Lil Wayne

[fox69]

"The Price Is Wrong"

"The Price Is Wrong"



She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
So fuck her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay

We used to be the coolest couple back in high school high school my school ye ye ye ye ye
Now she going out with some nigga name Michael ok rifle ye ye ye ye ye
We used to be the nastiest couple on the school yard, back yard your yard ye ye ye ye ye
But now your just a nasty motherfucker baby who are you are you are ye ye ye ye ye
And everyone know that the tables have turned and what you gonna do when the tables burn
And now you all up in my face pleading your case and I'm like...
Okokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokok kkkkkkkkk
She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
So fuck her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay

She used to be the cutest sether up in my class this class that class ye ye ye ye ye yehh
But now she kissin any motherfucker with a hall pass now she skippin ya'll class ye ye ye ye yeea!!
I used to be the baddest motherfucker in the lunchroom classroom her room ye ye ye ye ye yarrrr
But now I graduated from youuu ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye yeeee!
And everybody know that the tables turned but what you gon' do when the tables burn
And now you all up in my face pleading your case and now I'm like..
Okokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokok kkkkkkkkkkk

But she gotta pay
So fuck her anyway

She stole my heart
She ran away
I'm heartless
So fuck her anyway
We gotta lose
She got a way
The price is wrong

She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
I fuck her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay

She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
I fuck her anyway

Fuck her anyway
I fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
Fuck her anyway
But she gotta pay

 

[fox69]

"They Still Like Me"

"They Still Like Me"



Drama I'm on fire man rock

(Lets go)
Weezy motherfucker
What it do holla at me
All the niiggas tryin to hate me
And the bitches tryin to have me
I'm a money man
Yep I get it from my daddy ho
In war we can beef like the nolia and the calio
Hollygrove my batte yo
Let that automatic go
Test me while I'm chillin
And I kill you from my patio
Bitch my shadow look good
I'm just feelin Weezy
Hop in my shit and say goodbye
Cause the ceilings leavin
Believe me
They ain't tryin to see me
Tell 'em I be the nigga with the burner in the beanie
I'm the fireman
She just call me when she steamin
I wet her up and put her out and leave the bitch dreamin
Niggaz say they hot
But its really not seemin
If these guys bad then I gotta be a deamon
Wayne's getting money like Damon and Kenan
Try and take it from me and I'm aimin and squeezin
Bangin and leavin
Stains on the cement
Slide the crackers something
So they tame the policemen
Left in a porche
Came in a car-nation
I'm fresh
Man the gucci sweats came with the creases
I'm hot but I'm cold
I just change with the seasons
Tryin to put some cheese on my pieces
If you lookin for your nigga
I be where the water gets deeper
Huggin on that money
Tryin to put it in a sleeper
Yea I'm here
Who the fuck wanna say somethin
Leave your whole head empty
Like a straight pumpkin
Make no assumption
I'm hustlin
Your girlfriend guzzlin
And you thought she wasn't
Name still buzzin even when I'm doin nothin
But I'm never dioig nothin
Cause I'm always getting money
That's simple jackass
If you don't get it your a dummy
And them niggaz that push me
Ain't nut but pure pussy
Sure honey I done heard what you said
But if a nigga really cared
You'd already be dead
Just some young ass niggaz
With some old ass bread
Yes I keep them dollas running
Like them bitches got legs
Now my nigga Taz Po
Been ridin with me since Keds
And my right wrist
Is looking like a cracked open egg
Thays white and yellow diamonds
Adjust your lighting
I got 'em so mad but
Oh I think they like me

 

[fox69]

"Thinkin About You"

"Thinkin About You"


Come on, come on, come on, come
Shout for the 17, shout for the Hollygrove
Shout for the 17
I'mma take it uptown, uptown
You dig
You understand me

[Verse 1]
Woke one morning
Tears in my eyes
And you had left me without a kiss or a note
Or goodbye
Now I got to learn to live alone
But my heart can't take it
I guess that's why I wait by the phone
For a call, a call from you
Sayin' she needs me back
Just as much as I need you
But I guess for the time, you need to spill it
Let me tell you baby, now I'm thinkin' of you every day

[Hook]
I'm thinkin' about you
I'm thinkin' about you....

[Break]
Oops upside your head
I said oops upside your head
I said feet, don't fail me now
White man came down to my city
On my corner
And asked me what do I do
I said, do what I wanna
Said, do what I wanna

[Verse 2]
I keep thinkin' 'bout the good times we had
And how we let jealousy
Turn all we had good into bad
Now I realize
If you just try it again
Love will play out
You'll be my girl
I'll be your only man

 

[fox69]

"This Is The Carter"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)

"This Is The Carter"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)



[Lil Wayne talking]
Ok I'm finally perfect, ya know
Yall already know what it is and if you don't
Then the great Mannie Fresh will enlighten you

[Hook: Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and playas
Half ass rappers and true rhyme sayers
This is the Carter, so hold onto your teenage daughter
Because this is the Carter, a lot more rich and a whole lot smarter
Wayne in ya brain young Carter
Wayne in ya brain young Carter

[Lil Wayne]
Who am I, young wizzle fa shizzle
Flow sicker than a third floor in hospitals
My charm starburst, my watch skittles
I'm hot sizzle, what up hot bizzle
Holla at a playa, I'm sorta like BD
Yall can't stop my dribble, or block the lay-ups
Soft top the Coupe, mami pop her too
Don't chase the feelin baby girl let it come to you
Remove the ceiling on the girl now she comfortable
I'ma world class G mami fuck wit dude
I got Lazy-Boy bank that's comfort low
I'ma offense coordinator run the shoe
You watch your grill what you ought to do
Fore' your ribs get barbecued
And my ribs is showin I say I'm starving dude
This, this, this, this, this is the Carter dude
What up Reel, c'mon

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
I'm the Birdman Birdman Jr. bitch
I be high in the sky shit on you and yo bitch
I be flyer than your guy nigga lose the prick
Now if ya follow everything just grab a wing
And we could sssssshhhhhhhh
All the way down to the mall and bet I buy it all
Young Mar' picture the broad lick
All the way down to the balls then she wipe it off
If getting money is wrong I ain't right at all
I young money a car I just write it off
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm my own click
I would say fuck ya but go and get ya own dick
Get ya game up boy hustle harder
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this
Get ya game up boy hustle harder
This, this, this, this, this, this is the Carter, yea

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
And yall better blame Baby
Cuz he the muthufucka that made me, and I'm crazy
And yall ask why I never left the navy
Cuz he the muthufucka that pay me, is you crazy
Young, young, young wizzle baby
Give you yo issue, me don't wanna kiss you
No, no, no me no want no bullshit
So, so stop baller blockin cuz a nigga hood rich
And I floss everyday because I could bitch
So holla at ya boy cuz I'm still on some hood shit
Like, like, like whats really good wit ya mom or your lil boy
And your sister lookin good shit, shit
I'm still Apple Eagle weasel
1-7 Hollygrove never ever ever leave you
I got yall waitin on my sequel
This, this, this, this, this, this is the Carter people

[Hook Repeat X2]

[Lil Wayne talking until the end]

 

[fox69]

"This What I Call Her"

"This What I Call Her"



Miss Butter pecan caramel southern bell
She hotter than a summer day in hell
I'm under her spell, she say her name is Chantel
She say she got a man, I can't tell
Because when we be rockin'
we get it poppin like a Amstel, like
Right up in the hotel, maybe the stairwell
She blows kisses to my handheld
She an angel her name should be An-gel ' I'm Blessesd '
I kill her wit the rich man smell
She got a wet manhole and ya mans fell whoa
I slipped and I ankwell
I saw jelly fishes seashells, no further details
I love the smell of a female
And you're one hell of a female I'm tellin' ya female
Get in the CL and let it be sweet sailin' and late night e-mailin'
Ooh she feel me, Ooh Fee Fee I think she feels me

Okay, I called her on a late night it was late right
I was on her ass like some brakelights
But I ain't stop for the redlights
We get it poppin' til the blue and red lights come knockin'
Neighbors keep trippin, we keep fuckin
Sex revolution, baby I'm comin
down the hallway that lead to your stomach,mami
I'ma keep pumpin till you scream Young Money
and me and you're boyfriend is not the same
I goes down like the stock exchange, and the I bring it up
'Scuse me, I drink it up, I leave you soakin' wet from ya ankle up
Shucks, I'm too much, Fee I'm too much

 

[fox69]

"Throw It In The Bag"

"Throw It In The Bag"


Yeah No Ceilings baby,
Hehe,
Ok,

[Chorus]
Y'all know me 'cause all I do is ride around in Bentley coupe
Got no need, she got me buyin her them Fendi shoes
All we do is shop until we drop
All-all-all-all-all-all we do is shop until we drop

[Verse 1:]
Swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordan's,
Bought a cell phone and I don't even much call it
New imports make her fell important
No bull shit, nigga no Ben Gordan
Get her information, take her on vacation
Give her dope dick, now she under the sedation
Wake her in the mornin, breakfast where she slept at
Tell her go shopping, I can't wait till she get back
Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweat pants
She wear that on my jet, I fuck her after jet lag
I take her to da vet, cause she a bad bitch
You can't be broke and happy so me I'm mad rich
I'm talkin Young Money shit, she love the way I think
L'Oreal all over my bathroom sink,
Betsy Johnson all over my bedroom counter
My pockets too deep, I fuck around and drown her.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Ok, fuckin on Versace, napping on satin
I love to hit it backwards, call it pig latin
I bought her ass a Mac, now we be iChattin
nigga swag jackin, but I got my patent
Fre Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan
I speak a lil french, and hers is no better then mine
I pass her the blunt, she probly hit it one time
Catch us at the game sittin on the baseline
We can call a timeout, take a lil time out
Pockets too deep, shawty you gon have to climb out
Babiana prom dress with your spine out
And I live on the beach, you can get that panty line out
She wants to own me and I ain't tryna to fight it
She said is her dick, she got it copyrighted
And I don't pay for pussy because I'm pussy priceless
I go fishing in it, and I ain't a Pisces
Uh, Gucci only to the grocery store
Stop playin bitch you ballin like Okaford
Ha, And now we headed to the dealer
I'm goin to cop my baby somethin wit no ceilings. Ahhh

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Throwed Off"
(feat. Gudda Gudda)

"Throwed Off"
(feat. Gudda Gudda)



[Gudda Gudda:]
Yeah,
Ok, I walk up in the club Louie-Louies with the cherry bottoms
Bad bitch on my arm with a Halle Berry body
You know what I do, I, g-get straight to the moolah
Wrist wear frigid and my watch is a Franck Muller
I'm reppin' young moolah, Gudda [x2], I
Remember when I used to stuff my paper in my shoe box
Now I got two large accounts with money stacks and large amounts
What the fuck you niggas talkin' bout, cause we ain't tryin' talk it out
Pistol hangin' out my jeans, it ain't a thing, let's talk it out
Let that chopper start to sing and let it ring and then I'm out
Yeah, you know what I'm sippin', purple got me trippin'
Scoop your chicken up and let her lick me like a lizard
I'm on South Beach chillin' and I'm tryin' to fuck every hottie
Get her to the crib and make her fuck everybody
You know the team, it's Young Money over everybody
In the rap game, so it's fuck everybody

[Lil Wayne:]
Married to the mob, bury you alive
My girl pussy feel like heaven to a God
And I came in this bitch with my niggas
Kidnap the baby and the fuckin' babysitter, yeah
I be doin' me, don't give a fuck bout what you doin'
Blood gang bitch, big B's, Boston Bruins
I could do this shit, eyes closed, nothin' to it
Bullets fuck your body up, they ain't even tryna view it
I go tough, I go stupid
Murk your pussy ass and everyone you in cahoots with
Fuck you with a pool stick
Make you swallow two dicks
Fuckin' right, we ruthless
We done watched too many movies
Then smoked too many doobies
Murk you out, then deuces
We don't know what truce is
That bullet proof vest so useless
Flag red like bruises
Shoot ya head with them uzis
I swear, your honor, I ain't a dealer, I'm a user, ya dig
I load up the sig, point it at ya wig
Pull over on the highway, throw you off the bridge
We don't give a fuck, and we ain't never did
Shit, three words you never hear, let him live
I'm in my own zone, it got me throwed off
I break these bitches down, I break these hoes off
Lil Tunechi is my name, I got Gudda on the tape
Public apology, sorry for the wait

 

[fox69]

"Tie My Hands"
(feat. Robin Thicke)

"Tie My Hands"
(feat. Robin Thicke)



[Robin Thicke talking]
We are at war with the universe, the sky is falling
And the only thing that can save us now
Is sensitivity and compassion

[Singing]
Daa da da, da da da daa da da
Daa da da, da da da daa da da

[Talking]
But I know one thing's for sure
I'm gonna get my kicks before it all burns down

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah
Some say tragedy's hard to get over
But sometimes that tragedy means it's over
Soldier, from the academy league of rollers
I deny being down though they seem to hold us
My, shoulders are strong I prove 'em wrong
I ain't doing nothing but moving on
Let the truth be known
But they talked that freedom at us
And didn't even leave a ladder, damn

[Robin Thicke]
I work at the corner store
We all got problems, problems
No one's gonna fly down low
No one's gonna save us now
How you feel you're not alone
We're all just jealous, jealous
We don't reach the sky no more
We just can't overcome, no

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
You tie my hands what am I gonna be?
What have I done so bad?
What is my destiny?
You tie my hands what I am I suppose to see?
What have I done so bad?
What am I gonna be?

[Lil Wayne]
I, knock on the door, hope isn't home
Fate's not around the lucks all gone
Don't ask me what's wrong ask me what's right
And I'ma tell you what's life, and did you know?
I lost everything, but I ain't the only the one
First came the hurricane, then the morning sun
Excuse me if I'm on one
And don't trip if I light one, I walk a tight one
They try tell me keep my eyes open
My whole city underwater, some people still floatin'
And they wonder why black people still voting
'Cause your president still choking
Take away the football team, the basketball team
And all we got is me to represent New Orleans, shit
No governor, no help from the mayor
Just a steady beating heart and a wish and a prayer

[Robin Thicke]
These friends they come and go
But I got family, family
These kids so fast they grow
They learn so quickly now
That there's nowhere to go
That there's no future, future
Don't make this here so low
And we can't overcome, no

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
And if you come from under that water then there's fresh air
Just breathe baby God's got a blessing to spare
Yes I know the process is so much stress
But it's the progress that feels the best
'Cause I came from the projects straight to success and you're next
So try they can't steal your pride it's inside
Then find it and keep on grinding
'Cause in every dark cloud there's a silver lining
I know...

[Lil Wayne talking outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
See right now we just riding on love
A shot in the dark
We ain't tryin to do nothing but hit the heart
We need love
That's all y'all, that's all

[Chorus x2]

Yeah, Born right here in the USA
But, due to tragedy looked on by the whole world as a refugee
So accept my emotion
Do not take it as an offensive gesture
It's just the epitome of my soul
And I must be me
We got spirit y'all, we got spirit
We got soul y'all, we got soul
They don't want us to see, but we already know

 

[fox69]

"Time For Us To Fuck"

"Time For Us To Fuck"


[VERSE 1]

I see ya, I see ya
Girl I wanna love you long like ether
I know you want that pita
Girl I say I know you want that pita
That banana like Chikita
I'ma hit it like Derek Jeter
The neighbors gon' think I beat her
I'll throw that dick much deeper
Come be my wide receiver
I'll give that girl a seizure
She forget her boyfriend, amnesia
She wanna ride it, I let her have it
She betta ride it like Danika Patrick
I get behind it, and move her
Like the Heimlich maneuver (OW!)

[CHORUS]

I don't know about you (chea)
But I'm really, really fucked up (chea)
No more liquor in my cup (chea)
I think it's time for us to, time for us to, time for us to fuck (let's go)
I think it's time for us to fuck (let's go)
I think it's time for us to fuck (let's go)
I think it's time for us to, time for us to...

[VERSE 2]

Bounce that booty like a basketball
See, I'm a ball-hog; I don't pass at all (ha-ha)
And now she wanna put her sister on
Now I got twins like "The Whisper Song"
And you could call her Mrs. Me Too
I say I'm on a strict diet, I can only eat you
Lick it lick it, lick it, lick it; I like to
Lick it lick it, lick it lick it..(ha-ha)
I got that Goose in my system
Somebody gon' be my victim
I got patrone in my system,
Somebody gon' be my victim (OW!)

[CHORUS]

I don't know about you (chea)
But I'm really, really fucked up (chea)
No more liquor in my cup (chea)
I think it's time for us to, time for us to, time for us to fuck (let's go)
I think it's time for us to fuck (let's go)
I think it's time for us to fuck (let's go)
I think it's time for us to, time for us to...

[BRIDGE]
Come free yo' mind, on this dick that I have
You ain't gotta be my wife, but you need dick in yo' life
We gon' fuck all night long, I got kush in my bag
We can blaze one, and when we done
Go back to your man

I think I'm in love (love)
Oh, love (Oh love)
[4x]

SIKE!

 

[fox69]

"Told Y'all"

"Told Y'all"



Wake a Nigga up in his bed when he sleep,
Tie the Nigga up from his head to his feet,
Then light the Nigga up from his head to his feet,
Put his body in the water and his head on the beach,
Light another blunt just to save me the grief,

I don't give a Fuck I was made for the beef,
I don't give a Fuck I'm straight from the streets,
But I'm crooked as a Bitch, Bitch wave to the thief,
Lie to the bad guy, hi to the good though,
Ride with the bad guy, try and you get smoked,
Lie and you get smoked, lie for a Nigga though,

Try for a Nigga though, die for a Nigga though
Why would a Nigga go to new Orleans,
This is Katrina-land,
The president flew over, and he ain't even land

We ain't even mad, we ain't even playin'
It's duck tape season in my region and you ain't leavin' until
We eatin', and I want my piece, and I want my peeps,

To get they piece, and they want they peeps to get they piece,
And until then tell yo peeps no piece,
I'm a beast and I feast every beat I seek,
And I freak every mixtape I leak
I need to be at the t-o-p-o-f-h-I-p-h-o-p
And I'm I-n-d-a-c-u-t-w-I-t-h-m-o-z (my oozie)
So me, yes me, call me Weezy West b
Cause I'm wilder than the mothafuckin' wild west be
I'm so ready, are you ready for me,
Young young money, young mula baby!

Break in a Nigga car at the light,
Put the gun to his head make him park on the right and,
Then I tell him don't talk,
Make him get out and walk,
And then I tell my goons to get right in
When you fuckin' with a Nigga like me
No homo but you fuckin' with a rida
They ain't heard me when I tryda

Fuck anotha mothafucka, and them other mothafuckas
Cause can't no mothafucka Fuck with a Nigga
If you Fuck with lil tune,
I'm a let my goons just follow yo Ass like twitter Nigga,
We can do what you want I don't care,
Anyhow, anywhere, anytime I swear,
As son up on a Nigga, I will run up on a Nigga
With the gun up on a Nigga, now I'm one up on a Nigga

I will run the clock behind the guap,
And if my leg broke I will hop,
Bitch I will hustle til I drop,
Bitch I will throw you from the top, of the world
I got myself a boston girl,
She my gypsy I'm her genie,
Ride my magic carpet girl,
Flow so sick you cough and hurl,
I'm so twisted I walk and swirl,
I'm so lifted I walk on clouds,
Please please please don't shoot me down,
Fuckin' right I put it down,
Buy it white and cook it brown,
This is how great lookin' sound,
KY run yo hook around.

Hollygrove U-S-A, Parlez-vous Français ?
Hot as picante
I am a zombie, what more can I say,
Cause after all I.
I told ya'll I tote it,
Put the bullet in the gloch and blow that Bitch,
If you know like I know you'd put money way before that Bitch
Everyone got they hand out so I drop my Draw and let'em Hold that dick
I'm a roll that stick and I'm a roll it thick
And I know I'm cold and when it's cold as brick
And I ain't old I'm just 26
All in yo mouth like I'm a dentist Bitch

Fuck you and yo interest Bitch
We on some shoot the interest Shit
Better find the exit boy, my nina is so sexy boy
And she feelin' desperate boy, Don't make her molest ya boy
Pressure pressure boy, what will make you test the boy
I'm great with no effort boy, yo face will get severed boy
I'm breakin' yo level boy, I'm takin yo medal boy
Weezy F baby and the F is for forever BOY!