Showing posts with label Lil Wayne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lil Wayne. Show all posts
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Lil Wayne - How To Love lyrics
Cut the music up a little louder
You had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out
How to love
How to love
You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you're in this corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love
For a second you were here
Now you over there
It's hard not to stare, the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Never had a love
When you was just a young and your looks were so precious
But now your grown up
So fly it's like a blessing but you can’t have a man look at you for five seconds
Without you being insecure
You never credit yourself, so when you got older
It’s seems like you came back ten times over
Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner
Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder
See you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out
How to love
How to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you're in this corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love
For a second you were here
Why you over there?
It's hard not to stare the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Had a love
You had a lot of dreams that transformed to visions
The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions
But it wasn’t your fault
Wasn’t in your intentions
To be the one here talking to me
Be the one listenin'
But I admire your popping bottles and dippin’
Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping
Baby, so don’t be mad
Nobody else tripping
You see a lot of crooks and the crooks still crook
See You had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out
How to love
How to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in this corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love
Oh,
See I just want you to know
That you deserve the best
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
Yeah
And I want you to know, you’re far from the usual
Far from the usual
You see you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out
How to love
How to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in this corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love
See you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out
How to love
How to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in this corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love
Monday, June 27, 2011
Enrique Iglesias, Usher - Dirty Dancer ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
Enrique, Usher
This is for the dirty girls
All around the world
Here we go
Dirty dirty dancer
‘Nother day, ‘nother night
And she acting like she don’t sleep
She’s a five when she drinks
But she’s a ten when she’s on top of me
She don’t want love she just wanna touch
She’s a greedy girl to never get enough
She don’t wanna love she just wanna touch
Got all the moves that make you get it up
She’s a dirty dirty dancer dirty dirty dancer,
Never ever lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer, dirty dirty dancer
You’ll never be her only
She’s a dirty dirty dancer dirty dirty dancer,
Never ever lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer, dirty dirty dancer
You’ll never be her only
It’s a game
That she plays
She can win with her eyes closed
It’s insane how she tames
She can turn you to an animal
She don’t want love she just wanna touch
She’s a greedy girl to never get enough
She don’t wanna love she just wanna touch
She’s got all the moves that make you give it up
She’s a dirty dirty dancer dirty dirty dancer,
Never ever lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer, dirty dirty dancer
You’ll never be her only
She’s a dirty dirty dancer dirty dirty dancer,
Never ever lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer, dirty dirty dancer
You’ll never be her only
Never be her only
She never satisfied
You better do it right
Before you’re lonely
No, she’s never satisfied
You better do it right
Before you’re lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer dirty dirty dancer,
Never ever lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer, dirty dirty dancer
You’ll never be her only
She’s a dirty dirty dancer dirty dirty dancer,
Never ever lonely
She’s a dirty dirty dancer, dirty dirty dancer
You’ll never be her only
You’ll never be her only
The girl don’t stop
Dirty dancer
The girl don’t stop
The girl don’t stop
Dirty dancer
The girl don’t stop
The girl don’t stop
Dirty dancer
The girl don’t stop
The girl don’t stop
Sunday, June 5, 2011
The Game - My Life ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
[Intro]
Punk ass motherfucker!
Bitch ass nigga!
What were you gonna do?
Kill me in my sleep u bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie shut the fuck up!
Fucking dogs, they barking shit...
Don't shoot me! Don't shoot me!
Fuck you nigga!
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 1 (The Game)]
Take me away from the hood
like a state penitentiary.
Take me away from the hood
in a casket or a Bentley.
Take me away...
Like I overdosed on cocaine,
or take me away
like a bullet from Kurt Cobain.
Suicide.
I'm from a windy city
like do or die.
From a block close to
where Biggie was crucified.
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
shot for no fucking reason.
And you wonder why Kanye
wear his Jesus pieces.
(My life!)
Cause that's Jesus people,
and Game he's the equal.
Hated on so much
Passion Of The Christ need a sequel.
Yeah, like Rockefeller need a Segal.
Like I needed my father,
(My life!)
but he needed a needle.
I need some meditation
so I can lead my people.
They askin' why?
Why did John Lennon leave the Beetles?
And Why every hood nigga
feed off evil?
Answer my question before this
bullet leave this Desert Eagle.
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 2 (The Game)]
We are not the same,
I am a martian.
So approach my Phantom doors with caution.
You see them 24's spinnin'
I earned them.
And all the pictures of me and M I burned them
So it ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile
So they ain't no proof I ever walked through 8 mile
and since their ain't no proof I never walked through 8 mile.
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down.
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile.
Damn I know his mama proud,
and since you helped me sell my dream,
we can share my mama now.
And like MJB, no more drama now.
Livin' the good life,
me and Common on common ground.
I spit crack,
and niggas could drive it outta town.
Got a Chris Paul mind state,
I'm never out of bounds.
My life use to be empty
like a Glock without a round.
Now my life full
like a chopper with a thousand rounds.
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 3 (The Game)]
Walked through the gates of hell,
see my Impala parked in front,
with the high beams on.
Me and the devil
sharing chronic blunts.
Listening to The Chronic album,
playin' backwards.
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus
for target practice.
My mind fucked up, so I
cover it with a Raider hood.
I'm from the city that made you
motherfuckers afraid of Suge
Made my Grandmother pray for good
and never made her happy,
but I bet that new Mercedes could.
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't
escape the hood.
They took so many of my niggas,
that I should hate the hood.
But it's real niggas like me
that make the hood.
Ridin' slow in that Phantom
just the way I should.
With the top back
and my Sox hat.
I'm Paid in Full,
the nigga Alvo couldn't stop that.
Even if they brought the nigga Pac back,
I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back.
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
My Life [4X]
The Game - Red Nation ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
[Game - Verse 1]
Throw your muthafucking Cincinnati hats in the sky
Nigga don't ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95?s
I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break, Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half of these rappers weren't trappin' when I was choppin' the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma "won't you decide"
She chose Doc, first day I poured ? like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on 'em I kill Satan and stick my red flag in the ground
It's Red Nation!!!
[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the fuck up
Everyday's a gamble muthafucker, tough luck
And we gon fuck the World til that bitch bust nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I'm no where to be found
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
[Game - Verse 2]
Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur's halo
One blood, plural, nigga I'm spendin' Euro's
Ferrari got an ice cream paint job, Dorrough
I'm up out the hood, where they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it ain't never all good
We roll up in backwoods, nigga get to actin' stupid
Get thrown in the back woods
Los Angeles, home of the scandalous
Pimp, hoes and gamblers
98 degree's on Christmas
Nigga we rollin' cannibus
Swisha sweet ain't it, I told her I'm Charles Louboutin
The bitch fainted, pulled her panites down, stain it
That's my Chi-lingo, yeah I'm bi-lingual
Ball by myself, Ochocinco
Dancing with the stars, bullets and fast cars
And everybody bleed out here, word to God
[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the fuck up
Everyday's a gamble muthafucker, tough luck
And we gon fuck the World til the bitch bust nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
[Game - Verse 3]
Russia got a Red Flag
US got Red Stripes
Last train to Paris, round the World in these red Nikes
Che Guevara of the New Era, test me
Louieville slugger, you'll get buried in my era
Got that natty on, tighter than a magnum
Walk in the club saggin' with a 38 magnum
Red Ralph Laurens, the double R sittin' on a hill like Lauren
Her and the car foreign
Got my red Dre Beats on, tryna put my peeps on
And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan
Where my nigga Jim Jones at?
Roll up the weed son, so many bloods in Compton had to get a NYC song
And while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping
And put this new bad bitch I got her some red bottoms
And all these hatin' ass niggas want me dead
Cause I'm Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, RED
[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the fuck up
Everyday's a gamble muthafucker, tough luck
And we gon fuck the World til the bitch bust nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
Monday, May 16, 2011
Lil Wayne - John (Explicit) ft. Rick Ross lyrics
[Lil Wayne]
Fo' fo' bulldog, my muthafucking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthafucker fetch
I'm fucking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death
Top down, it's upset been fucking the world and nigga and I ain't cum yet!
You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I ain't talking bout a sketch
I pay these niggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my fucking address, huh
[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Rick Ross]
Big black nigga, and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow bitch, boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago
[http://musicripple.blogspot.com/2011/05/lil-wayne-john-explicit-ft-rick-ross.html]
[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Lil Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, bitch I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
Your fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
pussy niggas sweet, you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga
I see ya looking, what ya looking at nigga
You know the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday
[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape
Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa claus
niggas gather round, got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthafuck huddle up
[Lil Wayne]
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
[Lil Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, bitch I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
Your fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
pussy niggas sweet, you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga
I see ya looking, what ya looking at nigga
You know the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday
[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape
Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa claus
niggas gather round, got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthafuck huddle up
[Lil Wayne]
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
Friday, May 6, 2011
Jennifer Lopez - I'm Into You ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
[Lil Wayne]
Hi, I’m Tune, the man on the moon
I live on the beach, get the sand out ya shoes
And all of that changed since I met you
So we can leave that old shit in the restroom
Ok, I’m into you, like you never knew
I’m falling for you baby, I need a parachute
So wet, I need a wetsuit
You’re way too fly, I could be ya jet fuel
Now tell me what you like
I like what you tell me
And if you understand me, you can overwhelm me
It’s too late, it’s too late
Every finish line is the beginning of a new race
Young Money!
[Jennifer Lopez]
You got me and I could not defend it
I tried but I had to surrender
Your style got me under the spell
Let me no other choice but to get down
It’s too late, it’s too late
It’s too late, it’s too late
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
[http://musicripple.blogspot.com/2011/05/jennifer-lopez-im-into-you-ft-lil-wayne.html]
When I look into your eyes, it’s over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I’m trippin’ and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Listen, now I’m strong baby I bring the fire on
Sharp shooter you can call me the zion
I’m not the one easy to get to
But all that changed, baby when I met you
It’s too late, it’s too late
It’s too late, it’s too late
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
When I look into your eyes, it’s over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I’m trippin’ and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
I’m not burning and I’m feeling you boy
Get it on if you feeling my world now
I love the way that you moving
And I’m listening to how you grooving
So if you need me, just call on the cruise
We can be whatever that you want in the news
Boy, cause I’m on it and you on it
So we just tell me now
When I look into your eyes, it’s over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I’m trippin’ and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah baby
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
When I look into your eyes, it’s over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I’m trippin’ and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Listen, now I’m strong baby I bring the fire on
Sharp shooter you can call me the zion
I’m not the one easy to get to
But all that changed, baby when I met you
It’s too late, it’s too late
It’s too late, it’s too late
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
When I look into your eyes, it’s over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I’m trippin’ and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
I’m not burning and I’m feeling you boy
Get it on if you feeling my world now
I love the way that you moving
And I’m listening to how you grooving
So if you need me, just call on the cruise
We can be whatever that you want in the news
Boy, cause I’m on it and you on it
So we just tell me now
When I look into your eyes, it’s over
You got me hooked with your love controller
I’m trippin’ and I could not get over
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
Nana nananana nana-na-eh
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah baby
I’m into you, I’m into you
I’m into you, yeaaah
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Lil Wayne - Shooter ft. Robin Thicke lyrics
[Lil Wayne]
Yea, yea, yea
Weezy baby y'all, don't get shot
Rappin' fire, what you know about it
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came here to come out the barrel
[Robin Thicke]
I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters, shooter
I turn around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got security good
Jumped right over counter
Pointed gun at, wink, he tell her
I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter
My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter [2x]
[Lil Wayne]
I think they want me to surrender
But no, I can't do it [2x]
So many doubt 'cause I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'ma play x-ray, helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't listen
Call me automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow
[Robin Thicke + (Lil Wayne)]
With all these riches and, all these riches
But ain't no loaners around
They thinkin about shooters that-shooters that
Guns-Girls-Ladies that-Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooter
Put my hands up
They want me with my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter
[Lil Wayne + (Robin Thicke)]
But I'm not
I just cry mama, I think they, hey
Me think they want me to surrender (Shooter)
And to the radio stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind door dick takers
It's outrageous, you don't know how sick you make us
I want to throw up like chips in Vegas
But this is Southern face it
If we too simple then y'all don't get the basics
[Robin Thicke]
Lady walks into a shotgun surprise
Dropped to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it", everybody gon regret it
I'm your, shooter
My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, Shooter [2x]
[Lil Wayne + (Robin Thicke)]
Me won't surrender, me no pretender
Sock soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take pain like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, for, I'm some shit you never saw
I take you to the shootout baby win lose or draw
And then they ask who when where how
And, my reply was simply pow!
Mama, I think they, hey, me think they want me to surrender
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they want me to surrender) [2x]
No, me won't surrender, no, no
I promise no surrender
I got my burner
And I'm your shooter
Lil Wayne - Fireman lyrics
Uh huh, I'm back what cha, uh whatcha gon do now?
[Chorus]
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody fuckin with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passing em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam
That tropical colors you can't match that
Gotta be abstract
You catch my gal legs open betta smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why, that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's where you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'ma wax that
I rekindle the flame
She remember the name
It's Weezy Baby January December the same
Mama gimme that brain
Mama gimme that good
Cause I'm the fireman
You hear the firetruck
[Chorus]
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Fresh on campus it's the Birdman Jr
Money too long teachers put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds
I'm hot but the car cool
She wet that's a carpool
Been in that water since a youngin you just shark food
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't snooze
Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise
Ya new girlfriend is old news
Yeen got enough green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where dreams come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it brew
Now watch it melt don't burn ya self
[Chorus]
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Ridin' by myself well really not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you only 180
Half of the game too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to wake em
Yep! I'm bout to take em to New Orleans and bake em
Yeah it's hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The Carter make ya
Toss ya like a fruit salad strawberry-grape ya
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton
Yall in a race and me I'm at the finish line
They running for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I
Weezy allergic to wintertime... hot
[Chorus]
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
The Game - My Life ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
[Intro]
Punk ass motherfucker!
Bitch ass nigga!
What were you gonna do?
Kill me in my sleep u bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie shut the fuck up!
Fucking dogs, they barking shit...
Don't shoot me! Don't shoot me!
Fuck you nigga!
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 1 (The Game)]
Take me away from the hood
like a state penitentiary.
Take me away from the hood
in a casket or a Bentley.
Take me away...
Like I overdosed on cocaine,
or take me away
like a bullet from Kurt Cobain.
Suicide.
I'm from a windy city
like do or die.
From a block close to
where Biggie was crucified.
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
shot for no fucking reason.
And you wonder why Kanye
wear his Jesus pieces.
(My life!)
Cause that's Jesus people,
and Game he's the equal.
Hated on so much
Passion Of The Christ need a sequel.
Yeah, like Rockefeller need a Segal.
Like I needed my father,
(My life!)
but he needed a needle.
I need some meditation
so I can lead my people.
They askin' why?
Why did John Lennon leave the Beetles?
And Why every hood nigga
feed off evil?
Answer my question before this
bullet leave this Desert Eagle.
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 2 (The Game)]
We are not the same,
I am a martian.
So approach my Phantom doors with caution.
You see them 24's spinnin'
I earned them.
And all the pictures of me and M I burned them
So it ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile
So they ain't no proof I ever walked through 8 mile
and since their ain't no proof I never walked through 8 mile.
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down.
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile.
Damn I know his mama proud,
and since you helped me sell my dream,
we can share my mama now.
And like MJB, no more drama now.
Livin' the good life,
me and Common on common ground.
I spit crack,
and niggas could drive it outta town.
Got a Chris Paul mind state,
I'm never out of bounds.
My life use to be empty
like a Glock without a round.
Now my life full
like a chopper with a thousand rounds.
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 3 (The Game)]
Walked through the gates of hell,
see my Impala parked in front,
with the high beams on.
Me and the devil
sharing chronic blunts.
Listening to The Chronic album,
playin' backwards.
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus
for target practice.
My mind fucked up, so I
cover it with a Raider hood.
I'm from the city that made you
motherfuckers afraid of Suge
Made my Grandmother pray for good
and never made her happy,
but I bet that new Mercedes could.
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't
escape the hood.
They took so many of my niggas,
that I should hate the hood.
But it's real niggas like me
that make the hood.
Ridin' slow in that Phantom
just the way I should.
With the top back
and my Sox hat.
I'm Paid in Full,
the nigga Alvo couldn't stop that.
Even if they brought the nigga Pac back,
I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back.
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you tired
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you've take so many of my people
I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
My Life [4X]
Lil Wayne - Leather So Soft ft. Birdman lyrics
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard... she said
My leather so soft My top so soft
I'll probably have it off these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard...
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
I get money hoe fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Straight out the slaughterhouse straight out the dragon's mouth
Fire you can't put out tires are standin' out
The coupe look pigeon-toed I be in a different mode
I be wit' them different hoes No I mean them different hoes
I mean them Weezy bumbaclot different hoes
And as far as terrific goes
They kiss that dick wit' no mistletoes
Diamonds and pearls and pussyholes snortin' coke til they nose bleed
I'm sittin' high on them inches I'm in the nosebleeds
I'm on a paper chase until my toes bleed
Then I get on these beats and let my soul bleed
I put 'em in ya head and watch the holes bleed
My rag always red like when them hoes bleed
Now that's coldbleed I mean cold blooded
And I'm so southern that's why my leather so soft
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
[Verse 2 - Birdman]
She soft as a bush nigga she purple like kush nigga
We high on that money nigga we get it from cook nigga
Hit her wit' that crook nigga fuckin' wit' crooks nigga
Know we 'bout that money and we stackin' like books nigga
Know what I do nigga them teardrops is true nigga
We stay so fly ride Bentley coupes nigga
Rolls Royce ganishes and asses by the beaches
Blowin' on that puff and we drivin' foreign features
Higher than whoever nigga know we 'bout that cheddar nigga
Know I got a tommy gun gave one to my young'n son
And we got it together
Forty-seven fifty-one you gon' hear us when we come daddy
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
You see the paper gon' come if not I'm gon' get it
I gotta die wit' money 'cause I wasn't born wit 'it
It was 9-27-82 baby do Charity
Hospital aka the city zoo no pity due to
No one nobody not all man
They dropped us in the game and everybody's tryna ball
And the small hand'll touch ya the large hand'll cut ya
But until that day I'll be a motherfuckin' stunna... nigga
[Birdman]
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for my dawgs
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for y'all
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for me nigga
Ball 'til I fall that's the way it's gon' be nigga
Up in the early I done did it for sunshine
Candy on the paint everytime I touch mine
Nine stay cocked 'cause I'm good wit' firin' mines
Alligator wit' the suede ridin' them 25's
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
[music to fade]
Lloyd - Girls Around The World ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world
(I just want to be your man girl
So uh, gotta make you understand girl)
It's the way you flip your hair
And those stylish clothes you wear
When you walk into the room
All my partners stopped and stared at you
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
But they just been the usual
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
It's the tattoo on your back
And that brand new Louie bag
With them matchin' high heels
I can't help this girls swag's the truth
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
And I just want to give her love, oh (All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
(Girl I) can't get you off my mind
You're like my favorite song (song)
Just want to turn you on
And work you all night long 'cause I (oh I)
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
I just want to be your man (I just want to be your man)
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
Just to smell your perfume, got me goin out my head
See you comin' see you goin', never met someone as bad as you
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
Since you're my favorite girl, yeah
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
I know just what you need, to make you look complete
This platinum wedding ring, 'cause oh I got a thing for you
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
I'm a take you around the world, oh baby
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
(Girl I) can't get you off my mind
You're like my favorite song (song)
Just want to turn you on
And work you all night long 'cause I (oh I)
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
I just want to be your man
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
(Ah hah hah, yeah)
OK I'm thinkin' of a master plan
Nah, I'm lyin', shorty on my mind
Shorty like a fryin', pan, and I ain't got
Nothin' but sweat inside my hands
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
But I don't need a cent, 'cause shorty priceless
I tell it like this, I been (all around the world)
So baby I can take you (all around the world)
I roll up, this is a hold up
It's young money man, shorty made me smile
When ain't a damn thing funny
He heh, but still don't nothin' move but the money
So baby if I move then we move with the money
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
Which is my favorite dish
But if I taste you that'll probably switch
And then we will probably switch
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
Now I'm walking up the street, whistling this
Can't get you off my mind
You're like my favorite song (song)
Just want to turn you on
And work you all night long 'cause I (oh I)
(All around the world, girls, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
I just want to be your man (I just want to be your man)
(All around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world)
Can't get you off my mind
You're like my favorite song (song)
Just want to turn you on
And work you all night long 'cause I..
Lloyd - You ft Lil' Wayne lyrics
[Lil Wayne]
Its major move right here baby
You gotta get wit it or get lost
(Ya understand?)
[Lloyd]
(Yea)
Its Young Lloyd
Reporting live from Atlanta, Georgia (Weezy F Baby)
Decatur where its greater
And uh I want all my sexy ladies to report to the dance floor immediately
We gon' Golden Glide dis one ya'll
Speak Weezy
[Lil Wayne]
(Yea)
Right off the back ma the boy got dollars
So women come frequent like flight mileage
It ain't no secret (I) I might holla
But I ain't gon' sweat ya baby
Imma let ya
Catch up wit ya game
Run faster
Don't let em lose ya cause I ain't gon' bless ya
Unless ya
Feel a lil desperate
Send a nigga a text message girl
[Lloyd]
Stop!...wait a minute
The way you move that girl you done got my heart all in it
And I just wanna be with you tonight (girl please)
Imma playa yeah, it's true
But I change the game for you
I wanna see what it do
[Hook - Lloyd]
can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here
Ooohh ya just my type
Everything's so right
I just wanna chill
Lets dip up out of here
(Lets dip up out of here)
[Chorus - Lloyd]
I ha ha haaaa haaaaa
(She's fine too but I want you)
I ha ha ha haaaa haaaaa
(She's fine too but I want you)
[Lloyd]
((I) I admit it)
Dis just ain't no game these just ain't words
(That I'm spitting)
If you could see the thoughts that's in my head (That's in my head)
(I'm tripping)
Imma playa yeah, it's true
But I change the game for you
I wanna see what it do (Oooooh)
[Hook - Lloyd]
Can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So lets dip up out of here
Ooohh ya just my type
Everything's so right (so right)
I just wanna chill
Lets dip up out of here
(Lets dip up out of here)
[Chorus - Lloyd]
I ha ha haaaa haaaaa
(She's fine too but I want you)
I ha ha ha haaaa haaaaa
(She's fine too but I want you)
[Lil Wayne]
(Yeah)
Weezy F baby the key to the ladies
Keys to the 'cedes but please say the baby
Weed and patron even in the a.m.
We should be alone we can get a day in
Ya like what I'm saying?
Den come around the way and
We can go inside and stay in
Tell the homeboy ya staying
You've been taken
Gone
Turn me on and Imma turn him out
You know I love you like cooked food
You know you fucking wit a good dude
You know you give good brain like you graduated from a good school
You know Imma good move
You should do (me)
See...shawty what it is?
The Carter who it is
Now shawty do it big
A party at my crib
That's a party in the hills
You call it what you want
But she can call it what she feel
(Ooowwww!!!)
[Hook - Lloyd]
Can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So lets dip up out of here
Ooohh ya just my type
Everything's so right (so right)
I just wanna chill
Lets dip up out of here
(Lets dip up out of here)
[Chorus - Lloyd]
I ha ha haaaa haaaaa
(She's fine too but I want you)
I ha ha ha haaaa haaaaa
(She's fine too but I want you)
[Lil Wayne]
I ain't nothing but a nonviolent nigga (yaknowatimean?)
Me & lil' Lloyd long hair don't care
Yo wattup Ryan I see you baby
(Yea)
Its major move right here baby
I ain't talking fast its just you listenin' slow (yaknowatimean?)
You ain't tryna hear me den don't heard me
I'm up outta hear
I ain't being mean but you so mean in them jeans (yaknowatimean?)
So what you want me to do?
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Kelly Rowland - Motivation ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
[Kelly Rowland]
Oh lover don’t you dare slow down
Go longer you can last more rounds
Push harder your almost there now
So go lover make my mother proud
And when were done I don’t wanna feel my legs
And when were done I just wanna feel youre hands all over me baby
You can’t stop there music still playin in the background
And you’re almost there
You can do it I believe in you baby
So close from here
So baby I’mma be your motivation
Go go go go
Motivation
Go go go go
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Oh Lover when you call my name
No other can do that the same
Won’t let ya get up out of there again
So lover dont it make me rain
And when were done I don’t wanna feel my legs
And when were done I just wanna feel youre hands all over me baby
You can’t stop there music still playin in the background
And you’re almost there
You can do it I believe in you baby
So close from here
[Lil Wayne]
Uh girl I turn that thing into a rainforest
Rain on my head call that brainstorming
Yeah this is deep but oh I go deeper
Make you lose yourself and finders keepers
It go green light go Weezy go
I like to taste that sugar that sweet and low
But hold up wait new position
I put her on my plate then do the dishes
She my motivation I’m her transportation
Cause I let her ride while I drive her crazy
Then I just keep going going like I’m racing
When I’m done she hold me like a conversation
Weezy baby
[Kelly Rowland]
And when were done I don’t wanna feel my legs
And when were done I just wanna feel youre hands all over me baby
You can’t stop there music still playin in the background
And you’re almost there
You can do it I believe in you baby
So close from here
Oh Lover when you call my name
No other can do that the same
Won’t let ya get up out of there again
So lover dont it make me rain
And when were done I don’t wanna feel my legs
And when were done I just wanna feel youre hands all over me baby
You can’t stop there music still playin in the background
And you’re almost there
You can do it I believe in you baby
So close from here
[Lil Wayne]
Uh girl I turn that thing into a rainforest
Rain on my head call that brainstorming
Yeah this is deep but oh I go deeper
Make you lose yourself and finders keepers
It go green light go Weezy go
I like to taste that sugar that sweet and low
But hold up wait new position
I put her on my plate then do the dishes
She my motivation I’m her transportation
Cause I let her ride while I drive her crazy
Then I just keep going going like I’m racing
When I’m done she hold me like a conversation
Weezy baby
[Kelly Rowland]
And when were done I don’t wanna feel my legs
And when were done I just wanna feel youre hands all over me baby
You can’t stop there music still playin in the background
And you’re almost there
You can do it I believe in you baby
So close from here
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Lil Wayne - Prom Queen lyrics
[Guitar solo]
Yeah!
[Verse 1:]
I loved her fancy underwear
I sit behind her every year
Waitin' for the chance to get
To tell her I'm the one she should be with
Shes popular with all the guys
So innocent in my eye
I could see her in my life
she would've had the world if she were mine
[Bridge:]
But see she had other plans
I could not understand
Her and her stupid friends
Varsitys biggest fans
Never forget the day
She laughed and walked away
And I couldn't stop her
I guess she had it all
[Chorus:]
She had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
Fucked around and turned me down
Cause she didn't think I could play the part
But now the prom queen, the prom queen
Is crying sittin outside of my door
She never know how
How everything could turn around
[Verse 2:]
They loved her fancy underwear
Every boyfriend every year
She tried to keep em entertained
When they can hardly remember her name
She did everything she could just to
To make him love and treat her good
She found herself alone
Asking herself where did she go wrong
[Bridge:]
She didn't realize
She chased the type of guys
That don't believe in ties
Trying to apologize
Never forget the day
She laughed and walked away
And I couldn't stop her
I guess she had it all
[Chorus]
She had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
Fucked around and turned me down
Cause she didn't think I could play the part
But now the prom queen, the prom queen
Is crying sittin outside of my door
She never know how
How everything could turn around
[Guitar Solo]
Getup!
[Chorus:]
She had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
Fucked around and turned me down
Cause she didn't think I could play the part
But now the prom queen, the prom queen
Is crying sittin outside of my door
She never know how
How everything could turn around
(WOO)
Lil Wayne - Lollipop ft. Static lyrics
She say he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the rapper
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop (yeah)
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop (lollipop)
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop (yeah)
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop
CHORUS:
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
And ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
( Repeat 2x )
[Verse 1:Lil Wayne]
Okay, lil mama had a swag like mine
She even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel right when its wrong like lyin'
Man, she ain't never had a love like mine
And man I ain't never seen an ass like hers
and that pussy in my mouth had me at a loss for words
Told her to back it up like erp erp
And make that ass jump like jerp jerp
And thats when she
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop
(Ooh yeah I like that)
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop
(Ooh yeah I like that)
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop
(Ooh yeah I like that)
Sh-Sh-She lick me lick a lollipop
(Ooh yeah I like that)
CHORUS:
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
And ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
( Repeat 2x )
Verse 2:
Shawty said the nigga that she with aint shit,
Shawty said the nigga that she with aint this,
Shawty said the nigga that she with cant hit.
And shawty I'mma hit it, hit it, like i cant miss
And I can't do this
And I don't do that
Shawty need a refund, needa bring that nigga back
Just like a refund, I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back (Because I Like That)
CHORUS:
Shawty wanna thug (Yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (Yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
And ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop
Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
Shawty wanna lick me, like a lollipop
Shawty lick the rapper
CHORUS:
Shawty wanna thug (Yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (Yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
And ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Shawty wanna thug (Yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (Yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
And ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
(Repeat 2x)
I get her on top, She drop it like it's hot
And when I'm on the bottom, She hit the very bottom
The middle of the bed, givin' gettin head, givin' gettin head, givin' gettin head
Call me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop
Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
Shawty wanna lick me, like a lollipop
Shawty lick the rapper
Lil Wayne - Go DJ lyrics
[Mannie Fresh talking]
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again
DJ Mannie
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Fre Fresh Err Fresh
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Go DJ, yea
Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
[Lil Wayne talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want yall out there to do for me is say this
[Hook]
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my
[Lil Wayne]
Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come from under the tummy, busting a tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Ay its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, Fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain
Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane
That aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boy
And you already know that pimping
18 how I'm living young'n show that Bentley
Stunna my Pa so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there wit me
[Hook]
[Repeat X2]
[Lil Wayne]
And I move like the Coupe thru traffic
Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit the music blasting
And she keep asking how it shoot if its plastic
I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she sat back and cut the Carter back
up, oh fa sho
Ay Big Mike they betta step they authority up
Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never harming young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking
And I ain't just begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch
Pair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go
[Lil Wayne talking]
Hold on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the, this is the, this is the
This is the Carter
[Hook X1]
[Lil Wayne]
Birdman put them niggas in a trash can
Leave em outside of your door I'm your trash man
I'm steady lighting another hash and riding in my jag
You will need a gas mask man
You snakes, stop hiding in the grass
Sooner or later I'll cut it knock the blades in yo ass
You homo niggas getting Aids in the ass
While the homie here tryna get paid in advance
I'm staying on my grizzy I'ma bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit me then I'm going find your mother
Niggas wanna eat cuz they ain't ate nothing
But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leaving out
Leaving behind just residue and bones
In your residents with Rugers to your dome
Like where the fuck you holding the coke, holding your throat, choke
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this
This is the Carter
[Hook X1]
Go DJ, DJ, DJ
Lil Wayne - 6 Foot 7 Foot (Explicit) ft. Cory Gunz lyrics
[Chorus]
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Uh um, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money Militia, and I am the commissioner
You don’t wan’ start Weezy, cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but what’s a world without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted cause she open when you twist her
Never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin’ family picture
You know Father Time, and we all know Mother Nature
It’s all in the family, but I am of no relation
No matter who’s buyin’, I’m a celebration
Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Young Money runnin’ shit and you niggas just runner-ups
I don’t feel I done enough, so I’mma keep on doin’ this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish, hah!
[Chorus]
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I’m goin’ back in
Okay, I lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don’t understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, call it self-defense
Swear, man I be seein’ through these niggas like sequins
Niggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
Talkin’ to myself because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world, that’s adultery
You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo’ ass talk
Young Money eatin’, all you haters do is add salt
Stop playin’, bitch I got this game on deadbolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckas talkin’ crazy like they jaw broke
Glass half empty, half full, I’ll spill ya
Try me and run into a wall, outfielder
You know I’mma ball ’til they turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe
Bitch stop playin’, I do it like a king do
If these niggas animals, then I’mma have a mink soon
Tell ‘em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to y’all
And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on
But most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothin’, you don’t know the half of it
Young Money, Cash Money… uh
Paper chasin’, tell that paper: “Look, I’m right behind ya”
Bitch, real Gs move in silence like lasagna
People say I’m borderline crazy, sorta kinda
Woman of my dreams, I don’t sleep so I can’t find her
You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swag you would kill for
Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder
Jumped in a wishin’ well, now wish me well
Tell ‘em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell
[Verse 3 - Cory Gunz]
Yeah, word to my mama, I’m out of my Lima bean
Don’t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama steam, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
I play the side for you niggas that’s tryna front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you niggas the son of me
Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
Disturb me, and you’ll be all over the flow like Luda
Bitch I flow like scuba, bitch I’m bold like Cuba
And I keep a killer hoe, she gon’ blow right through ya
I be mackin’ I’m ’bout, my stackin’ amount, I pack like a mover
Shout the ratchet for backin’ out on behalf of my shooter
Niggas think they high as I, I’ll come laugh at ya ruler
Cash Money cold bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they minds
I done told these fuck niggas somethin’ hundred times
That I keep these bucks, they be on my mind
Touch these I’mma bust these on your mind, pause
Tough feet I’m on my grind, give the beat a little up keep
Throwin’ my sign in the middle, hit ‘em up piece on my side
Cause ain’t no peace on my side, bitch
I’m a man, I visit urinals with pride
If Tune tell me to, I’m shootin’ when his funeral outside
I’m uptown thorough breaded BX nigga ya heard, Gunna
Monday, March 28, 2011
Mike Posner - Bow Chicka Wow Wow ft. Lil Wayne lyrics
Once I throw on this
Once I throw on this
It's over girl
Once I throw on this
Once I throw on this
It's over girl
I hear you knock, knock, knock
Baby, come on up
I hope you got, got, got
Something in your cup
Cause I'm three shots deep
And I ain't trying to sleep
Get your red bull on cause I'm ready
You've been playing naughty
To get with me all night
We both know exactly what you want, right?
Tell me what you want though
Tell me what you gon' do
What you gon' do
Once I throw on this bow chicka wow wow
What you gonna say?
You act like you gon' leave
But I know that you gon' stay
Break it down, dicky down down
Girl, don't even play
Once I set the mood right
I'm a make you sound like
I'm a make you sound like
Are you trying to make me
Wait, wait, wait 'till the second day?
But I can't, can't, can't even contemplate
Waiting one more minute, let me jump in it
I brought you flowers and a teddy
You've been playing naughty
To get with me all night
We both know exactly what you want, right?
Tell me what you want though
Tell me what you gon' do
What you gon' do
Once I throw on this bow chicka wow wow
What you gonna say?
You act like you gon' leave
But I know that you gon' stay
Break it down, dicky down down
Girl, don't even play
Once I set the mood right
I'm a make you sound like
Yeah, I can make you sound like
Now I ain't even gotta say shit
To make you feel alive
Girl you know you like that
Say, I ain't even gotta say shit
To make you feel alive
Girl you know you like that
Once I throw on this bow chicka wow wow
What you gonna say?
You act like you gon' leave
But I know that you gon' stay
Break it down, dicky down down
Girl, don't even play
Once I set the mood right
I'm a make you sound like
Yeah, I'm a, yeah I'm a make ya
Once I throw on this
Once I throw on this
It's over girl
Once I throw on this
Once I throw on this
It's over girl
Monday, March 21, 2011
Akon - I'm So Paid ft. Lil Wayne, Young Jeezy lyrics
[Intro]
Rubbing' on that Italian leather
Dem' Konvict jeans on!
Ay yo Weezy! You Ready?
Yeah!
[Chorus:]
I get it in 'til sunrise
Doing 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screaming Ah!!!
Hey-ey-ey... I'm so paid
Number one hustler get money
Why do you wanna count my money?
I'm a hustler don't need them! One of them you all see!
I'm so paid
[Verse 1]
I see police on the crooked I
Doing a 100 on the Interstate 95
My shawty leanin' blasting that Do or Die
Pushin' that motherfuckin' wood cause we certified
Got a system that ll beat and knock your wall off
Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off
Got a bunch of goons, hoping they never call off
I'm a sniper sitting on the roof already saw you all
It ain't too much to put a strain on me
That's the reason why I had to put the blame on me
I rather have them dollar bills rain on me
Then let them haters come and make the name of me
That's why...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I am the boss it only takes one call
For a driver to hit you up and drop you off that's all
Guess what I won't be taking that fall
Homie I got cake that's what I'm paying them for (aha!)
Ain't that funny?
'cause niggas want war but ain't got money
'cause I've seen them all talking 'til they start gunning
Quicker than Usain Bolt the fastest thing running
Yeah! Akon! Weezy!
Block oil holdin' down Jersey
Divine making sure we gettin' it up front
My little brother Boo got that vision bake it!
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne Verse 3]
Oh-oh,
Big money Weezy
White wife beater with the sig underneath it
How do I feel bitch I feel undefeated
Snap my fingers disappear from the precinct
Yea!
I'm ballin' we ball out
Thoughts of before until the ball bounce
I send some niggas with guns to you all house
Only to find out you live in a doll house
Damn!
But I thought you was tough don't
We carry choppers on our necks
Call it cut throat
We, bury powers on the set that they come from
We, know magic turn
Weed smoke to gun smoke
We, bomb first when we ride
You, in a hearse when you ride
Ay-yay
I put my shoes on baby
And I'm holding down Young Mula baby!
That's why...
[Chorus]
Lil Wayne - On Fire lyrics
[Chorus]
Mama bad,
Mama mean
Gasoline
She’s on fire,
Put her out,
As a matter of fact,
Take her out,
Cos she’s on fire,
Got on my knees and asked my Lord to keep me clear from the devil cause my girl
She’s she’s on fire,
Yeah now everything so cool,
Yeah,
[Verse 1]
(?)
I want them back shots
I said shorty let me play up in them matchbox
Shorty she’s on fire,
Shorty let a n-gga rub this stick cos this a matchbox,
She’s steaming, she’s screaming,
She’s she’s screaming
She’s feinding I redeem it
I get between it, like her, like her,
Now hit me,
Now shes on fire,
Yeahh, I let the steam blow, yeah
But everything is cool,
[Verse 2]
Uh, she hot as hell lets call her helen,
Fireman to her rescue like 9-11,
F-cking right I make her hot,
She got the Devil in her,
I do whatever with her,
Hells angel, I pluck her feathers n-gga,
I am the firespitter,
I start a fire with her,
Ok her flames high but I am higher,
So high so I invite her up
Then I light her up,
Uh,
[Chorus 2]
Mama bad,
Mama mean
Kerosine,
Shes on fire, put her out
As of matter of fact,
Take her out, cause shes on fire,
Got on my knees and ask my lord to keep me clear from the devil cause my girl,
She – shes on fire, Yeh now everything so cool,
Now hear it,
Haha whoooaa!,
Shes on fire, Yeah,
I let the steam blow,
Yeah, And now shes on fire,
[Chorus]
Mama bad,
Mama mean
Gasoline
She’s on fire,
Put her out,
As a matter of fact,
Take her out,
Cos she’s on fire,
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