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  • #37
    Actually, Levels off of D5 is a great one too

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    • #38
      VERSE 1 - Lil Wayne]
      I go by "Wheezy: the Don"
      Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezing the arm
      And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get completely took off
      And if you wonder who the fuck (?)
      (?) we so sip
      It's like ain't nothin' but we gotta squab
      On the block everyday sellin' rocks and shit
      Choppin' bricks - give the damn cops a dick
      We cop a whip and drop a brick - that's how we do it
      Weed, liquor, money, and guns how we do it
      Freak bitch to swallow cum like fluid
      Who it be? Through his feet, Dubbs
      Ain't nothin' sweet 'cause I can't keep trust
      Lil' nigga - worth well over a mill, nigga
      Real nigga - come around and show up where you live, nigga
      Pullin' out the K's, nigga - (??) and all
      Wayne 'bout to damage your home
      Nigga 'bout to go to see the man in the stars
      Hoppin' out the van with bandanas and all
      Cannons went off
      News cameras takin' pictures of your family when your avenue's gone
      Damn, it's a shame how the bullets slammed in your brain
      How the ice slammed the pain, rammin' your dame
      That's because she ran into the game
      Nigga, stop playin' with Lil Wayne
      Come on!

      (Hook [Lil Wayne])
      It ain't a game, nigga - I don't know who told you it was
      I put holes in your mug if you're holdin' a grudge
      Try to take 'em when you get the gun and load
      and the slug check ya low when I bust
      Come to show you no love
      Uh, fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now
      No! They can't fuck with me now - they can't fuck with me now
      Stop playin' when ya get it understood
      'Cause I know if you know what's good for ya
      Come around your hood for ya
      You don't know me - I kill everyone who show love
      You have them motherfuckers lookin' all up in the woods for ya

      [VERSE 2 - Lil Wayne]
      Iceberg shorty dammit, pants is saggin', forty magnum
      Comin' out the club on Bacardi's, staggerin'
      Ten in the Ferrari wagon, braggin'
      Ohh, what's happenin'?
      (??) 'round the court 'cause some ex just looked at me
      Runnin' with them cats that be clappin' the plastic
      Nigga put a cap in your asses
      Catch me on the av with the crack and a 'matic
      Hopin' that the law don't pass me - stash it
      First of the month, just snatched me a package
      Bag it - 'bout to get this motherfucker crackin'
      If a nigga think about jackin', please believe
      I be clip-slappin', click-clackin'
      Pull the bitch back and run up on his parents
      Kidnap for his snacks, and then whack him
      Shit get drastic
      That's why I try to stay as fars away from beef as I could
      Grab me a freak to ease on my wood
      Transport coke from each of my hoods
      Wheezy Whee - CMB's in my blood
      In the streets seventeen's where I'm from
      And I ain't got no feelins for none of these womens
      Really, though, fetticheese is my love
      You know the streets made me
      And I don't give a damn if you hate me
      Nigga better be S-Q-A-D
      Until the bigger man do take me
      Squad shit!
      You don't want no violence so keep it quiet
      We call my people wild, and then we beef in quiet
      or we'll creep in houses, we'll sweep your momma
      So, please stay out it, or you leave in silence
      Come on! What!


      [Lil Wayne]
      Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's
      Forty-fours under my clothes, I'm drunk and blowed
      And I done told them boys if they play I dump their mothers
      Now they finding niggas everyday slumped in gutters
      I come through on the block strapped, bumping Bubba
      for the summer in a bright orange pumpkin Hummer
      Stumbling from the Courvoisier, and lots of hay
      And make me run in your place and take your pops away
      See, they got niggas in my hood who can't cop the yay
      So I can get it understood and have you chopped today
      And not to say I could even hit your block and spray
      And try to knock all the bone structure out your face
      Stick a potato on the head of my nine, it's deadly quiet
      Leave a nigga redder than swine, you damn pig
      The plan is to take everything and kill 'em all
      Young or old, nigga, big or small
      Ain't nothing nice

      (Hook [Lil Wayne])
      Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
      Keep playin', you won't see next year, stupid
      And in the van there's a box in the back full of plenty of tools
      And when you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues

      [Lil Wayne]
      Look-
      Now we all do dumb things
      Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to be one of them
      I'll murder his father right in front of him
      None of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout
      Pull up in a bubble, hop out, then let a couple pop out
      I got two double Desert Eagles, bustin' at your peoples
      Cussing at polices, and roughing up your nieces
      See me just off the meters
      Don't leave without the heaters
      Believe this, my nina's got more shells than Adidas
      You see the slick jackin', believe it's glocks and millimeters
      Run up on your family and pop your senioritas
      A lot of Hennessy, just twist that lil' baby
      Damn, them hollow tips just missed that lil' baby
      This is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy
      Technically I'll murder anyone who disrespectin' me
      Seventeen Carollton, mess with me, I bury one
      Three-eighty, I carry one
      Come to kill up everyone
      What!

      (Hook [Lil Wayne])

      [Lil Wayne]
      Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cock
      And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause they breath and stop
      Believe or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
      Until I die apple and Eagle that be's the block
      And he's so hot that four hundred degrees the spot
      And weed and vodk' got me wanna beat a cop
      I grease the glock, the scope with the beam and dot
      And I'm hangin' out the Beamer top releasing shots
      Follow me, everybody in the family die sourly
      Niggas drop hourly ruinin' your economy
      Liquor power me, now there's nothin' that can bother me
      Creep up in your window while you're sleeping, take your child with me
      I'm wild, and Wheezy more violent than Dennis Rodman
      Slide up in a blue truck and shoot-up a whole lot of men
      A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like Stoudamire
      Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with bodies by your house
      Last edited by cmotany; 04-26-2014, 06:12 AM.

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      • #39
        maneater is fking nuts.

        uoeno is stupid.


        really anything, where it feels like hes reallly rapping,
        has such a high level of of technique its dumb.


        only difference between him and other rappers, is that he doesnt live and die w his technique, he still continues to express beyond that. guys like eminem will shove technique down your throat, but the lyrics wont be worth shit.

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        • #40
          Run This Town:

          T done told me
          do the shit..
          So i had to
          do the shit
          I get super hero money,call a nigga
          super rich
          Keep it super for awhile let me get on my
          super shit
          Super ill,
          Super sick
          Dawg I go
          super Vick
          Ran into a super woman,turned her to a
          super bitch
          Hit her with that
          super dick,she be cumming super quick
          Super Millz,Mack,Tyga,Streetz,Nelli,
          Super Nick
          Super Drizzy,Gudda,Chuckee,Twist,thats the
          super clique
          Now im off that
          super shit,
          fuck that shit,i
          super quick
          Running circles round the game,like a
          hula hoop and shit
          You gone have to
          loop this shit
          There won't be a
          duplicate
          And my blunts be
          super thick
          im higher then a
          super kick
          Im the bomb baby,watch me
          nuke this shit
          When i leave the booth,they gotta
          scoop this shit
          My a
          pologies,diabolically
          Im the
          prodigy,do you rodger me
          I look in the flames,and see a
          hotter me
          But how come im still colder then
          condomly
          Yeah we run this town like a
          lot of feet
          Yung mula baby,i'm
          proud of me


          3 peat:

          Yessir!
          They cant stop me… even if they stopped me ha ha ha, yeah
          I'm on it ooh
          I'm on it
          , I'm
          so on it
          and how ever
          you want it

          You can get it to
          night hoe

          And all night hoe I get the beat from
          (Maestro)

          A fuckin'
          right hoe
          I might go crazy on these niggas I don't give
          a motherfuck

          Run up in a nigga house and shoot his
          grandmother up
          , what!
          What, I don't give a
          motherfuck
          getcha baby kidnapped
          And ya baby
          motherfucked

          It's Tha Carter 3 bitch better put ya
          supper up

          Hollygrove I throw it up like I'm tryna
          lose my gut

          Fuck is up beat him up like a million
          uppercuts

          Got a million
          duffeled up
          for the fuck of it
          Shit get on my level you cant get on my l
          evel

          You will need a space shuttle or a
          ladde
          r that's fo
          rever

          However I'm better if not now than
          never

          Don't you ever fix ya lips unless you bout to suck my dick
          Bitch swallow my words taste my thoughts
          And if its too
          nasty
          spit it back
          at me

          Two more inches I'da been in that
          casket

          According to the doctor I could of died in
          traffic

          Bounce right back on them bitches like
          Magic

          Abracadabra I'm up like
          Viagra

          I just do this shit for my click like Adam
          Sandler

          I control Hip Hop and I'mma keep it on my
          channel

          Watch me!
          Bitch watch me!
          Bitch watch me!
          But they cannot see me like Hitler
          It's the New Orleans
          Nightmare

          Money so old its growing
          white hair

          Young Money baby
          Yeah we
          right here

          I'mma make sure we ball till we fall
          like tears

          And mama don't cry
          Ya son can handle his

          Go Getter:


          Michael Phelps this for you baby

          I'm goin for the

          gold

          My heart is in con

          trol
          my mind is on

          succeed
          and I am in

          the lead

          Don't buy into

          the schemes

          The science or

          strategy

          Just giant and

          you tease
          brings triumph

          and belief

          I'm reliant on

          redeem
          inspired by the green never tieing off

          of tig
          never defiant to

          my team

          Never lying on

          the thing
          until I'm lying on

          the thing
          hooked to

          wires and things
          I'm a

          die as a king

          If I don't do it now I'm a

          try it again
          and when I do accomplish it I'm a

          try it again
          I'm a

          riot insane
          I'm a lion my mane hangs

          down to my strings
          and they're tied to the game I stay

          dry when it rain
          I'm

          tired of the fame
          got everything to gain and I'm

          proud of the pain

          The

          pride and the plain
          the

          wise and the strange
          the not

          by the sane
          be

          sides we're the same

          Whose

          guiding the train
          whose

          flyin the plane
          whose

          drivin the lane
          who

          dies when it bang
          who

          fires when it bang
          who

          lies in the aimtwo lives in the drain
          who

          crys when they sang
          you

          hide but you can't
          you

          hide but you ain't

          I

          advise you to thank
          (think) you'll

          find what you can't



          Revive what you taint survive what you paint
          super-

          size what you shrank the fries and the drank



          Admired as a saint defined by my rank
          com

          bined with my strength
          my

          time and my length
          I'm a

          iron out the kinks
          yes

          I'm on the brink
          and in the

          eye of my wink
          I'm a

          retire in the bank
          yeah

          And I'm no quitter cause I'm a go I'm a go I'm a go getta and I'm no quitter cause I'm a go I'm a go I'm a go getta
          Yeah I I'm gon get it I I'm gon get it yeah I'm gon get it yeah
          Cause I'm a go I'm a go I'm a go getta



          Victory consistantly
          train all

          year to be
          the

          enemy's misery
          no

          stress visibly
          neither

          does it enter me
          I

          think positively
          you can't

          harm me mentally
          not physically not spiritually you'll never get

          rid of me
          I am

          the epitome
          of this is what

          you did to me
          nothin's what

          you did for me

          Nothin's what

          you give to me
          I take whatever

          I'm visualing
          now break all of t

          he limiting
          now shake all of t

          he gimicking

          The

          fakery the trickery
          nurse

          how sick is he
          worse

          I'm sickening
          I'll be at the finish line first

          how quick is he
          I'm a make sure

          they mention me
          for

          the next century


          I ain't with

          the bickering
          I'm full

          of dignity
          I'm full

          of energy
          pull out

          the inner me
          or bull

          after dinner meat I
          stood

          in the winter heat
          it could be

          the end of me
          but good

          be defending me
          yeeeaaahhh

          And and I'm no quitter I'm a go I'm a go I'm a go getta yeeeaaahhhh and I'm no quitter I'm a go I'm a go I'm a go getta and I'm no quiter I'm a go I'm a go I'm a go getta

          Yeaah I'm

          allergic to cheatin
          and I hate failure and I'm

          in love with achievement above and beneath it a hug when I greet it
          my eyes on the prize and

          I love when I seek it done with the speakin begun with the
          Preachin
          now pray until I am

          one with the deacon
          now play until I

          have won whatever we win
          I play until I

          have won and then I re-win

          Yeeeaaahhhh!

          holy shit, the go getter rhyme scheme is craaazyy!

          Last edited by freakjasp; 04-09-2014, 12:03 PM.

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          • #41
            Originally posted by mode View Post
            maneater is fking nuts.
            I've heard other people say this about his verse on maneater, but I don't see it. Is it his verse with nelly furtado, or another verse?

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            • #42
              Originally posted by nfs444 View Post
              I see a lot of potential with this song:
              Paris Hilton - Good Time (Explicit) ft. Lil Wayne - YouTube
              typical bad post-prison weezy. actually even a little worse than usual lol

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              Originally posted by cmotany View Post
              I've heard other people say this about his verse on maneater, but I don't see it. Is it his verse with nelly furtado, or another verse?
              i agree with u. it's wordy, but not clever or good in any real significant way.

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              • #43
                Originally posted by cmotany View Post
                I've heard other people say this about his verse on maneater, but I don't see it. Is it his verse with nelly furtado, or another verse?

                yeah that one, he spazzed on that.

                a lot of the post here so far, have been pointing out his rhyme structure, but you can be technical in delivery too, which in this verse is a pace and space thing.


                take her to the block tell her dont even trip
                ima stop right here, and get a bag of that piff
                we can roll it on up and take that lift

                hi,(high in reference to the lift)

                my Name is Wayne i Came to get Paid
                and a lot of other Miscellaneous Things
                stand up guy but Came To Get Laid
                wheres my Bed? what i Said

                is what Mean, and you can take that to Head
                i just come to do my Thing, gotta kEEp that manEater Fed

                Dreads Swanging while im Banging
                when im finished still Hanging, Yup
                i dont know what you been Thinking
                but im Young, and i been Drinking, now ( that Yu sound holds the last two bars together)

                hop up in this Spanking New, dripping wet Mercedes Coup
                got that thing looking lik a shiny Suit, now imagine that w me and you.

                ^^^ thats fun, cos only the end words rhyme, but the bars dont work if the syllables arent aligned, mercedes coupe shiny suit and me and you. all work as full rhymes, even tho only the last sound does.

                just a really ridiculous rap....

                idk if its the same for you.. but i cant even read the rap slow.

                the writing is so concise, that even reading it.. i cant help but read it with pace.
                all the rhymes are in the perfect place to be delivered super qick and crisply.


                dudes a stunner when he wants to spaz. his verse on dont touch me.. w busta rhymes and them is also pretty good.




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                • #44
                  Originally posted by mode View Post
                  yeah that one, he spazzed on that.

                  a lot of the post here so far, have been pointing out his rhyme structure, but you can be technical in delivery too, which in this verse is a pace and space thing.


                  take her to the block tell her dont even trip
                  ima stop right here, and get a bag of that piff
                  we can roll it on up and take that lift

                  hi,(high in reference to the lift)

                  my Name is Wayne i Came to get Paid
                  and a lot of other Miscellaneous Things
                  stand up guy but Came To Get Laid
                  wheres my Bed? what i Said

                  is what Mean, and you can take that to Head
                  i just come to do my Thing, gotta kEEp that manEater Fed

                  Dreads Swanging while im Banging
                  when im finished still Hanging, Yup
                  i dont know what you been Thinking
                  but im Young, and i been Drinking, now ( that Yu sound holds the last two bars together)

                  hop up in this Spanking New, dripping wet Mercedes Coup
                  got that thing looking lik a shiny Suit, now imagine that w me and you.

                  ^^^ thats fun, cos only the end words rhyme, but the bars dont work if the syllables arent aligned, mercedes coupe shiny suit and me and you. all work as full rhymes, even tho only the last sound does.

                  just a really ridiculous rap....

                  idk if its the same for you.. but i cant even read the rap slow.

                  the writing is so concise, that even reading it.. i cant help but read it with pace.
                  all the rhymes are in the perfect place to be delivered super qick and crisply.


                  dudes a stunner when he wants to spaz. his verse on dont touch me.. w busta rhymes and them is also pretty good.




                  Ok. I think I get it now. Thanks.

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                  Chirp on the check like Michael Jeffrey
                  Even the referee said I need an ESPY, award just applaud I'm a boar with a broad
                  I go hard and my leather so soft and I cough
                  And the board of health say the boy need help
                  I am so hot the AM just melt
                  All aboard all aboard black card no fraud
                  I'm an extension cord I'm a lightning rod
                  I'm a lion roar I'm a dinosaur
                  I'm a sinus minus the nose I'm a cold
                  I'm raw than a temperature rose to five and, two o's that's 500 degrees for those who know
                  My fire's higher than a liar, we don't burn rubber, we burn tires
                  We riders we residers, we live in The Carter
                  Wayne is a flame that could live in the water
                  Ok now let's get it straight either you bait
                  Or the mate either way you on my plate getting ate
                  After grace, if you taste like base, snares and tenors be my dinner
                  I'm hotter in the winter, burn like sinners, turn like spinners
                  I swear I'll put ya in the urn by your picture
                  Pa we ain't playing Weezy baby be the man
                  Hotter than the Peter Pan till wet here I am

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                  • #45
                    this cat said

                    i am so hot the Am just melt.


                    smh. relax.

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                    • #46
                      What?!
                      What?!!
                      Look—
                      Okay, let's cut the crap
                      I'm straight gangsta - forget the rap
                      I only stick with that 'cause my ma don't wan' see me flip the crack
                      And I'm quick to click and spit the gat
                      I be dipped in black
                      Sip the Coke mixed with Jack - Calico, clip to match
                      Like: where them cats who trippin' at? - Point niggas out
                      'cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out
                      The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the pump
                      You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front
                      I lock it down for all my niggas that still caged in the dump
                      So if I come, nigga, just save me a blade and a pump
                      I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow
                      Unlike no other, I'm real gutter like bad bowls
                      I stash O's in the draws of my trash hoes
                      I flash dough at the laws when they pass slow
                      I mash low in a stolen hot RAV-4
                      The Macks blow bullet holes for my cash flow
                      Is that so?

                      (Hook [Lil Wayne])
                      I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
                      That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
                      If you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
                      That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die

                      [Lil Wayne]
                      Look,
                      Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
                      I'ma strap up and slam his parent's street
                      When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats
                      I be damned if he get a chance to sleep
                      I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree
                      I flash the piece at your lil' woman and make her dance for me
                      Then jam the freak with a broom - blood leak from her panty crease
                      There has to be some explanation for this insanity
                      Yeah, y'all niggas faker than that boy (fill in the blank)
                      Now give me the dank
                      Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank
                      What's your kid gonna think?
                      Come home and find your wig in the sink
                      I dig in the bank, and pull out eighty, then cruise to Haiti
                      For fifty G's I get ten ki's and straight out weight it
                      I lock my area down - you can ask these boys
                      They know Wheezy got more white than the Backstreet Boys
                      Never catch me unattached without them plastic toys
                      It get drastic, boy
                      Niggas that's askin' for it
                      Wheezy, nigga
                      It's Wheezy, nigga
                      Who? Wheezy, nigga
                      It's Wheezy, nigga

                      (Hook [Lil Wayne])
                      I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
                      That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
                      And if you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
                      That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die

                      [Lil Wayne]
                      I hope y'all niggas understand that I ain't playin' or jokin'
                      Bust shots, make you think the Grand Canyon open
                      Leave a busta bandana smokin' from hot hollows
                      Me and my niggas flip your coke, then cop hot hoes
                      Two pistols, desperado gun busta
                      Pump one under your chest and knock a lung from ya
                      Hung under them killers and duck the pigs
                      And all of our diamonds shine, and our trucks are big
                      And, nigga, I don't really care if I don't sell a million quick
                      'cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks
                      I sticks to what I love, and that's the street
                      And stay away from what I hate, and that's police
                      And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start blowin'
                      And leave a nigga somewhere lonely with his heart showin'
                      When we all knowin' that Wheezy have never been fake
                      The metal will spray and let the bullets tear up your face
                      Who is Wheezy, nigga?
                      Who is Wheezy, nigga?
                      Wheezy, nigga
                      Lil Wheezy, nigga

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                      • #47
                        [=;1263606]this i am so hot the Am just melt. smh. .[/QUOTE] i dont get it. explain pls friend?

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                        • #48
                          [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
                          Don't fool with any niggas like me
                          We pull triggers like weeds
                          Swigger off the Piņa Colada
                          Dreams of having cream and the power
                          You need a problem? I'm the meanest to start with
                          And got grams the size of the head of Gina on Martin
                          For any discomfort the Ninas is sparking
                          Be in your apartment, many assault men and semi-revolvers
                          Keep it clean, I'm a young Sqad street teen, only into green
                          If you intervene I'll leave your ass colder than Winter scenes
                          And y'all just look like bitches
                          You get fucked then I nut up
                          And just like bitches, I leave you face down and butt up
                          Nigga what up? I just bought a record to say fuck Hip-Hop
                          I spit it for them niggas who grip glocks
                          Dip cops, flip rocks, and when the bricks drop
                          We fix blocks, suddenly watch the income
                          Fuck with me, watch the outcome
                          Niggas don't wanna hear the glock rung


                          [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
                          Playboy I pimp huge
                          See the whip cruise on big shoes
                          Slide out the shit, cool, frostbit jewels like igloos
                          See Weezy gets loot, that be why your bitch choose
                          But dude, I ain't got nothing for her but some dick juice
                          I stick tools in the pocket of the S. Q. leather
                          They gon' have to rescue this fella if he stress my pleasure
                          I tells you once, I'm the don, you can trust my word
                          I say with a Herpes dick, nigga fuck the world
                          I be with niggas that could get me years
                          I be with hoes and bitches that favor Britney Spears
                          Listen here, you see the Sqad Minked up, Platinum S. Q. linked up
                          With a freak suck nut ‘til my dick shrink up

                          Flippin' in a whippa
                          Peel the top back like a zipper
                          Skippin' on them chrome dip slippers
                          Grippin' on the lips of a stripper
                          If that's your bitch mister don't kiss her
                          If so you might as well kiss a pistol
                          'Cause all I do is shoot off in her whistler
                          She finna get my name on her shitter
                          And I ain't even hit her
                          My nigga Fat did her, and slid her to the rest of the Squidda
                          Forget her, another bitch just paged in
                          Weezy blazing, come through in something amazing
                          I ball so good I need a sports agent
                          Look at me and squint your eyes like Asains, what's wrong?
                          My jewelry's like a white boy, always stoned
                          I got a big home but I'm always gone
                          That's why your bath towels is always gone
                          Hoes I meet nowadays panties always gone
                          And baby after I fuck I'm always gone


                          [Lil' Wayne Rapping]
                          Homie I go hard, push a whip with no hair on its head
                          So all I'm feeling is air on my head
                          With some hoe that you might know, she sucking all the air out my head
                          Meet you close to knock you square out your head

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