Lil Wayne

[fox69]

"Comfortable"
(feat. Babyface)

"Comfortable"
(feat. Babyface)


[Chorus: Babyface]
I'm not saying this to shake you up sing
I'm just saying this to wake you up saying
It's all good when we're making love
All I'm asking is don't take our love
For granted, 'cause granted my love for you is real (oh)
If you don't love me, somebody else will
Babygirl don't you, ever, get too, comfortable (comfortable)

[Lil Wayne]
To the left, to the left
If you wanna leave, be my guest you can step
Feeling (Irreplaceable) listening to (Beyonce)
Well okay I put you out on your (B'Day)
Hey, now if you rocking with Weezy
Bedroom in the bank baby we safe
I got game like EA
But I wanna let you play
And don't I treat you like souffle
Don't I look at you like I see a new day
And don't I do what I do say
I'm through talking so I'm gonna let you 'face
And let 'ye do ''ye

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, let me catch my breath
Talking 'bout leaving, and you ain't gone yet
And if you leave, leave correct
And I'm gonna send a jet to pick up the next
And if you leave, you leaving the best
So you will have to settle for less
And I am no Elliott Ness
I don't handcuff, I don't arrest
I do confess to the virginsy
'Cause under the sheets I am a mess
Yes, baby you're blessed
Now just don't jump your nest, come on

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, it's no sweat, no sweat
I would never 1, 2, 3, 4-get about
You, your love, your sex
You know I work you out like Bowflex
He he, I jokes no stress
Love, live life, proceed, progress
Make sure the neighbours get no rest
We can get together never disconnect
Yeah, yo' back yo' neck
Funny how that song hasn't got old yet
To us, so let's project
You stay in, never incorrect 'face

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Competition (Interlude)"

"Competition (Interlude)"


[Question:]
Are you still competitive in the rap game?

[Answer:]
Uhhm, competition is different these days
That competition is competing for my awesome fan base
My awesome fans
Attention, you know what I mean
For them to still say that they love me
And competing for they love and competing for them to still fucking with me
Things like that
That’s my competition these days and I love it

 

[fox69]

"Cool Outrageous Lovers"
(feat. Andre 3000, Common, Plies)

"Cool Outrageous Lovers"
(feat. Andre 3000, Common, Plies)



[Plies:]
I'm looking for the right woman to give my last name.
I wanna a big wedding with all the expensive rings,
Huge ice sculptures spelling out yo name, white doves flying,
Tears without the pain.
I'm standing at the alter you walking down the lane
The whole church crying while the choir sing.
75 thousand dresses expensive champagne
I'm just playing baby
This is the year of the lover

[Lil Wayne]
Now I can put your ass out, ohhh
Keep running your mouth
And if yo brothers come trippin ima show em wat dese teardrops bout
Shawty I was just playing
Ohh but I can take you to the Caymen... islands
Have you screamin' and hollerin'
We gone be making... Love on the beach
The people see what we doin
Awww they pointin' and oooo'in
Ohh but we gone keep on doing... it
Like it's just me and you and no one else around
It went down on the balcony,
And her legs are open how Sweet,
Shawty like a model out da Penthouse Sheets,
That's why I got her on my Penthouse Sheets.

[Andre 3000]
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see round town and
I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling
Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island
Peninsula maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy
Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap no lookin back
Spaceships dont come equipped with rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
Im so like a Pip, Im glad its night
So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon high, jump the broom
Like a premie out the womb
My partner yellin "Too soon! Dont do it! Reconsider!
Read some litera - ture on the subject
You sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac - tic
If that bitch do you dirty
we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent
Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar
I know you aint a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya
Keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Aye, keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part

[Common]
Are we living in a dream world?
Are your eyes still green girl?
I know your sick and tired of arguing
But you can't keep it bottled in
Jealousy, we got to swallow it
Your heart and mind baby follow it
Smile, happiness you could model it
And when you feel opposite
I just want you to know
Your whole being is beautiful
Im going to do the best I can do
Cause I'm the best when I'm with you
You help me to discovery me
I just want you to put trust in me
I kind of laugh when you cuss at me
The aftermath is you touching me
It's destiny to we connected girl
You and I we can affect the world
I'm tired of the fast lane
I want you to have my last name

 

[fox69]

"Crazy"

"Crazy"



I remember then
Back in december, it wuz winter
Like '89
Shit i must of been 7 goin on 8
And comin from da kitchen wuz a echo from all da base
And i aint talkin bout speakas umm mmm
I saw my daddy in there i would stare
But i wouldnt touch
But it wasnt because i didnt know enough
Shit..i jus knew too much
So i stop bein lazy, and i became creative
And i learned how to create it
And all dat pots for me!!!
So come see... or come eat

And i hope dat she is having da ride of her life
No red lights inside, jus a bare room wit green lights ummm mmm
Come on now
Who did you, where did you, why did you what did you think she was
Haahaaa thats ur hoe my guns of water help your garden grow...no

Yeah i know dat wuz crazy
But i think u are more crazy..yer
Than her
Cuz she is no daisy
Shit she jus pottery
Wit no seeds
So she cant eat

My heroes had da broads and da cars wit big ol' rims
And i could remember slangin, thinkin
I wanna be like them
Ever since i was little, ever since i was little
I lived life numb

It made so much since for me to run
When da 5-0 come
Cuz i aint dumb umm mmm

And dat shit i hated
Like early 90s late 80s
I wuz husltin as a baby
U can ask eagle street, about me
Ima g

Ever since i wuz little eva since i wuz little i tote my gun
Cuz it made no sense where i wuz from hmmm
To walk around wit none
Shit,nicca u would be crazy
Cuz niccas is crazy
And im a 80s baby
U should be proud of me
Cuz in dem streets
Im hot like da 80s
And my temperatures raisin
Im at 100 im blazin
Sumbody shower me
Please pret-ty please

You can call me wizzle or u can call me wayne
Man eitha one but its weezy baby for your slut
I told her weezy baby, i told her more than once
But she just say baby, she jus calls me baby
She jus screams out baby, when she's on top of me
And da sheets be stickin like pages
And da bed is so stanky
If she say dat is my baby, shit it is prossibly not for me
M.-O.-E.

 

[fox69]

"Cream"
(feat. Euro)

"Cream"
(feat. Euro)



[Hook: Method Man]
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

[Verse 1: Euro]
I've been having these nightmares
Of losing time, with no reward
Momma would call the Lord, before she call the law
Then I went and found time, and I ordered more
Time is money, so I spent it all trying to order more
They say beef is a poor man's sport
Behind the money get that rhyme report, fuck it

[Hook: Method Man]

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I don't cut the work
Drop top on 20's
Soon as I learned how to talk I talked business
Nigga's ain't safe, all 9 innings
And to you it's just change, I want every JC Penny
And I walk up in your funeral late, suit rented
Lift a mini skirt, get behind her like Benny
Goin' at your neck, get the rope tie a noose
This a gun check, now who do I write it to?
I'm dirty like ENT, shout out to Murphy Lee
Gotta cut up the credit cards, plastic surgery
I'mma God, Mercy Me
I'm higher than mercury
Smokin' on that strong
Full of that Hercules
Bartender, Hurry up, Hurry up with my drink
Nigga's pullin caper's like a they come with a string
I'm standing over the stove with my gun in the sink
Cause' I don't know what nigga's thinking, but I know how they think
Uh, catch a skateboard to the jaw
I'm in that pussy, she in awe
In this here is my homeboy Quick Draw McGraw
I'm even on both sides of the seesaw
You can get your head cut off with a saw, yeehaw
Kill you and your right-hand man, SouthPaw
Money over bitches, and above the law
Money over bitches, and above the law
Money

Yeah!

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Uh
Pocket full of money, we're the posse full of hiters
Black and White Porsche's, like a Nazi with a nigga
Money make the world, 360
We throw them dolla's up, them bitches better be Frisbee's
Pounds in the freezer, 50 rounds in the sweeper
Counter full of coke, naked bitch baggin' up
And if the bitch stealing, I know where her Mama live
I love this shit so much, I got on a tux
Man it's been a minute since I seen my nigga Bubble
Some nigga's fade away, some nigga's hit the jumper
Kidnap your niece, don't cry, call your uncle
We don't wanna hurt ya baby, we just want your uncle
25 lighters on the dresser, yessir
I ain't hearin' that bullshit, I'm deafer
Than left her, somewhere out wherever
They find your body severed
You know they findin' nigga's guilty like the find the treasure
But get your money
On occasions, I get too wasted, it's an occasion
I heard a nurse say, "Thank you for being so patient"
I know my nigga's got me, we good forever
Get the cheese nigga, please, avoid the shredder
Turning good to better
Gotta pull it together
I wish that blood on the floor, was rose pedals
Real Gangsta's die of old age
And old money, get paid my nigga
Tunchi

[Hook: Method Man]

 

[fox69]

"Curtains"
(feat. Boo)

"Curtains"
(feat. Boo)



[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I ain't nervous, I swear to God I ain't nervous
And I'm laughing at them pussy niggas and that pussy shit they doin'
I'm getting cake like I'm Jewish, my nigga Drake he Jewish
I swear to god I ain't nervous, okay I swear to god I ain't nervous
I swear to god I ain't nervous, I say, I swear to god I ain't nervous
I got her workin, twerkin and slurping my sepernt
Ain't got no problems in this bitch-for certain
I see you turnin up but your turn up ain't workin
Just want some mouth and lip service
Yeah, I'm getting head behind the Maybach curtains

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Ok I'm straight action-no ricochet
That pussy boneless, that's Chick-fil-a
I fuck with real riders and they tickets paid
Niggas cryin wolf, well I'll wipe them tears away
I swear my momma trust my work, so I give these hoes that work
They say the best things in life are free, that's why it cost for you to get get murked
And my pants saggin like fuck it I'm still on my business
Spent my birthday in jail, I was making bad decisions
Saw my enemy at the light, I told Marley light the weed
Then I lit them niggas up before that motherfucker turned green
Your bitch ride me like a go kart
I play that pussy like Mozart
I Mozart these hoes hearts then after that they wordless

[Hook 1: Lil Wayne]
Man, I swear to God I ain't nervous
I said I swear to God I ain't nervous
I dont know, I swear to God I ain't nervous
And that pussy don't get purchased, ho
Ain't got no problems in this bitch for certain
I see you turnin up but your turn up ain't working
I like em long haired and curvy
And if niggas think its a game, I'll leave their brains on their jerseys

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
She say she love me, thats the molly talking
Her pussy so wet it keep sliding off it
She got a nigga but he ain't me bitch
I'm the original gangster, he the remix
Girl, do you use that same mouth to kiss yo momma?
I say, only God can judge me, fuck your honor
And her birthday suit is her pajamas
She say, I didn't know your dick was a recliner
I'll punch your man in his eye, give him a shiner
I'll blind him, him and whoever cosign him
I get Adam like Yolonda
Young Money Cash Money's Obama
Its fuck the world, no condom
If he twisted, I'll unwind him
And this pistol came with a silence

[Hook 2: Lil Wayne]
But I swear to God he heard it!
Yea, and I swear to God I ain't nervous
Na, I swear to God I ain't nervous
Bitch I'm the God, I should be rapping in a turban
Ain't got no problems in this bitch and thats for certain
I see you turning up but your turn up ain't working
Baby, I just want some mouth and lip service
She gone ride this dick like the Kentucky-Derby

[Verse 3: Boo]
On that Pat-ron, I'm swerving
Game tight like virgins
I gotta bad bitch, she Persian
Call her AK when she's squirting
You see the niggas I'm with, that boy Boo the shit
As long as I got a face, yo bitch got a place to sit
Yea, I'm wilding off them shroomies
Ain't got no worries like Tunechi
All my chicks be boogey, wanna hold hands then watch movies
I be goddamned, make a nigga lose it
Ain't no talking- lets get to it
Real niggas winning, fake niggas losing
Bitch I'll leave that pussy with bruises

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Girl, I swear to God I ain't nervous
I swear to god I ain't nervous
No, you know I swear to god I ain't nervous
I got her workin, twerkin and slurping
My serpent
Ain't got no problems in this bitch and that's for certain
You fuck with Tunechi, you'll end up a Missing Person
She got Lil Tunechi on her booty, in cursive
I'm getting head behind the Maybach curtains
Ya

 

[fox69]

"D'usse"

"D'usse"


This motherfuckin’ D’usse got me sweatin’ and shit… word to God;
Hov fuck with ya boy
C5

Okay nigga I got em'
Point em' out and I got em'
Let 'em get a lil buzz
Then we robbin' for pollen
We ain't killin' no minors
You niggas still in the minus
And your bitch, we gonna blind her
Can't pick a side off the lineup
I swear lord knows Imma murk one of these niggas
Shoot you in your earth
And get earthworms on me nigga
I been did my time
I'm getting better with time
But real niggas don't whine
We'll burn down your vineyard
I been ballin' since cornrows
Still duckin' the narcos
My little niggas, in war mode
You spark it up, we charcoal
Got a bad bitch with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed
I'm a big dog, big doghouse, make ashtrays out of dog bowls
Blessins on top of sins, restin' with topless twins
Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I’m with Slim
Wrestlin' with lobster limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes lord

We on that D'usse, me and my nigga Euro
Tina Turn up in this bitch
We got Lauryn in this bitch
Serena Pink in this bitch, better known as Pinky
Yah dig?
What's up Brandon?
Lego!

Holly Grove nigga, rest in peace, Lil Kevin
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy
Rest in peace, [?]
The world is mine, I am selfish
I am a shark fuck them shellfish
Everybody in the building
Well I left that bitch like Elvis
Nigga please
Pops treated mom like Billie Jean
Like hot sauce, I put in on everything
I'ma give that fuckin' woman everything, everything
Here we go, bitch I'm cool, Coolio
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did Hootie blow? I don't know
Fuck who knows? I got a redbone with two golds
And she snort too much of that Micheal Jackson, that bitch gon'
Need a new nose
And I got time for you hoes
Shit I only have two goals and that is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' 'round the city, with the top off the Maybach
Lookin for a motherfuckin' spot we can skate at
Elvis left the building
And I take these hoes to Graceland
And I got more bounce, to the 28 grams
I ain't stuntin these niggas, eyes look chinese
Wayne-chong to these niggas, Wayne-chong bitch!
More than one bitch
This for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' over dumb shit
You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun strip
Yeah I might have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you want from Santa?
I might get money, fuck bitches, kill niggas and smoke weed
I'm married to this shit and I'm a wife beater, no sleeves
Do it for my hood, that 44 ain't no good
You better bring that chopper, cause we gon' have them choppers
Yeah I do it for my hood, that 45 ain't no good
You better bring the chopper, cause we gon' have them choppers, nigga
You better bring the chopper, you better bring the chopper
You better bring the chopper, cause we gon' have them choppers, yeah
We gon' have them choppers, we gon' have them choppers
You better bring the chopper, cause we gon' have them choppers, nigga
Mula!

My nigga hood in this bitch
Still on that D'usse
Shout out my nigga Lil Twist, my lil brother
He just passed out in the club the other night off that D'usse
Threw up on the owner
Owner talkin' about he wanted his money back
He wanted half of the money back
Twist took all the money and left
That's some Young Money shit
Soo Woo to the B gang
Rest in peace [?]

 

[fox69]

"D.O.A."

"D.O.A."


[Blunt lighting]

Ugh, fiji water granddaddy purp
Excuse me I let da semi auto-matic burp
Blood gang muthafucka call me red alert
Young carter, kill in order who get it 1st
Stuff dat gurl with dick till her head burst
Young wizzle, flow needles I can thread shirts
Boy you aint did shit I den said worst
Flip your fitted cap back like fred durst
Ugh, fiji water og kush
I drink verses & eat hooks
Got da stove on my waist & we cooks
Im in da way you cant pass like aaron brooks
President ride da car slow
I let my driver drive I'm on part 4
Spit hangin from my mouth retard flow
& I say wat I want like an award show
Im on sum shit dat aint even cum out da ass yet
Sit back & watch da green grow like da grass wet
Young or old there aint no comparing me
I just cleared dat up moment of clarity ugh!

[blunt lighting]

Ugh, I'm about to go almonds
Young head-bussa get ya helmets
You niggas real soft wat is that velvet
I get big chips you get alvins
Ugh, I'm about to go wal-nuts
We get 7-digit money you can call us
Hit em wit da choppa watch em ball up
Paint ya face red you all dolled up
Yea, young nino nigga
Do it for my team tim tebow nigga
Im killing dis shit grim-reap flow nigga
Gettin swalloed by da maybach deep-throat nigga!
Ugh, I'm about to go planters
Im still in my prime deion sanders
We all gamblers, I will not lose
Flow precious as diamonds, I drop jewels
Ugh, gimme mine imma take mine
Smoke da purple, I heard it to da grapevine
Weezy baby a.k.a your heiness
I just killed dis shit moment of silence ugh,

(but I aint finished uh-uh....NO CEILINGS muthafucka yea)

Ugh, I'm in da zone like a fast-ball
& I fucked da game up like a bad call
Let da money stack, dont let da cash fall
Bars all day, no last call
Ugh, I'm in da redzone nigga
Wake up in da morning with ya head gone nigga
Birdman jr. wings spread on niggas
Leave da beef in da streets & bring da bread home nigga
Yea, tell da doctor step aside please
Dr. carter gasoline in your ivs
Strong dry weed
Make my eyes bleed
Strong arm wrap
I rock an iron sleeve
Ugh, I'm in da zone like da secondary
No lie bitch I'm flier than a pet canary
Im a dog on da beat fuck da vetenary
Two women praise me like mary-mary
Ugh, I'm in da zone like college ball
Spit fire like I'm cippin on a molotov
Loose bowels dis shit so easy
Jay-Z (I might send this to da mixtape weezy)
Ugh,hahahahaha
NO CEILINGS yea
Haha!

 

[fox69]

"Da Da Da"

"Da Da Da"


Damn it (Damn girl)
You know you got it going on
You can see by the way that she walking
You so fine that your body need a body guard,
Well I can be your Bobby
Ohh your only tenderoni
Let me beam you up like Scottie
I got Whitney so just enough for everybody in this party, girl

[Chorus:]
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da [x4]

Yeah, I know you want me
Yeah, give me that monkey
Yeah, that funky monkey
Yeah, that funky monkey
Bass

[Chorus 2:]
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da [x2]
You know, you know [x2]

Yep, I’m in like flea, Benjamin Franklin my twin
Yah, If she can’t swim, I gotcha girl sinkin in my Benz.
Backstroke, backstroke, Like Michael Phelps with my backstroke.
Break her off till her back broke, I leave her numb like crack folk.
Then I get to the money, Monday through Sunday. Anxiously like Honey Dew honey.
Menage A watch Honey do Honey and den they do me and I’m glad they done it.
Yah. Im wit D-R-E the n-gga that make beats wit that nigga C-O-O-L. Cool.
We so mother fuckin’ cool-er than you.

[Chorus]

Damn it (Damn girl)
You know you got it going on
You can see by the way that she walking
You so fine that your body need a body guard,
But I'm your Kevin Costner
And I will be your boss, girl
I'll pull up a banker shorty
Outside and now they just wanna watch her

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Days And Days"
(feat. 2 Chainz)

"Days And Days"
(feat. 2 Chainz)



[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Money ain't shit, bitches ain't neither
You know I'm on that grass, don't cut on the sprinklers
Pussy on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers
Niggas try to bite my style, but my style a jalapeno
I got skinny ass jeans, trucks on the pocket
Money talks, nigga, I'm caught up in that gossip
You know all my bitches badder, and all my swishas fatter
I milk this shit like cattle, that's my word like Scrabble
And yo main girl is a ho, I go Wayne's World in her throat
She swallow so many nuts, you fuck around, find a squirrel in her throat
I go tape worm in that ho, let my snake squirm in that ho
Nigga we take turns in that ho, these niggas so green they glow
I am the best thing since wet pussy, on my private jet with my chef cookin'
So big headed my neck crooked, my niggas foul when the ref's lookin'
My big bro is Mack Maine, so much weed I got grass stains
These nuts, that's baggage claim, I'm on them trees like Candy Canes
Lil Tunechi

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I might book me for a show
Charge my ass the low and pick up the whole dough
That's hustlenomics, I was high in my class pictures
I like math, all I did was add bitches
Swagger galore, got your girl on all fours
It's not doggystyle, I call it froggystyle
You dog her out, I tell her, hop in
2 Chainz, my first chain had a twin
Gas in my blunt, watching ESPN
And, if that pussy good I wanna see her again
Yeah, I'm from College Park and I got ya broad with me
Salt water pool, I can put a shark in it
Everything authentic, plus I named my pistols
Last name Fuck, first name I Don't Give A
Pockets look pregnant, they 'bout to deliver
So when I start pimpin', you know the procedure

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
All my niggas gangstas, all my bitches freaks
I tickle her pussy, got that pussy tickle pink
I'm the heart of the streets, and I just skipped a beat
And if that pussy sweet, I want that candy, trick or treat
I got diamonds in my teeth, so all my words are precious
I'm so fuckin' hot I sssssss... I'ma need some more S's
Man I'm on some other shit, I want another bitch
That want another bitch, and I don't cuddle bitch
I hit her with that shovel dick, I got in that pussy and dug a ditch
Some people gotta punch the clock, man I rather punch a brick
Cause I'm that nigga, and I'm so cold I just shivered
These niggas think they hard, these niggas just nipples
I pop a nigga like a sicle, drop a nigga like a missile
Mo' money mo' issues, I'll size you up and fit you
Tunechi