Lil Wayne

[fox69]

"Break Up"
(feat. Short Dawg, Gudda Gudda)

"Break Up"
(feat. Short Dawg, Gudda Gudda)



[Lil Wayne]
(No Ceilings muthafucka)
Nice tires on da ghini,
you should wanna king me
Brain dead flow, vegetable zucchini
I live on the beach,
she walk around in her bikini
Girls are like school,
and i cut em like seniors
Im here to distinguish,
the bears from the penguins
Life is just a gap,
get some money in between it
Glocs like police,
pumps like fenas
This beat gettin totaled,
Pam,Keisha,Kemas
Sittin on da World,
thinkin bout a girl
Pistol on my side,
paint you like mural
Dig in my pocket,
pulled out the party
Be cool before you get stumped and pulled out the party
Ha Ha Hollygrove shit, im on my Hollygrove shit
Lookin for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick
Big bad flow Weezy, fuck the polices
Church like a choir and a couple of old priests
Elevator in my crib cause its five floors
Im not expectin you to have one inside yours;hahe
Vince Young, suicide doors, haha,
life’s a bitch ; now die for her.

[Short Dawg]
I have the type of flow n-ggas don’t have to like,
my rhymes is ambidextrous so I don’t have to write,
the way I’m eating n-ggas wish they had my appetite,
straight up out of Texas and I’m major like apple white,
I pull four then I hit the exit door,
take a trip to Macy’s cop the whole second floor,
hood smell the scent of money coming out my pours,
yeah my pockets full of dead people like a morgue, bore,
I made it from a flyer to the forbes, (see me)
Young Elvis Freshly, yes he flyer than the store
dropping babys out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat
got your son looking up to me like I’m 6 feet
your daughter need someone to save her, not me,
I'm knocking hoes down like Laila Ali,
try hit and imma put the toaster to ya kidney,
then I pull off in a Bentley top open like a chimney
Damn, its No Ceilings like a Colosseum,
candy slab, paint dripping like gonorrhea,
the way Im leaning I’m annoyed if I stand still,
flow harder than an anvil,
short (short)

[Gudda Gudda]
Ok, its Gudda hoe,
all about my bills like buffalo,
your bitch under my sheets,
I heard she was an undercover hoe
purple got me moving slow,
like I’m in a snail race
pop pop pop 3 shots to the head,
then I pick up my shell case
leave em with a pale face,
yes I am a young money goon,
your girl like a motion picture she gon be coming soon
i do a certain rule, i pop her like balloons,
I pass her off to Millz then drop her off to tune,
couple screws lose, you don wanna play with him,
this is No Ceilings bitch, roofless like a stadium,
we shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in
you want us your club, well nigga pay us then,
all grey BM, Im getting from my baby M,
she told me get the money and count it for me when I rake it in,
don’t play no games hoe,
you know my name hoe,
G-U-D-D-A propane flow

 

[fox69]

"Breakin' My Heart"
(feat. Little Brother)

"Breakin' My Heart"
(feat. Little Brother)



Hey baby look here, I got this new song I wrote, it's got that nice slow groove that everybody dancin' to, and when I play it, it kinda remind me of me and you. I mean, there's one more thing I want to talk about. It's time for you to come home, everybody got their problems I'm dealing with mine. I done gave up them narcotics, I'm a changed man.

[Bridge:]
She loves me, she loves me not.

[Verse 1: Little Brother]
How many ways can I say I'm done fishin'.
You wanted the role, smash the audition.
Havin' a partner for a man in my position eliminates the cooks in the kitchen.
Still I got a taste for that fast food, foreign cars, many women.
And some say it's the life I was given.
I say it don't matter if I work at Mc-E-D's.
I still got a fix for what you got between ya knees.
On a new broad, you still one to one.
Every once in again I like havin' some fun.
No disrespect intended but what's done is done.
Women steppin' out for love, men do what to come.
Not a playa like Pun, but when shorties get the grabbin' on me.
The last thought I get is Koobie run.
To them girls wishin' on a star that's will stun.
But I gotta tell it like it is hun, one.

[Chorus x2: Lil Brother First, Lil Wayne Second]
She say she love me, won't leave me, won't ever let me go.
But if you're thinkin' of leaving you need to let me know.
We better together then further apart, so darlin' don't go breakin' my heart.

[Verse 2: Lil Brother]
We was high school sweethearts, talkin' since we was teens.
Every morning, and every evening.
Ten years later she eatin' that mean cuisine.
I'm on the field, straight gone of that creatine.
In the NFL which mean Not For Long.
City to city, all the groupies they hop along.
Word get back to wifey, she like "Stop the song,"
I'm takin' the kids to my mommas, I'm out, I'm gone.
Momma was like Baby now I hate to see your tears.
But I've been with your daddy for 'bout 35 years.
And in my day I had to turn a blind eye to cheating.
But I ain't never had to wear no black eye from beatings.
As long as he doing right, by you and your kids.
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he is.
I ain't sayin' that it's right but we often pay the price.
Cause a womens life is love, a mans love is life.
And he gon' live it to the fullest, and I ain't tryna pull you down or sound like a broken record.
But you should know by now that all niggas is dogs.
Better to have a rich pit then a broke german shepard.

[Chorus: x2]
She say she love me, won't leave me, won't ever let me go.
But if you're thinkin' of leaving you need to let me know.
We better together then further apart, so darlin' don't go breakin' my heart.

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
I say I don't have nothin' if I don't have you.
Like Shadai, we got the sweetest taboo.
And my game is skin deep, like your first tattoo.
I gets all in ya head just like shampoo.
I just wanna fuck with you like rude polices.
I don't want a broken heart because I lose the pieces.
Hey, girl don't play with my gangsta.
And have the boy blue like a Texas Ranger.
And I know cheaters never get crowned.
So I play "fair" like roller coasters and clowns.
You gotta hold ya soldier down.
Even when the war is lookin' it is right around the corner.
And you don't want to leave me, believe me.
Cause I could turn you on like a personal TV.
It's young weezy, I know what ya thought.
But I'm just here to play my part, so don't go breakin' my heart.

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne First, Lil Brother Second]
She say she love me, won't leave me, won't ever let me go.
But if you're thinkin' of leaving you need to let me know.
We better together then further apart, so darlin' don't go breakin' my heart

 

[fox69]

"Bring It Back"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)

"Bring It Back"
(feat. Mannie Fresh)



[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen,
People with jobs,
People without jobs,
Middle class,
Upper class,
High class, all that,
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks,
Elderly people and twerkers

[Pre-chorus:]
Put your hands on your knees and bend your rump,
Put your back in,
Back out
Do the hump.
Put your hands on your knees
And bend your rump,
Put your back in,
Back out do the hump,

[Lil Wayne]
Well, I'm fly as son of a gun a son
Of a Stunner (yep)
High as a 757 going to heaven (no)
Weezy F the reverend preach about me I'm the god 1-7 apple and E
I'm the Cash Money Makaveli
You all ain't ready, break fast like Tom Petty,
You all just petty
'82 I was born ready,
I'm too ready,
You all Betty Crocker balla blockers, I'm too heavy
Meatball Lamborghini,
Top spaghetti,
Seats Ragu,
Uh 20 inch shoes,
Oh me and you got plenty to do,
I don't need no pool I'm swimming in you,
And I sleep with the sharks,
Shorty on the water water,
And I be ma 840 mama,
Shake something for me,
And it don't make sense if it don't make that money,
I'm gonna take that money,...

[Pre-chorus (Mannie Fresh)]

[Chorus (Lil Wayne):]
I bring it back to the bottom of the map (Ooowee)
I bring it back to the bottom of the map (Ooowee)
I bring it back to the bottom of the map (Ooowee)
I bring it back to the bottom of the

[Lil Wayne]
I take off my brim,
Moment of silence of my homeboy Souljah Slim (yeah)
Fronting round here will get your back dropped off,
We do our own thing
We don't act like you all
I say black white walls with the back wiped off
Ah, you all little busters just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the type that
Fall
We don't breed them kind, but they bleed just fine
Yup, Weezy the one only read between the line,
If you can't, boy, read ma nine,
I'm going hard in the paint like Diesel time,
Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is losing it
I be Eazy, fall back and be cool with it,
Paul Barrer is moving it,
Dead float I'm through with it
I'm the SHH,
Na, na, I'm sewerage
Weezy F, baby, I do dis here!

[Pre-chorus (Mannie Fresh)]

[Chorus (Lil Wayne)]

[Lil Wayne]
I'm old school gangster,
I act like 80,
I look like Cita but act like Baby
You play with me I'll react like the Navy,
Nah, better yet the ARMY, you all gonna need them for me
And your head is a beepin' target,
You don't want me to see you with my peekin' tourmis,
Wizzle Fizzle, I keep in New Orleans,
Sleeping with women that sleep with the Hornets
Country boy there's something foreign,
about a hundred thousand
More than what your in
You're not about it,
You freeze up like Popsicles,
Pop up on bicycles,
Pop you all like spot pimples (yup) Wizzle Fizzle
Original hot bizzle,
Still Lil' Wanye but the dividends not little,
Yeah, don't be surprised how the chrome feel,
Uhh get down, uhh get down,
Man I'm getting frustrated

[Pre-chorus (Mannie Fresh)]

[Chorus (Lil Wayne)]

[Lil Wayne talking]
Uhh, the best rapper alive,
Since the best rapper retired,
(uhh yeah yeah yeah)
The best rapper alive,
Since the best rapper retired,

 

[fox69]

"Brown Paper Bag"
(feat. Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana & others)

"Brown Paper Bag"
(feat. Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana & others)



[DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)

[Young Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon

Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (yo Khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)

Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass
Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task
And when they came in we unpacked 'em all
Broke 'em all down and unrapped 'em all
Just two words nigga duffelbags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up

[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign
The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking with an accent
Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room,
That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me

[Rick Ross]
Just made a hundred of that brown paper bag money
I thank god for the meal he prepared for me
Taking my fam and my li'l dog money
Thank god for that brown paper bag that

Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (c'mon)
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (we the best)

Just pulled over in my 7-5
Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide
Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me 5
20 minutes in they dump I'm gonna let these slide
We're the best
Look at what we drive got picnic tables on my lap getting high
In the back of that maybac and it cost five hundred thou
When the nigga, spent then with a smile
Stacking numbers that alarm and race
White house still moving bricks alarm today
I'm that bin lading boi I'll bomb the state
I ain't come to stay I gotta post bond today
2 million in the bag, I ain't wanna brag
you don't know the feeling when the villain peeling in the jag
Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had
I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?)

[Lil Wayne]
Just spent a 100 of that brown paper bag money
It feel good to be young money cash money
Rehab I'm addicted to fast money
I got stacks and rubber bands up in that

Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf of young money cash money)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of New Orleans let's go)

Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna motherfucking professional like hershal
Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking after I die
But that's not important
Money's more important
And understand I been in that water like I was snorkeling
Understand I been in that water like I'm a dolphin
Miami Khaled took me in like a orphan
Why did they start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking box cutter
you heard what I said motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out

[Fat Joe]
Coka baby man you know I already had money
Definition of that brown paper bag money
Try and front as if you in the jag money
For the cash I'll blast anybody that

Brown paper bag (that that that that)
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (coka baby cribs mania)
Brown paper bag (we are simply the BEST the VERY BEST)

You all niggas want coka music
The costra nostra flow show you how to do this
Pen it so easy, a caveman can do it
Nigga we simply the best don't confuse it
I confuse it, critics be hating
Best album yet but give me the same rating
I'm waiting top of rap rushmore
Etched in stone runt top puns war
Unsure anythings possible
4mil spent bought out the art possible, I'm Picasso in the Versace suit, don't worry my nigga
Khaled I got you, not just 'cause I want to 'cause I got to, put the squad on your back did the impossible
It's only logical I spit from the heart, brown paper bag who else for Joe 2 guard that

BROWNNN PAPER BAAAAAAAG
BROWNNN PAPER BAAAAAAAG

 

[fox69]

"Bugatti"
(feat. Boo)

"Bugatti"
(feat. Boo)



Microphone check, I still don't hear my...
Oh yeah I do, yeah I do
Who the fuck is Stevie J?

[Hook 1: Lil Wayne]
Don't be lookin' for no donations
You get dick, then reservations
I get pussy then hibernation
I start humpin' soon as I wake up
I woke up in some new punani
He woke up bleedin' like "who shot me?"
I kept shootin'; Boo said "you got 'em".
Now, all we gotta do is get rid of the body.
But anyway I woke up in some new punani

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I was drunk as a bitch, drunk as a bitch
But not drunk as that bitch
I got in that shit acted donkey in it
Junk in her trunk, hope my trunk he can fit
Then she jumped on my dick like a monkey and shit
Monkey see monkey do, banana clips
Shoot at them niggas, no camera glitch
Wax that ass, no candle stick
And I run with some killers I eat with the mob
Got some shit built up I keep it inside
Red in my eyes, Mount Everest high
Look dead in my eyes, see death in my eyes
The TEK on my thigh and my aim so good
I could shoot a fly or a bull in the eye
Hold up, all bullshit aside
A nigga almost died but I'm outchea
Fuck around with a real nigga get murked
I been paid my dues will I get reimbursed?
Love it when she make faces
Pussy feel like vacation
Eat it like I'm dyin' of starvation
I'm at the finish line, her heart racin'
Give her the View, if she Caucasian
My niggas wild as Jumanji
You can call me an S.O.B
Cause its skateboards over bugattis
I used to be at them Heat games
With better seats than Pat Riley
Don't stop, pop that don't stop
Pop that Ollie, Tunechi

[Verse 2: Boo]
Sippin' on dumb, puffin' a J
Met her tonight, fuck her today
You tuck her away, I'm fuckin' her face
Wine head, she's guzzling grapes
Back shots, I'm holding her waist
Freaky, I always freak...
You know Tune my bro, but he ain't tryna meet ya
Just bring your friend, both of us'll eat her
Hater niggas be hungry
Got a hundred shots to feed 'em
Her panties are down, her legs is up
We finally fucked, she starved for months
Don't give a fuck, still I'll hit
Never no feelings, no love for these hoes
No flowers, we're simple, we fucked in the Rolls
No flowers, we're simple, we fucked in the Rolls
Royce - trick!
Now they mad, I told they was
Bitches'll be lying, I did the same
Far from a square, don't mistake me for lame
She's suckin' me off, I'm pokin' her brain
She tell me keep goin', I'm doin' my thing
That pussy so wet, I'm calling it rain
I'm giving her hundreds, she's keeping my change
I keep it a hundred, you do the same
Most women front, but who do you blame?
I gave you dick, you gave me pussy
It's safe to say it's an even exchange...
Bitch!

[Hook 2: Lil Wayne]
Don't be givin' out information
You know niggas still on probation
I get higher than expectations
You know this is the Dedication
I'm on that kush she on that molly
I turn that pussy to Dasani
Shout out my nigga Luca Brasi
I don't know this ho
So I must dash, no disguises
Tunechi, I had to Dedication 5 it

 

[fox69]

"Burn"

"Burn"


[Verse 1]
Hammer on the dresser, work on the stove
I’m sitting on the counter blowing purp out my nose
Red bone naked, in the bed flexin’
I say bitch I ain’t impressed you must of got the wrong impression
I ain’t with the BS, I’m flyer than PF
Man we living in hell like a deep breath
Real niggas with real money real bitches with fake asses
If she don't wanna fuck I get on my skateboard and I skate passed her
Money on the table, guns on the table
Bitch I’m on that syrup tell that hoe leggo my Eggo
And my girlfriend is that choppa, I finger fuck that ho
Hello I am Tunechi you had me at hello
Drop top Maybach, clean like Ajax
Man I don't fuck with none of you niggas like rednecks
We got that work so come and get if we don't know you, you pay tax
I put a hole in your apple what that is apple jacks
Pussy nigga I’ll murder you then dance at your funeral
Blood I’ll have a nigga drinking his own blood communion
Wake up like Bone Thugs I’ll call your bluff pick the phone up
Her titties fake but they look real cubic zirconia’s
Run up in your house spare the kids and kill the grown ups
Your bitch call me when she hot Krispy Kream donuts
Shoutout to my new hoes, shoutout to my old hoes
I still wear that ass out like a wardrobe
Bitch what they gonna say?
Still eating rappers on my fucking lunch break
Bad yellow bitch with a tongue like a snake
I let her suck my dick then I fuck her to some Drake

[Hook]
And then I let that kush burn let that kush burn
Yeah I let that kush burn
Smoking gasoline bitch
The booth on fire I’m in here getting higher
Young Money bitch we at the top like barbwire

[Verse 2]
Money on my mind I ain’t thinking bout no bitch
I’m talking bout that scratch like my muhfuckin throat itch
Stop stuntin if you ballin buy your bitch something
Stayed on the same team like Tim Duncan
Shit get real if ya scared go to catholic school
And if we want it straight jacket like a padded room
Shoot your ass 100 times and stand over you
Lil’ Tunechi so fly I got arachnophobia
Burn bitch, AK in my firm grip
Leap if you feeling like Kermit, sermons
Preach reach and I smoke your ass like Cheech
I be faded like bleach, double barrel Siamese
I like my swisher obese fuck that bitch like police
Fuck these haters with no grease, you get chin checked goatee
Money talks bitch and mine talks like Robin Leach
That lean got me slow as Lisa Turtle ask Screech
Bank card heavy, my wallet like a barbell
My girl got a fat cat, I call that shit Garfield
We’ll bring the O.K. Corral to your doorbell
We pull triggers not coattails, I make lump sums oatmeal
I’m stuntin getting new money
Trukfit money Mountain Dew money, tell em
I get better like fine wine I'm fire like cayenne
In the words of my nigga BP I’ll hit a bitch with a car bomb BOOM

Lil’ bitch
Niggas gonna talk they ain’t talking bout shit
Niggas gonna bark I go Mike Vick
Fuckin’ fuck niggas on that fuck shit
Suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit

[Hook]
And let that kush burn let that kush
Yeah I let that kush burn
Smoking gasoline bitch
The booth on fire I'm in here getting higher
Holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Mayer

 

[fox69]

"Burn This City"
(feat. Twista)

"Burn This City"
(feat. Twista)



This fire...burn this city
This fire...burn this city, burn this city
This fire...burn this city
This fire...burn this city, burn this city

This fire is outta control, I'm going to burn this city, burn this city [4x]

[Verse 1 (Lil Wayne)]
Stop playing wit me, cannon in my hand and I'll be damn if any man disrespect in my land
Intercept a nigga pass, inaffective ass nigga
I'm the f-f-fireman but I'll wet that ass nigga
My vessel pump liquor I'm a special ass nigga
No frontin I'm in front of these extra last niggas
I'm a extra bad nigga, I'm a sideways shooter
Open up the Maserati, fuck a highway trooper
Cuz now-a-days dudes'll run & tell the troopers
So I hope the same trooper could find ya when I lose ya
These niggas talkin' out the side of they medula
Preserve a nigga put his body in the cooler
Turn 'em into ice, call me Weezy the jeweler
Run up on me boy & get smoked like buddah
Who the fuck wanna get it in they next breath
Gasoline on ya doorstep (fire)

[Hook]
This fire is outta control, (Cuz I'm the fireman fire f-fireman) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, (You could spark it up & I'ma put you out) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, (Weezy, I love to talk when the town is hot) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, I'm going to burn this city, burn this city

[Verse 2 (Twista)]
Niggaz shook watch Twista Weezyana gotta show 'em heaven, call the reverend
I'ma burn 'em up like ladder 47 wit a mac11
Try to shoot up every part of you wit my arsenal I'm a arsonist
Or the 40cal wit the 50 clip uh uh,
you don't want no parts of this
Let me do your medula, I'll pop your oblongata
Call the doctor
Homie you are not Baby, not the Twista & not the Carter
Don't be coming to me acting petty when I carry glocks to carve ya
Stop tomorrow
You could break my hands, I write wit my mind
you can't stop the author
Try to run up on the block why bother
I'ma shoot 'em wit the pump & then I go & throw his body in a ditch & won't nobody ever find you
And won't nobody talk cuz I'm a real street mobster
Ghetto gangstas I don't eat pasta
Only fuckin wit the shrimp & the lobster
Murder the pussy whole in ya boy
When I'm dressed up like a rastah
New Orleans & Chi connect stay burnin sticky
And we gettin stuntin steady gettin money that's why I'm on 50
Shit, I only be fuckin wit niggaz that earnin wit me
If you try then you goin die
On fire cuz I'm so hot
Watch how we burn this city

[Hook]
This fire is outta control, (Cuz I'm the fireman fire f-fireman) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, (You could spark it up & I'ma put you out) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, (Weezy, I love to talk when the town is hot) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, I'm going to burn this city, burn this city

[Verse 3 (Lil Wayne)]
Sicker than the bird flu
I am the birdman Jr. & you niggaz just bird food
We living in a whirl pool
You gotta eat or get ate & you look like bait
Don't you stick one hand over the gate
This dog will treat you niggaz just like steak
Dinner, I'm that nigga, take a break
My fuck up is a perfect mistake, I'm great
Murder, renegade music, my flow stupid
I'm cold, I spit mucus
I'm tight like suitors, righteous, ruthless
Strap, shoot ya, we rich, sue us
Snitch, leave 'em, ditch, sewers
Pushin up daises, roses, petunias
Wakes, funeral, service, communion
I'm hotter than a motherfucking hot boys reunion
Weezy

[Hook]
This fire is outta control, (Cuz I'm the fireman fire f-fireman) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, (You could spark it up & I'ma put you out) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, (Weezy, I love to talk when the town is hot) I'm going to burn this city, burn this city
This fire is outta control, I'm going to burn this city, burn this city

 

[fox69]

"By Myself"
(with Juelz Santana)

"By Myself"
(with Juelz Santana)



[Chorus: x2]
No more lying friends
Mourning tragic ends
Know they do pretend
They won't go when I go

[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
Come on home biscuit for man's sake
No more fake hugs and handshakes
Stand straight
You sweeter than a pancake
Me, I'm tryin get that green like the landscape
That's for my team in region eight
See what I gotta say can't wait
I demand cake
Gotta eat, keep the family straight
They all holding out they hands and plates, yeah
Wayne's from a place called hollygrove
From the bottom of the globe
Area code 504
Be hero joe and I zero in
With the eagle when there be no him
Ion need no help
Ion need no homie
Ion need no buddy
Nigga I got money
Nigga I got heart to go along with the guns
Call me weezy f. baby
I be by myself when I come yeah

[Chorus:]
No more lying friends
(yeah, yeah)
Mourning tragic ends
(ion need em, ion need em)
Know they do pretend
(ion love em, ion trust em)
They won't go when I go
(so motherfuck em, I was born by myself with my dick in my hand) no more lying friends
(with my mind on the million dollar plan) mourning tragic ends
(now baby you are looking at the million dollar man) know they do pretend
(and I'm a die alone, so alone I stand) they won't go when I go

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
(I feel you nigga)
Dudes that never spoke to me now wanna speak (beat it)
Girls that never said a word now wanna creep (beat it)
Guys that never ran with me now wanna be (what) the only passenger in my coop with two seats
Damn, what is it homes
You boys breast soft and fake, I can feel the silicone (yep) you all a bunch of pamela andersons
Me, a family man, I take care of the family man (ya dig) and it seems like my day one niggas ain't actin like day one niggas (uh un), I ain't change I just came up niggas (yep) and trust me when I say I ain't put the streets down or them thangs up nigga
Bring the phantom through the hood, I ain't frontin on ya'll,
Just tryna let you know it's bigger than the corner my dog
I ain't playin basketball, but I'm ballin for sure
Now back to the money
Catch me when I come off tour
Fuck em

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
The rims may offend you on the shit I slide into
Fuck you
Send you to the desert, tell ya be cool
Uh um, hold on the pistols
Roll by the cops and turn up the stereo
Sittin in the corner lookin like a owner
Talkin to the owner, yeah my price gone up
All in the strip club, never get a boner
Only get hard for doe, I'm homer, and you're a simpson and I'm a pimp son and she ain't comin to the crib til her friend come
We gettin money over here you need to get some
Out comes the cold steel for my income
[Juelz Santana]
Out comes the cold steel for my victims
Born alone, die alone, but you could die with em
Cars white and sexy like Nicole Kidman
Bad chick by my side, video vixen
Might fly to L.A. just to shop at Kitson
Thousand dollar hoodies I'm pickin up about 15
That's about 15 thousand
I'm trickin zero on bitches
Zero
Zavosky crystals, great china wall
My money run longer than the great china wall
And my pockets is mediterranean sea deep
So keep plottin and prayin to get me
Come on

 

[fox69]

"C.O.L.O.U.R.S."

"C.O.L.O.U.R.S."



Microphone check 12 or just 1-2
I am me who are fuck you
And I'm 1-2 high you should look up to me
My french girls love it when we smoke the ooey
On bellow fronts I do and we smoke the ooey
I do me she feels me cummin like new teeth
I got paper like loose leaf
Come over here and maybe you can get a few sheets
My bodies unique like the sisteen chapple
Fresh (fresh) 6 pineapples
I should cut myself to see if my bloods red
Baby I brainstorm call me flood head
Married to the money
And if she leaves me bury me money
And when your not good then your arrogance is funny
And when your really rich then asparagus is yummy

 

[fox69]

"Cali Dro"
(feat. Daz Dillinger, Kurupt)

"Cali Dro"
(feat. Daz Dillinger, Kurupt)



[Birdman:]
So Light It Up And Pass The Thang To Me
Im Fresh Off Patrol I Could Smoke A Whole P
Can Smell It In My Clothes You Can Smell It In My Seats
Thats How A Nigga Rolls I Was Raised In Them Streets
Im Rollin Up A Sweet
Im Fillin It With Keef
Im Too High To Talk Bitch Keep It Real Brief
If It Aint About Money You Dont Even Gotta Speak
I Smoke It In A Paper, Weezy Smoke It In A Leaf
And Nigga Ima Stunna, I Got Runnas
And We Keep Them Shotguns Like Huntas
We Smoke Thunda, It Put Me Under
Im Talkin About Straight Purple Kush That Thundas
See I Be Fuckin With Them Trees Cuz Im Straight Out Tha Jungle
Keep About Five Pounds And We Aint Even Tryin To Hustle
Yall Already Know How That Go

[Lil' Wayne:]
I Get My Kush From California
Get My Dro From Arizona
I Can Get it cross the boarda
I Got A Ridda Name Winona
And I Be Calmer Than A Somma
Inside Of The Phantom
And it's lookin like a Sauna
And I Still Stay High And I Still Got My Diploma
And I Still Keep The Maggie On Me Like Hommer
And Im Too Sick Man Im Spittin Out A Coma
And Im Still Lettin The Money Pile Like Goma
And I Smoke That Kill, Yall Blowin On Begonias
And I Keep A Fill Of That Grass Like A Farmer
And I Keep That Armor, Try Me And Ill Spin You Around
Ill Be With The Stars And I Aint Talkin Tinsel Town
Thats Right The Present Town, Bitches Tear The Fences Down
Like Prince In Town
Boy I Shits A Pound Of That Purple Rain On The Marvin's Day
You Wit Me Now?
Too High You Can't Set Me Down

[Daz:]
We Got That Ak-47 White Right On Set Painted
And Named It Orange Purple Kush That Million Dolar Top Brand

[Kurupt:]
I Got That White Ivory Ice Tee
Docters, Requestin Dope Weed
Blazin Up So Much Bomb
I Got A Bad Bitch On My Side

[Daz:]
See See We Just Smokin We Just Smokin,
We Just Tryin To Fire Up
If You Got The Bomb Bomb Nigga Come And Light It Up

[Kurupt:]
Yah Blaze Up Aint Nothin Like
Ridin By, Drivin High
Me And All The Hommies Smokin
Dumpin If You Chokin Smokin

[Daz:]
Smoke Slow When They Hit You Cuz You Might Pass Out

[Kurupt:]
Look Over At The Bitches Snatch A Blunt Up Out A Mouth Bitch

[Daz:]
Switch It To Another Scene
That Has You Smokin Endo Green

[Kurupt:]
Some Hommies Be On That Lean
Mix It With That Endo Weed

[Daz:]
Because We Fucked Up We Fucked Up
You Know That We Fucked Up

[Kurupt:]
I Like To Smoke And Drink
With That Nympho Plated Thang

[Daz:]
Because We Fucked Up We Fucked Up
You Know That We Fucked Up