Lil Wayne

[fox69]

"Rider"

"Rider"


AH HAA
WHO WEE
Young Weezy Baby
Awwoooo

[Chorus:]
I won't deny it
I'm a xxxxxxx rider
You don't want to xxxx with me
But I bet she gon want to xxxx with me
Cause who wouldnt want to xxxx with me
Now I can't tell you xxxx bout the next man
But he ain't got nothin on me
So baby you should bury him
And just marry me, just marry me

[Verse 1:]
Okay I'm lookin for a REDBONE
And when I get her I'm goin
Tap it like a Fed Phone
And shawty talk about her man
She said tired of him
I said well baby I'm gonna have you
Tryin to hide from him
And if it's weezy
Then the women want to lie to him
And I'm gon give it to EM'
Mama said give it to EM'
So I'm gon give it to her
Just the way she want it
I said girl
I'm tryin to put my name on it
I'm tryin to own it
Welcome to my ranch and
I'm gon act a donkey
From the mornin till the night
Till the mornin
And if you back it up
Then I'm gon jump on it

[Chorus:]
I said I won't deny her
Shawty is a ryder
And she gon ride for me
I said she lookin
Like my bride to be
Take one knee
Let me take one knee
And I said baby will you marry me
We'll live ever after happily
Just the way it's supposed to be
Just you and me, just you and me

[Verse 1:]
Yeah shawty said she want a ryder
And I could be that it much
More like a provider
I can provide her
And if you lookin for me
I'm prolly inside her
You only like her
I'm tryin to wife her
See I'm a lighter
And shes my firre
See we are tighter
Than grip pliers
She gets me higher
Higher than my purp
Shawty so bright when you
Look at her make your eyes hurt
Better get a visor
Oh yeah she cold
Yeah she cooler than an ice burg
Fuck what you might heard
You only like her
I'm tryin to wife her

[Chorus:]
I said I won't deny her
Shawty is a ryder
And she gon ride for me
I said she lookin
Like my bride to be
Take one knee
Let me take one knee
And I said baby will you marry me
We'll live ever after happily
Just the way it's supposed to be
Just you and me, just you and me

 

[fox69]

"Ridin Wit The AK"
(feat. Mabry, Mack Maine)

"Ridin Wit The AK"
(feat. Mabry, Mack Maine)



I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day
Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin with that k k k k k k k k

Time and time again I gotta grab my phone and call lil wayne
Let me use your throw away cause niggaz out her playin man
They just don't get it till I pop the trunk and come back with it
Barrel on the burner big enough to spit a hundred midgets
I'm from the crescent city moving nothing less than fifty
That's more shells than youll find in the seat
And you don't need to know your alphabets to recognize a G
I'm in the lambo making doughnuts like I work for Krispy Kreme
Excuse my flossin dawg I'm still known to tote a snub
Niggaz thought I lost all my blikas in that Katrina flood
I still got big you mac eleven from ninty seven
Sometimes you gotta show niggaz better than you can tell them

[2x]
I be on that gangster shit straight up on that gangster shit
I be on that straight up on that I be on that gangster shit

I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day
Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin with that
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh
I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit
I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit

Chevys ridin swerving off mufflers stuffed with dro and blow
Mack man young money mottos still fuck a hoe
Burners on the front seat incase a hater come that close
Bodys drop when the shotty pop they'll probably make your body rock

Body rock yep nigga lean with it rock with it
Thang that make you lean I be seen round the clock with it
See I don't stop with it hustle for that new money
Smellin like them new hundreds diarrhea loop runnin
See I just recruit something that help me move it every day
More workers than mary k vibin to that mary j
I'm off the chain like three slaves bitch I'm bout my chips
I'm mac maine bitch I'm on that gangster shit

[2x]
I be on that gangster shit straight up on that gangster shit
I be on that straight up on that I be on that gangster shit

I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day
Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin with that
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh
I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit
I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit

Time and time again I gotta turn around and tell c dawg
Grab this ak off my back or theres gonna be blood all on them dawg
Clip longer than a bitch if a nigga trip pop it on in give a nigga that shit
Pull it right over and park your whip everybody gone run when the trunk gone lift
Shit the only thing I'm runnin from myself with a gun when the po po come
The nigga that talk ain't talking bout nothing I'm a rude boy I murder for fun
I'm hot bitch worse than the sun I'm the birdmans son I'm the chosen one
I'm the god just looking for a nun I'm the president my job here is done

Chevys ridin swerving off mufflers stuffed with dro and blow
Cash money young money mottos still fuck a hoe
Burners on the front seat in case a hater come that close
Bodys drop when the shotty pop they'll probably make your body rock
Lean with it lean with it lean with it and snap your fingers
Make ya lean with it make ya lean with it make 'em lean with it now play the hook

I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day
Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin with that
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh
K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh
I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit
I'm on that gangster shit I'm on that gangster shit

Lets stab 'em in they chest and show 'em that we shoot and boom get shot
Stab 'em in they chestAnd keep my motherfuckin boom
Get shot bitch

 

[fox69]

"Right Above It"
(feat. Drake)

"Right Above It"
(feat. Drake)



[Lil' Wayne:]
Now tell me how ya love it
You know you at the top and all of heaven's right above it, we on.. 'cause we on..

[Verse 1 - Drake:]
Who else really tryin' to fuck with Hollywood Co.?
I'm with Marley G. bro
Flyin' Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I wanna tell you somethin' that you probably should know
This that "Slumdog millionaire" Bollywood flow and uh..
My real friends never hear it from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
That's why I pick and choose
I don't get shit confused
I got a small circle
I'm not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same buildin', but we got different views
I got a couple cars, I never get to use
Don't like my women single
I like my chicks in twos
And these days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole
Plus I've been sippin' so this shit is movin' kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

[Chorus:]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it
We on, it's Young Money, motherfucker
If you ain't runnin' with it run from it, motherfucker
Alright, now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first..

[Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne:]
Meet me on the fresh train
Yes I'm in the buildin'
You just on the list of guest names
And all my riders do not give a fuck: X-Games
Guns turn you boys into pussies: sex change..
And I smoke til' I got chest pains
And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James
Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been flyin' so long I fell asleep on the fucking plane
Skinny pants and some vans
Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance, Amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand
Ugh. Wake up and smell a pussy
You niggas can't see me, but never overlook me
I'm on the paper trail, there ain't no tellin' where it took me, yeah
And I ain't a killer, but don't push me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Lil' Wayne:]
Ugh. How do he say what's never said?
Beautiful black woman
I bet that bitch look better red
Limpin' off tour 'cause I made more on my second leg
Motherfuckin' Birdman junior, eleventh grade
Ball on automatic start
I can hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense.. Check the paw prints..
We in the buildin', you niggas in apartments
Ugh. N-now c'mon be my blood donor
Flow so nice you ain't even gotta put a rug on her
Do it big and let the small fall under that
Damn where you stumbled at?
From where did they gumbo at?
Kane got the fucking beat jumpin' like a jumpin' jack
And you know me
I get on this bitch and have a heart attack
Hip-Hop I'm the heart of that
Nigga nothin' short of that
President Carter, Young Money Democrat. Ugh.

[Chorus]

Yeah... We on... Young moola baby!

 

[fox69]

"Rollin'"

"Rollin'"



G5 sitting on the runway
Big ass chopper: call that bitch Beyonce
This for my dawgs locked down all day
Money, power, respect: 3 the hard way
I put some real niggas on their feet, boy
So they'll kill anyone for me, boy
Yeah, YMCMB boy
Young Tunechi fresh to death
Rest in peace, boy
My Gat bang your hat hang
I ride off with Mack Maine
I drink Patron straight
You niggas keep that champagne
My pa is the Birdman
I'm rich as a white man
I come to your show and kill you
And your hypeman
We roll in, let's roll out
My bitches don't hold out
They got Marley G
I gotta bond my lil bro out
Let my dreads grow out
My bitch got a blow out
Mi casa, su casa
My house is, a ho house
Only fuck with, real niggas
Polo, fuck that Hilfiger
Yeah I'm on a pill nigga
Feed you to my little niggas
Shout out to my big homies
Fifi and T-Streets
Scope on that AK make me take a sneak peek
T, roll another one
Razor blade on the tongue
You ain't never seen this watch
Nigga, this a wonder one
You niggas is honey-bun
Your girlfriend a ton of fun
Chopper with a drum, muthafucker
Give the drummer some
Cut that like my blunt is done
Suck a nigga's dick or something
Pop that pussy for me then wile out
And then give my nigga's some
I'm a do my thing
I put that on Nicki Minaj, I need a bad redbone
To come give my dick a massage
I'm talking big money
I'm talking heavyweight
I cut down on the syrup
Now I'm in better shape
I'm from New Orleans nigga
Where you ain't never safe
Who fuck with me, I drop you off
In front of Heaven gates
OK, jump off a building
Jump out a window
Smoke like a junky
And fuck like a nympho
Drink like a goldfish
That's right, you know this
Hold up: click-clack
OK, I'm reloaded
Fuck with Lil Tunechi
I'm good I'm Gucci
Wild as Ryu
I hit you with that Hadouken
My money too long, nigga
My weed too strong, nigga
Fuck everybody
I'm in my own zone nigga
And every time you see me I'm wet and I'm rolling
Tunechi rest in peace, fresh to death
And I'm rolling
About to fuck a bitch
I just met cause she rolling
Nigga we rolling, nigga I'm rolling
Gotta keep a towel
I'm a sweat cause I'm rolling
Going at a bitch nigga's neck, cause I'm rolling
Damn ma! I ain't come yet!
Cause I'm rolling. Bitch, I'm rolling
Young Mula, baby. Sorry for the wait

 

[fox69]

"Romance"

"Romance"


[Hook]
I always do you favors, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
I fucked you on your job, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
And I don't give a fuck but I got to, I got to yeah yeah
They say the best part of waking up is breakfast after a nut
And that's romance, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
We fuck and crash that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
OK

[Verse 1]
Fuck my hand, suck my thumb
Be a lady and buy me lunch
Send me cards, make me read
But don't send me no flowers unless it's weed
Cause I'm that nigga, she said I'm that nigga
She ain't got a man but act like I'm that nigga
She check my phone, what's that about?
Any other ho I would've cursed her ass out
But that's romance, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
She kiss my ankle when I twist my ankle
She even did anal when she don't do anal
My bitch, I'm thankful, let's hold hands (Can we?)
Let's slow dance (Shall we?)
And we gon' be like 1, 2... 1, 2
She said I'm the one, girl you the one too
I stand up in that pussy like a sunroof
Yeah

[Hook]
I always do you favors, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
I fucked you on your job, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
And I don't give a fuck but I got to, I got to yeah yeah
They say the best part of waking up is breakfast after a nut

[Verse 2]
OK, now give me coochie at my mama's crib
On Thanksgiving everybody's listening
All your home girl's bad and they're our guest
Let 'em all in and I'll play chef
That's romance cause we so real
She said she can not take the pain, if it ain't a pill
She said fuck these hoes, they just mad
We fuck a ho together, that's romance
If you got cups then I got drinks
I take my rubber off and put that money in the bank
I ain't your friend, fuck that shit
Tryna find another me, girl good luck with that shit
Cause

[Hook]
I always do you favors, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
I fucked you on the table, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
And I don't give a fuck but baby I got to, I got to yeah yeah
They say the best part of waking up is breakfast after a nut

I always do you favors, that's romance, that's romance that's romance
I fucked you on your job, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
And I don't give a fuck but baby I got to, I got to yeah yeah
They say the best part of waking up is breakfast after a nut
And that's romance, that's romance, that's romance, that's romance
That's romance

 

[fox69]

"Run This Town"

"Run This Town"



Nigga we are, so ready for the war
C-A-R-T-E-R, put the beat in ER
I’m colder than BR, add another three Rs
Watch me like D-V-D V-C-R
Pump to your chest, I ain’t talking CPR
Ridin this track like a motha fuckin street car
New Orleans coroner, his name is Slick Mem ya’ll
Fuck with me wrong you’ll be wakin up in his yard
Man I go crazy on the beat, I go nimrod
Man I act a ass treat the beat like a hemorrhoid
Man I go to work on the beat, call it employ
Man I kicks it, bitch get your shinguards
Young Money run this, towns, countries
I still eat rappers, Mmmmm, scrumptious
My goons toe thumpers, they pump em like Krumpers
Anybody beat, I’ll dunk on Archie Bunkers
Touchie Be the widest, that run the Metro-polis
I pop like Lollis, you drop like eyelids
The money keep callin, I hear the shit dialin
And they say money talks, you can hear my shit hollerin
You softer than Nylen, oops I meant nylon
Perfection is the goal and I’m headed to the pylon
Crown feelin good, I ain’t even gotta try on
The pistol mean business, that bitch should have a tie on
Teeta told me do this shit, so I had to do this shit
I get super hero money, call that nigga super rich
Keep it super far and wide, let me get on my super shit
Super ill, super sick, dawg I go super Vick
Ran into a super woman, turned her to a super bitch
Hit her with that super dick, she be comin super quick
Super Millz, Mack, Tyga, Streets, Nell and super Nick
Super Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckie, Twiss that’s the super clique
Now I’m off that super shit, fuck that shit I super quit
Runnin’ circles round the game, like a hula-hoop and shit
You gon’ have to nuke that shit, that won’t be a duplicate
And my blunts be super thick, I’m higher than a super kick
I’m-I’m the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit
When I leave the booth, they gotta scoop the shit
My apologies, diabolically
I’m the prodigy, do you roger me?
I look in the flames, and see the hot of me
But how come I’m still, colder than commonly?
Yea we run this town like a lot of feet
Young Mula baby, I’m proud of me

 

[fox69]

"Runnin"
(feat. Shanell)

"Runnin"
(feat. Shanell)



[Wayne:]
The loser microphone abuser
Feet hurtin I just walked from Jerusalem
So you should get on the side with the movement
I'm the proofs and I'll die just to prove it
Whatcha wanna know? Anything whatever.
I can't tell ya
I can show ya better
Me and my gun, we took an oath together
Said I will never die, if we both together
Yeah, this is my testification
I'm Wayne on their hands like presipatation
And in hell you, you need justification
But, but for me it was just a vacation

[Shanell:]
Somebody tell me when's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end up
Runnin [x5]
Run it all
When's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end up
Runnin [x3]
Run it all

[Shanell:]
I lost all my money
I lost half my mind
Can't find my direction
Where's the finish line
Could I be far away from it all
How far it gone
If I can stay for it all
Then I shouldn't fall.

[Wayne:]
But if I fall I fall up
And let the clouds hug me
And if I fall down
I bet I hit the ground runnin
Bet you search and found nothing
Looking for the finish line
Stop short cuttin
You fucking up your finish time
Shit, but every twice in a while
It feels like I'm runnin
And life is the miles
Yeah, but until the lights dimmin down
I'll be runnin around
Runnin [x3]

[Shanell:]
(Oh, will you tell...)
Somebody tell me when's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end up
Runnin [x5]
Run it all
When's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end up
Runnin [x3]
Run it all

[Shanell:]
Counting all my pennies but it doesn't add up
At the mercy but somehow it ain't enough
Reading all the red lights trying not to give up
But I don't know how long it's gonna last all

[Wayne:]
It's almost over now
I say it's almost over now
The end is gettin closer now
Better do what you suppose to cause
The world is all so short...

[Shanell:]
Somebody tell me when's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end up
Runnin [x5]
Run it all
When's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end up
Runnin [x3]
Run it all
When's it gonna end
Where's it gonna end
Runnin
Run it all

[Wayne:]
Yeah I'm runnin outta time
I'm runnin out of space
Fell like I'm runnin round
But I'm runnin in place
We all in the race
I'm just another sprinter
If there's no finish line
Then who's the real winna?

 

[fox69]

"Same Damn Tune"

"Same Damn Tune"


[Intro]
Tunechi, Drama, same time
Can only be Dedication
Turn the music up in my headphones

[Verse]
Uh, I’m wildin’ out on my skateboard, she ridin’ dick like race cars
My blunt longer than Spaceballs, I’m gettin’ higher than quasars
I beg your pardon, I egg your noggin, got Nin up in my glove compartment
I’m so short, yellow bus retarded, my flow hard and these niggas coughin’
I’m Tunechi, I do me, smoke doobies, tote uzis
I make that bitch cum ’til she come to a conclusion
I’m illest, an illusion, I got B’s like a student
Bitch I am not a human and this dick is therapeutic
She say, “Tunechi give that dick to me, smoother than a symphony”
Two bad bitches at the same time, symmetry
Murder you no sympathy, got metal like olympians
Tee put the weed in the blunt like a parentheses
Fuck y’all niggas I’m gettin’ me, is you kiddin’ me?
That big booty, them pretty feet
Them swishas’ sweets with that purp
Church – with the preach
That red-boned get licked to sleep, she’ll wake up and get dicked to sleep
Pickled meat, freaky deak, I test these niggas with a cheat-sheet
Her clit look like a jelly bean, I’m on that promethazine
Blow your ass to smithereens, kush strong like Mr. Clean
I’m a king I have a dream, money flippin’ trampoline
Money flippin’ balance beam, fresher than the prince, the king, and the queen
That’s your bitch if my celly ring and I kiss her belly ring
Put that dick up in her spleen, I shine like afro sheen
And I eat pussy, she suck dick at the same damn time
That’s a 69, then pass it to my slime
I’m skatin’ and rappin’ at the same damn time
I said I might retire, but y’all know I be high
I did that time, I paid that fine
Fuck around and go to jail for the same damn crime
For the same damn crime? Na, murder this time
Potato on the end of the barrel, french fries
I’m rich bitch, Trukfit in Macy’s!
And you pussy niggas hatin’ like a racist
Totally dude, I’m white boy wasted
She can’t wait to take her drawers off like braces
Yeah, Scooby got another one, smokin’ on that bubble gum
Two dutch bitches, double dutch, I’m the shit, bubble guts
Nigga get your duffles up, don’t know whether it’s love or lust
Tell that ho to suck it up, she got lips like rubber ducks
That pussy whack, I’m one and done, trouble some I’m troublesome
Got two bitches off twitter, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum
Single ladies, double cuffs, I’m tighter than a cummerbund
Smokin’ on that strong, my blunt a fucking muscle punk
Tunechi

[Outro]
And I’m gone
Hahaha, yeah, Dedication 4 hoe
Future fuck with me!

 

[fox69]

"Santa Clause"

"Santa Clause"



I'm young, mula, Weezy, baby
And baby you can never take off
And butt naked, is me
And so, is she
And we are about to face off, so
I drop the top on the phantom yacht
Can I c-cannon ball
I told that Nick Cannon, do you want to cannon ball
I'm an animal, take your life and your bra
And I'm out like anbesol
I kept her number and her drawers
She's such a naughty girl, and I'm her Santa Clause
And I don't mean a magazine
When I say I ate her catalogue
I gave her cat a dog
Roof roof, baby
Blood gang honey, suwoop baby
Do you baby, now do me baby
I would eat you like a tasty pastry
Now I got one named Ashley
Not O's Ashley
Mine is from Miami and she got a friend named Mary
And they come as a tandem, and I think you know what happens
Jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
Remix baby!

 

[fox69]

"Sasaraf"

"Sasaraf"


[Verse 1]
Bitch better have my money
Don’t test me muthafucker I study
And wifey keep tellin’ me the pills gon kill me
Fucking up my sperm count and she want children
Back on my bullshit, I’m back on my bullshit
I’m a dead man walking, follow my footprints
Scared, go to Church, I shoot at the pulpit
My girl pussy sweeter than a whatdyamacallit
I don’t worry ’bout ‘em, I say hi hater
I throw you off the top of a skyscraper
5 borough, we go bozo
And I’d rather be poor before a popo
Don’t come down here, if you ain't from down here
Fuck around and get stuck like gum down here
And that vest won’t help cause I’m aiming at your scalp
And all my underwear say Ralph

[Chorus]
And all I do is skate and smoke and rap and fuck
Skate and smoke and rap
And all I do is skate and smoke and rap and fuck
Skate and smoke and rap
Now let me see you kick flip, kick flip, kick flip kick flip, kick flip, kick flip
I got your bitch dick whipped, dick whipped, dick whipped dick whipped, dick whipped, dick whipped

[Verse 2]
I got a call and nigga it’s my sweetie
5 bones in her mouth spell Weezy
Bitch, monkey on that dick
And I ain't no magician so I never let her trick
Man light up that swisha
Punch ‘em in the kisser
Kidnap his mom and fuck her like Stifler’s
Tatted everywhere man these hoes love a nigga
Glock with a magazine, do you want the cover nigga
I’m, I’m in that Truckfit
I’m in that pussy and I beat that like a drumstick
Top stupid and I put you on a milk carton
Or I just shoot you in the back, handicapped parking
Yeah, my gun pow like a saw
If you don't want beef, milk the cow cowboy
And tell them snitches I’m rat poison
Pussy muthafucka

[Chorus]
All I do is skate and smoke and rap and fuck
Skate and smoke and rap
Man all I do is skate and smoke and rap and fuck
Skate and smoke and rap
Now let me see you kick flip, kick flip, kick flip kick flip, kick flip, kick flip
I got your bitch dick whipped, dick whipped, dick whipped dick whipped, dick whipped, dick whipped