songs where Wayne shows his technical ability?

[TyIquan]

I've always seen this shit. That's why I frown my face up when people say Wayne can't hang wit certain folks on a technical level. He deffly could.

He just also happens to be witty af, and that's what most people catch on too.

[Weezy_KB24]

I'm listening to No Ceilings and 'Run This Town' just came on.... That gotta be one. That shit is stupid. I instantly thought of this thread when I was listening to that.

[Iamhiph0p]

I spit that, get back, I'm intact
infact the author is authentic
all you slick like syntec, inject
even the paralyzed feel my impact
as I skim back over the words that's on the page, I'm lyin
I don't write, I get high and ignite
I got a serious mental plan and dental plan
and you dont want to bring the giant out of a gentleman
gee golly gigabytes and a gorillas hand
to the side of a niggas face like I don't give a damn
and if he's with his mans and them, I'll put his plans and limbs all over his pants and timbs
and I wasn't fortunate to grow up like the sims but instead I blew up before I grew up
I spend 8 and put 2 up, cuz you never know when you have to do what (duet)
who when do you, and you, and you too, woo hoo
I'm coo coo like birds with my words,
I'm poo poo meaning I'm the shit on you terds
yes and I get on your nerves
yes and I get on your nerves
yes and I get on your nerves
and sit on your mind like piss on the curb
bitch, disturb me, while i'm working, you are just another earthling
I'm in the game, shit i must be first string
I like my tugs baggy and my turf clean, check my pattern scheme
I probably have on rocks from the moon and saturn's ring
um who's badder give em a ladder
tell em climb on up here and watch me get at her
the badder part about it is these niggas hate
but they wont even get a bar on my mixtape
I'm probably on a boat feeding the bitch grapes, and crepes
by the way that's french pancakes
de pellön fronce tré bien, gosor adur sur le bien
pardon my french, pardon the stench
but i smoke that grench until my eyes squench
I mean squint, i'm so bent like a dent
but bitch i'm still no Clark Kent

[Shake]

Fuck Food

[martian master]

someone disect NO nigga

[cmotany]

He uses a a lot of multis on Lights Out, especially on the song On the Grind

You can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zones
or dope and powder broke, and our sale's soap and flour
And most of our customers come up to us daily
Yet and still I cut this stuff crazy - a hustler, baby
What can I give you? I distribute ki's to the kings and oz's to the fiends,
and ecstasy and weed to the teens
You need to see Wheez - anything you like and I have 'em
From crack to Viagra, and Vicadins valiums
I'm the nigga they point to when you hit my av
So get all your money together, come and get my slabs
I get my cash, put some aside, and flip like half
And still enough for me to TV and deep-dish my Nav'
And you can tell the law that I say they can kiss my acid
For the white people, when I get two bricks for ten, I know the right people
And I keep a nine on my waistline
And I'ma be right on the corner, wodie - I'm gonna grind



Lil Wayne]
Nigga, y'all gon' respect Wheezy, or else the tec squeezin' shots
I have your chest steamin' hot, and your sis' screamin', "Stop!"
I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed
On the corner 'til the mornin', see the cops and flee
And if we beef, we don't beef long 'cause we gon' creep all night
So I hope you don't sleep all night - we on your street all night
Say, aw aw, I don't want your boy to get misused
'cause I spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes
And the bricks move every followin' week
So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me - got powder or d
And I shower your streets until your av pass out
More bricks than “The Three Lil Pigs'” last damn house
Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts
And issue work for half and just grab that south
For real, nigga - Wheezy Whee tryin' to shine
From daybreak to nightfall I'm gon' grind

(


[Lil Wayne]
Start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki's
Takes seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks
Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it
Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it
And I flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue
And I'll sleep next week, man, I got yay, dope, and crack to move
Ask them dudes when Wheezy open shop, I ain't got a bag to lose
Especially if I don't like who sent 'em to me and I'ma tax a dude
Duck the Feds and drama like I duck my baby momma
Sometimes I play it sour - what you thought was yay was flour
I pull whatever for the cheddar - nigga gotta flash and floss
Drought come around, then it's jack the cost or jack the boss
Cock the gun, then I push rocks 'til I spot the sun
All day I hung the block, I see the cops and run
I'm tryin' to get rich 'cause I wan' shine
You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time


Look, look, look I pass with the top off like my car was named Lil' Kim
The little pimp hopped out wrist lookin like a skittles blimp
Do not introduce me to your chic, that'll get her flip
I'ma try not to mention that I'm rich, but it'll slip
I really whipped the Z doing a hundred and thirty
Come back doing 25 in a hunter Excursion
Open mouth and it'll beam like the sun is emerging
When I'm out, women scream like I'm thumbing a virgin
Hummers be swerving like I'm passing y'all in speeding go-carts
She think she look like a basketball season score chart
Hotter than a damn blow torch, you see me sizzling
When your freak be missing, I got her twerking and she be whistling
Piece be glistening every time it get a light reaction
Despite the bragging my chest brighter than Michael Jackson
BMW motorcycle drag racing dawg
That playas raw call'em "Lil' Wayne the Don"

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[verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
I got them thing conpocky on a rubberband skinny
I pull up laughing at another man 20's (ha)
Yep the younger man i run the dam city
I gotta pocket fulla hundreds fifty's rubberband 20's
Peep the shoes these is huge
Im probably on the service road nigga speeding in cruise
I bleed and bruise of reaching fools
So dont reach
u aint talking bout money then dont speak
Dont preach church don wan taught me that
The bitches had me gone but the money brought me back
Im seeing crome and i do them runs flat
President tent front back
Man i wish them old b p's come back but i roll on em
Hundrend spoke big d's tripple gold homie
No homie my rims aint twizzles
But dont get it twisted them is 26's

[Ozzie]

Shoot Me Down
3 Peat
Wasted
Swag Surf
Ether Freestyle
Renegades Freestyle
Blunt Blowin

Its alot more tho

[-_-]

paradise - young chris feat. Lil wayne

[cmotany]

Holla at ya boy its Weezy Baby
They label me a problem and I probably am so I dont knock em
I pop up in a broccoli Lam' on choppers
With an ol' school bitch, she got on door knockers
And she knock on your door for that raw partner
Hollygrove Wayne, that boy a monster
Jacked for a Mazda come back in Mase-rati
Like how he? Why he? Cause I be
Moving through the city like an I.V
Tryna be monogamous but I got bitches on my dick
Like I'm the shit cause I'm the shit
So I only promise this: to my little girl I will give you the world
And to my unborn I'm tryna reason with ya moms so
If I'm not with her when you get here, its already clear
Yeah, and for their sake I'm a ball every year
I'm a pause every tear
And tattoo it on my face
Niggas know, that I got that black music on my waist
Make me put it to your ear and get that b-b-b-b-base
Bluka bluka to ya face, closed casket
Mama can't remember shit but last saturday, what a tragedy
Flowers for the family
Powder in my nap sack
Running through the projects, tryna get a stack back
I got my SK bout to get my MAC back to pap pap at niggas who yap yap
Yup yup! and I rep that 17 hard, you know
'til a nigga ain't nothing but tomb quotes
Raw-toon, who you know go harder than dude
See these is the clues, pardon the shoes
I bleed with them dudes I'm part of the crew
Don't move cause you right in the route of the gun mouth
When it talk, you know what come out- barritone
Nigga y-y-young Wayne from out Carrollton
Yeah, I got my eyes on the sparrow
Though my path is narrow, my angels are shadows
I saddled up, and get the fucking battle
Automatics up, like nigga fuck whoever
You touch and reach, you get fucking bleached
Above the law niggas put you underneath
You call the law nigga? You fucking leech!
You Saved by the Bell, you fucking Screech
My buggie screech through the streets like a R&B singer
You ain't pimping until you fuck a R&B singer
I walked in this building with all these bangers
And all these niggas look like targets to me
What's a drought to you may be a bargain to me
Cause I just may be sitting on a carton of Ki's
I got important people thats trying to market me
So I'm gon' stop talking 'bout the white, Sike!
I know I'm not walking without a fight
So I'm swinging with all my might
We can go all night
I'm a blow all day, and I'm a blow all night
Do her first today and do a show tonight!
Fuck a ho today, and fuck a ho tonight!
Im' a live my life like there's no tonight
I might go tonight so mama pray don't cry
Cause your prayers maybe working, mama they gon' try
Yeah,and we rock to the same lullaby
Nigga I got 10, nigga I got 5
I hope you got yours, cause nigga I got mine
I'm goin for the green bitch, Its popeye time
So I can be a paid nigga, and make that tomb stone say "I'm a made nigga"
I'm a MADE nigga



...big thang keep banging my knee
ok i rather have that than nigga banging at me
and aint it the truth
fuck i rather have me banging at you
and if you feeling macho man bitch, im sanging at you
and you might hear me banging that screw
dranking that juice
cuz fucking with fee - we do anything to get loose
i got that thang in rotation
and aint it degrading
how the top on the coupe didn’t even make it
and aint it amazing, how i got your boo
aint even naked - but her brain is sacred
and only wayne can take it
flame is blazing at men with lame behavior
only the game could tame the player
thangs is major
dont sleep cuz my slang is major
i could move 100 things in asia, and never came to asia
where i hang is fatal
so you plainly seperate wayne from fakeness
im a gangsta baby
understand that im weezy tha man, a fucking soldier
humongous dough with young exposure
fucking four under clothing is what im fuckng toting
im fucking smoking something potent that come from the ocean
see me motion in the porshce I had a top abortion
got your hoe up when i stop on the block and donut
got it sewed up like a coogi skully
and losing something that dont bother me
cuz dude move with money like monopoly
22s on the truck your boo watching me
tell the bitch quit looking
if not ill make the pussy jump off her and walk to me
my pockets hold my lil ass down and I walk crooked
my grill a make the sun drop down then come talk to me
with woofers in the back of the benzie
but I dont listen to shit
since all these niggaz started dissing and shit
but I got money on my mentionn ya dig
young money my invention ya dig
halla back at your nig
cash money man I been in that army
stood in that heat
been in that storm, I swam in that water
gimme that quarter
gimme back R'a
and gimme that spoiler
man I been that baller
but give it all if you gimme back father
send in that gap for any cat that want em
nuts hanging and you could see like some 20s
with no sina cap on em
2 for 3 and I got plenty of that killer crack on me
I been in that kitchen
I whipped in that skinny
chipped on them dishes
I zipped at that table
I flipped on the corner
I pitched at the school
the only student with the shit at the school
I’m the shit dude
I ball heavy on em fools
cop fits for my whips cuz they already got the shoes
and it aint half of it, this summer is going be heavy
watch what I do to that viper when I get my taxes
just maxing and relaxing
bitches catch cum like news flashes
weezy alert SQAD UP!

[bessvybz]

3 Peat.
there's alot more tho

[cmotany]

(Verse 1)
I am what you call a survivor, like trouble with drama
But I recover with power, and love it with honor
Discovered as a son of a problem
Remember smuggling powder through the doors of my high school
To force up they nostril, 'til it got full
But now they pop for a pill
Lil one here's what's up, Drugs could kill
But drugs could heal
If ya heart ill for that good feel
And it feels good when them fields pull
We wheels quarters through the real raw parts of the streets
My hearts in the streets, So watch ya step
When ya run from the gunfire of Glocks and Tech's
Specials and Pumps, Vests is for chumps
Eat ya chests for lunch, munch
Young country dude, hunt ya down with tools
Respect my presence, I step with weapons
You fall in seconds
Its all in the code of the streets, we go by it and stop from it
Real nigga talk, No fronting
Heh

(Chorus)
Do you understand the words that are comin out of my mouth?
If ya dont its because I'm speakin real nigga
Real nigga, This here is real nigga talk
Real nigga talk dogg, I hope you feel me
Let me talk to you dogg, You gotta feel me
I hope you feel me, You gotta feel me
Listen

(Verse 2)
Chrome's hidden inside of my tires
You should see the size of my tires
Ridin' on Mark McGwires, I spark the fire
Got me higher than a late flight
From L.A. to New York twice in the same night
Got some shit in my bag to make ya vein white, Cocaine pipe
Watch homie's brains get rain white
That’s the type of sight to make Wayne right
They saying life is short but money is long, And money is life
So for now I'm running the lights, in the 600 with pipes
Hop out, Collar Polo, and under the stripes is something that bites
We will be thugging for life
And can't nothing persuade or change us
We gangstas, we live it, I'm in the post without a Pippen
But fuck it, I'm just shooting when I can't move
Who'da knew I can't lose
And truthfully through the loot that's Young Money Entertainment
You get it arranged then holla at me

(Chorus w/ minor variations)

(Verse 3)
I burn in the winter, stand up in the fall
Stand up in the stands, and stand up for my dogs
Them asses I will spall, the plan is too ball
But the stuff I got in my pants cuff
is enough to make'em put my hands on the wall
Work, push on the strip, I'm pushing the whip
Fat back pockets, my cushion if I'm looking to slip
I'm hooking ya lip, If ya play hookie with my chips
Cause that hot ass kitchen, bitch, when ya cooking that shit
Dodge hoes, juking and shit
Cause I can see beautiful women, but I'm not looking for shit
I'm from the hood where you tooken for shit
So you gotta take the shit, and make ya shit
I had to bring home the bacon bits
Cause Pop's was faking, and he left a nigga baking shit
Now my heart ache and itch, from all the flagrant shit
I gotta take in, and thug out
Real nigga talk, bitch

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My name Wayne and I came from money
I gotta pretty bitch with me, but her brains is ugly
Got a city bitch with me, but her brains is country
Yeah a silly bitch with me, man her brains is dummy
Be smart I'll take the brains of dummies
that desert eagle new, workout plan, brain then tummy
I ain't got no umbrella and it's rainin' money
I'm done better than these lames that's stunting
I run better like, Corey Dillion for the New England Pats
They like, no he didn't get that new Bentley black and white
Sure he did, no kiddin', know he kitted it
Know he told the dealer make sure there's no equivalent
So that makes this a one of one
That means none before it, none to come
Young money but the money aint young neither's the night
what are you drinking make it a double you in trouble OH

I play the bullshit from the backseat champ
Yea I'm in the backseat still got the seat back
Feet back stay from where the fake be at
Niggaz snitch for the shine where the patience at
Nigga make his own brother face his back
Give love and take it back
Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats
Face the facts you can't change him can't shoot it if you can't aim it
Can't miss him if he kill you then you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade him
Get too deep up in that water and they can't save ya
Me I come out of that water like I was just bathing
And watch my step on a wet pavement
Yea I'm from the hood so I rep 'em where I can't take em
Holly Grove Holly Grove was his last statement
So nigga get that look off your face
And recognize you got a crook in the place
They call me W-E-E crooked letter Y I'm so high
I skeet skeet in any nigga dime like she's mine
Streetsweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody with the cops to match
Bullet holes in ya from the chopper blast
Like... Ha ha
That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin back
It all stop when they hit you in ya top and back
No cocking back silly motherfucker you ain't heard bout this
The clip sink down to the dick
That's a automatic shotty from a drum they call tommy
Garunteed to get you bitches from by me
When I hit every piece of ya physical body he leakin'
Mortimer is no longer leapin' he sleepin'
While you pussy niggaz is sleepin he thinkin
Deep in thought the boy ain't even linkin
Bob Marley got me stinkin
Stackin figures I'm standin firm life's a slinky
Pipes is filled with crack cocaine
And the dope go inside of the veins from where I came
Though I bear a name only one call live with
Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it
I'm sicker with it
Pick a city buy a condo find a fine hoe let some time go chill
What you know about a bongo having her mind go Over a convo about dough
Nothing! Man the four wheelers look so good on the sand
Tee or tanktop pocket fan
Pocket knife no handgun in sight
Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat BOOM!
Ha ha tonight I might just boost my feature price
Cuz to each its own and the lights is bright
And I'm feelin like Mike at a Tyson fight
I'm from Cita house big momma's house
She told me to shoot ya right after I knock ya out
And he ain't gettin up after them shots if you hit him in the right spot
Hold up the beat might drop

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[cmotany]

Listen...I'ma hundred percent hustler from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake and see another fucking day is relief
I pray that he keep, I'm scrapping my knees from chasing this cheese
I had point guard dreams of playing for some team
Hit the block and made NBA money in one week
See I hustle in the hood and plus I fly birdies
And play the tracks out every month so I can ride dirty
needed someone to manage my money I hired Shelly
But Shelly started talking to much so she died early
They got me loading up my Benz with my eyes blurry
I sent the message to the fucker at bout five thirty
Now if the bitch aint got my dice for me then I'm sorry
But i'ma leave everyone who outside bloody
And then I go in the stash get the coke and the cash
I'm letting niggas score it for half, I'm hoping it last
But still nigga don't, I might have to just go in the lap
And if its slow on the ave back to the rope and the mask


See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands
Trying to rain clout and third ward public housing
Uptown streets is where all my ends meet
Give me 9 9 G trying to see my destiny
I do it all to ball drop the phone if I call
See I'm living real large even though I'm real small
But don't let that fool ya
Money rules everything around me
Creeping up silent behind ya that's where ya find me
I ain't hear for a lil
I want the whole damn spot
I cock my glock and have ya plot so I hop to the top
Nigga be running with money
Things you doing I done done it
9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it coming
Slugs humming, chopper gunning, catch the vapor from the laser
Infrared fled big bread money maker
Pop a slug barrell shaker, for big paper
Big balling life taker, for big caker
Ben Franklin, bank teller thanking, big banking
Busta ganking, left stanking, ship sanking
Ain't no such thing like see another nigga come up
But if I don't know that other nigga, then his come up is my stuff
Call it a bluff if you want, but come and test for ya own
See how quick model chromes leave home and visit domes
Roam to the top, slip up and get buck
Get out my way, fo' I spray
I'm trying to live up

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[Verse 1]
You know they saying since the boy back on the 'dro, he lacking the flow
And if that ever happen whoa I ain't rapping no more
I'm good with a pina, daq and an o
Gagging and choke like ho put the dick back in your throat
Still packing fo sho
Yeezy Weezy off of the heezy fo sheezy
Cruise with the top off of the 'Ghini
Boys got cheese I got cheddar linguini
That's why I keep the federals scheming
That's why I keep the platinum blinging
Every diamond's like a nice size
I help people with problems look at the bright side
With nice ties on a rise so they sitting me high
And the rims born in '79
Weezy carry the nine glocks
Slipping they gon have to get six niggaz carry a pine box
Marry me ma, not
But here's what you can do to me
Give me good brains tutor me
W-E-E-Z-Y Wee

[Hook x4]
They call me Weezy Weezy fo sheezy
Banana clip on the heater
Banana whip on them sneakers
Banana dick going deeper

[Verse 2]
Got a good game honestly so respect the young'n
Got your girl undercover like a detective woman
I'm a mess blow a vest to onion and I'll test your stomach
And the pistols right next to him cousin
I'm a player having sex with dozens
Sex with cousins hoes dissed with husbands
My pants is down her dress is up
Her head down and her neck is tough
She suck till I say, "That's enough!"
We fuck till her ass fractured up
And when I nut no shower bitch pack your stuff
Am I a mack or what
Yep, Weezy macaroni with a bony model bitch
Are you modeling ma
She got her own whip so you following ma
She said she like that squad shit
So oh you swallowing ma
She said she like that hot dick
Well miss I got three bricks and two pills pop
One blunt mami let's roll
And understand, I know what my name is, right
Bitch say it
W-E-E-Z-Y Wee