wouldn't Care If You Were A Prostitute
And That You Hit Every Man That You Ever Knew
See It Wouldnt Make A Difference
If That Was Way Before Me And You Babe
See You Dont Ever Have To Worry About Me
As Long As You Keep It Real
Whatevers On Yo Mind
Speak On How You Feel
Stay Truthful to Me (Don't Tell)
And Never Lie To Me
And Dont Ever Keep No Secrets
No Matter Wutever Damm
Girl You Kno Wut I Mean Yea

(Dam Lyk Foreal Tho Babygirl
You Aint Gotta Keep No Secrets
Its Me And You Gotta Keep It Real)

Ya Boy

(Yo Pussy Is Like A Drug To Me
Ya I Be Feeinin
F**k A Scene
Dam If Only I Could Sing
Help Me Out Lil Bru)

I Love It Babe Ye
I Love It Babe Dont You Know
I Love It Babe I Really Did
I Love It Babe Like Young Jeezy
I Love It Babe Ye
I Love It Babe (3x)

I Wouldn't Care If You Was A Prostitute
And That You Hit Every Man That You Ever Knew
See It Wouldnt Make A Difference
If That Was Way Before Me And You Babe
See You Dont Ever Have To Worry About Me
As Long As You Keep It Real
Whatevers On Yo Mind
Speak On How You Feel
Stay Truthful to Me
And Never Lie To Me
And Dont Ever Keep No Secrets
No Matter Wutever
See They Could Say Wut They Want Girl
But It Would Never Change My Views
Cuz They Will Never Know You The Way That
I Know You
You See Im Down To Spend The Rest Of My Whole Nite Wit U Girl
And If I Gotta Pay A Loan
So Be It Babe
And If Ya Friends Cant Understand Ya
You Dont Need Em Babe

Yea
Alrite
See Everythangs Alrite(2x)

I Wouldn't Care If You Were Prostitutin
That You Hit Every Man That You Ever Knew
It Wouldnt Make A Difference
If That Was Way Before Me And You Girl
See You Dont Ever Have To Worry About Me
As Long As You Keep It Real
Whatevers On Yo Mind
Speak On How You Feel
Stay Truthful Me
And Never Lie To Me
And Dont Ever Keep No Secrets
No Matter Wutever Nahh
Girl You Kno Wut I Mean Yea
Well If Ya Dont Then Ill Explain

Yea
Alrite
See Everythangs Alrite(2x)

Lil' Wayne - Hustler Music lyrics

Goddamn
Missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one
Ima paint da city red wit dis one
Ima head wit dis one
See u f**kin wit da boys who tote toyz way b4 christmas.
No assisstance just that persistance with That committment if I don't get it somebody gone die tonite
I kno my vibe is tight And i deserve da throne and if da kid ain't right den let me die in his souls
See i'll be ridin just,
Ridin alone
Wit my daddy on my mind like u gotta be kiddin
How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing
Sometimes i wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
She'll be
So i be who i be Thats me.
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf**kin
So i be who i be that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf**kin

-=[Chorus]=-
Baby u gotta kno dat im just out here doin what i gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin
So bitch
y da f**k iz u trippin.
Im takin dese chances
My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge if da money don't move
And I won't budge (won't budge)
no I won't budge
No naw

-=[Verse 2]=-
Money iz da motivation
Facin da avenue
Back touchin da wall
Got da weed, got da gun
Gotta run when I hear dat bird call (birrr)
Dang hop in dat thang and merk off
swerve off
U kno me dey call me birdman jr. (birr birr)
Ne body murderer
If Birdman sponser it
Phantom of da operah
All black guap tent locked in
I can let dem shots out
U can't get no shots in
Bullet proof
Leave a nigga wit a bullet proof
Shoot ya in ya mouth leroy. They call em bullet tooth
Im like what it do
What it do
Theres a full court
Pressure im just going 4 da 2
If im open for da three
Ima take it in a second
Even if theres one second and
ima make it. It's nothin
I don't take it for granted

I don't take it for nothin
I take it for what it is worth to da dirt motherf**ker
(yea)

-=[Chorus]=-
Baby u gotta kno dat im just out here doin what i gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin
So bitch
y da f**k iz u trippin
Im takin dese chances
My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge if da money don't move
And I won't budge (won't budge)
no I won't budge
No naw

-=[Verse 3]=-
I aint neva killed nobody i promise
i promise if u try me
He gone have to rewind dis track and make me go back
Dat thing a go rrrat.
Dat boy will lay flat so flat
Dat act is wat i perform amongst u hatas
Got nina in my palm and I'm masturbating (black)
Peter pan. fly till i die. what u sayin
Bathin ape,Eve Saint, Evisu wat i stay in.
Got me feelin like scarface. Light da cohiba.
Streets reply.
I Look right in the 4 seater.U kno I be high.
Get right in the 4 seater.Top floor of da 4 seasons.
4 of dem whores.
And they all kno how to cook it up.
And look i got sum
And only one know how to bag bitch bundle up.
See its a cold world so homie bundle up
We ain't on dis grind for nothin
now get ya hustle up.

-=[Chorus 2x]=-

Baby u gotta kno dat im just out here doin what i gotta do 4 me and u
and we eatin
So bitch
y da f**k iz u trippin.
Im takin dese chances
My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge if da money don't move
And I won't budge (won't budge)
no I won't budge
No naw

-=[Verse 4]=-

Man Man this be that hustler musik, Young Weezy got that muthaf**ker hustler musik yo, so ride to it yo, and vibe to it yo, i'm asking yall please (please)
Young Weezy got that hustla musik, Yong Weezy got that muthaf**ker hustler musik, ride to it yo, vibe to it yo, (vibe to it yo, pshh, psh)

Its trill shit man,it's Real talk man,it's how we do it how we did it how we done it hey, its tril shit man, it's real talk boy, it's how we do it how we did it how we done it, I ain't braging i ain't boostin its the way it go, i ain't braging i ain't boostin thats the way it is,better guard your kids, guard your face better guard your body, we warned the place, we here
f**k bitches it's young money
nigga.