Lil Wayne

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Yezzir...Grease...I love this shit...So let me talk my shit [Cough Cough], Okay I'm good 



Yeah 



I know you see the gwap, 'cause money is what we on 

Ridin' drop-top in the winter with the heat on 

Bad yella bitch keep my passenger seat warm 

Leg hangin' out the window, you ain't got deeze on 

Bitch holla, it is Lil Weezy 

They cannot see me, they are like Stevie 

I am Bearing-a-Ton like Levy 

I circle ya house like Bebe 

Colder than the hee-bee-geebies, never give freebies 

75 thousand for these fees 

Shit, I can get a 100 thousand up in these jeans 

Big stacks, my pockets on Creotine 

Young Money, Dipset, nigga we a team 

If you don't like it nigga, fuck ya no Vaseline 

Errrrr, peel off in the Lamborghin' 

Like a tangerine, got the industry shakin' like a tambourine 

Like a bitch with some lips like Angelin....na Jolie holy god flow 

I go where no other guy go, fuck you hoe I'm so 5-0 

For I hope every snitch die slow 

Hip-hop that's my hoe, I know, she know I like it wet I want no dry hoe 

Alright bitch I am D-Boy, no decoy, and I will straight up destroy any boy, or man 

And I prefer, money, them bitches or just reefer 

We are Young Money bitch and I am the leader 

We are Currency, Mack Maine, and D-Raw..and I just signed a chick named Nikki Nenarge 

And me, I'm still spittin' like a retard, and these niggas soft they should be rappin' in leotards 

Nigga we in charge, Baby put me in charge 

And I'm just murderin' niggas...free of charge! 

Ya dig? Just holla back I'll see ya sarge, I'm so motherfuckin' high I can eat a star 

Yeah lemme' upgrade you, you may not be a model but I can frontpage ya 

You know I'm nasty, excuse my behavior, let me just taste ya, we can fuck later 

Sittin' in the coupe, lookin' like a racer...top peeled back like the skin of a potatoe 

Seat way back listenin' to Anita Baker, right here by myself smokin' weed by the acre 

Hollygrove gator, ain't nobody greater, leave ya with some bulletholes the size of craters 

You ain't heard the latest, Weezy F. the greatest, battle anybody nigga fuckin' wit ya favorite 

It's a new game and I'm the coach like Avery 

Leave it to the flow and get the dough like a bakery 

I don't really want to, but these niggas makin' me 

Put a motherfucker on some ice like the Maple Leafs 

That's a hockey team, and I ain't know no hockey team 

But I'm a champion, where's the fuckin' Rocky theme? 

Damn...rest in peace Apollo Creed, I'ma monster everyday is Halloween 

A lotta syrup, a lotta pills and a lotta weed...my pockets green like a pod of peas 

And if you hatin' baby you can get a side of these, deeze nuts and ya mouth and can ya swallow please? 

Hehe, yeah I'm so hot I freeze, big balls and they jangle like a lot of keys 

Even deaf bitches say "Hi" to me, she tell a blind bitch and she say "I gotta see" 

Young Carter darlin', understand I am Michael Jordan ballin' 

Yes, I'ma dog, I'm a Hoya homie 

I'm a boss and ya man's just an employer mami, lemme upgrade u 

Let me upgrade u 

Upgrade u..... 



Ohhhhhhh....WEEZY!
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