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[Lil Wayne]
I got young money up,
and now I got my feet up,
tune in this b-tch tell my n-ggas throw them B's up
doing what the f-ck I want,
hate me all the f-ck you want,
real n-ggas f-ck with me and I don't give a f-ck who don't,
lock the CEO up,
and Im the CEO f-ck,
Prison in February and I ain't in no rush,
drink till I throw up,
n-gga roll more blunts,
ball so hard n-gga I gotta go pro once,
hit em with the shot gun,
call that sh-t the stop button,
call me doctor carter,
aka young wild n-gga,
aka no trial n-gga,
AK click clack blaw n-gga,
f-cking with the kid and you'll be missing like Bilal n-gga,
yeaaaaah, haha,
swagger stupid,
pack a Uzi,
hundred clips n-gga,
dats a movie,
aim at toupee,
you sweet as cool aid,
creme brulee,
Im sharp as blueray,
I f-ck her today,
then she gotta skate,
young lupe,
I hit the beat hard,
Bobby Boucher
I keep them tools on me,
get the screwface,
flowers for the dead,
heres a bouquet,
L's n-gga on every suitcase,
Y.M n-gga its a new day,
we the champions n-gga hoo-ray
yeah, hammer in the Louie duff,
take a n-gga b-tch she gave me brains until I knew enough,
bullet come too fast to adjust,
i don't give a f-ck about my roof that much,
so put it in my trunk and then the coupe sped up,
take the chopper out the trunk and just shoot that up,
I'm Weezy F and the F is for Flame,
eat these rappers chef of the game,
sh-t on the track, sh-t on the train,
murder the beat, the beat was slain,
rest in peace, thats a shame,
he kill anybody song,
versatile as f-ck I switch it up,
like Dennis Rodmans dome,
no homo you rock and roll,
rest in peace my Styrofoam,
now yall know what I be on,
get the f-ck off my d-ck, my cock, my balls,
big money my pockets long,
new orleans I got my home,
and they got my back pause,
no homo, no maricone,
smoking on that private grown,
he put me where I belong,
all about my cheese, cheddar, mozzarella, provolone,
f-ck her for an hour long,
let her take a shower gone,
sorry baby but I'm in the I don't wan be bothered zone
yeah,
your a groupie,
get on your dooday,
2 women give me head,
call that two faced,
b-tch I'm too great,
take your food tray,
I was born on doomsday
ain't no n-gga like me,
whats up to my gang,
big B's like a Breitling,
take a n-gga b-tch she ride my d-ck like she cycling,
then she can’t walk, run, jump like white men,
uhh, f-ck you n-ggas wan do,
no ceilings let the bullets rain on you,
Weezy F the F is for F-ck what you gon do,
make you people mourn you,
hehe, ok lets do it,
I got young money up,
and now I got my feet up,
tune in this b-tch tell my n-ggas throw them B's up
doing what the f-ck I want,
hate me all the f-ck you want,
real n-ggas f-ck with me and I don't give a f-ck who don't,
lock the CEO up,
and Im the CEO f-ck,
Prison in February and I ain't in no rush,
drink till I throw up,
n-gga roll more blunts,
ball so hard n-gga I gotta go pro once,
hit em with the shot gun,
call that sh-t the stop button,
call me doctor carter,
aka young wild n-gga,
aka no trial n-gga,
AK click clack blaw n-gga,
f-cking with the kid and you'll be missing like Bilal n-gga,
yeaaaaah, haha,
swagger stupid,
pack a Uzi,
hundred clips n-gga,
dats a movie,
aim at toupee,
you sweet as cool aid,
creme brulee,
Im sharp as blueray,
I f-ck her today,
then she gotta skate,
young lupe,
I hit the beat hard,
Bobby Boucher
I keep them tools on me,
get the screwface,
flowers for the dead,
heres a bouquet,
L's n-gga on every suitcase,
Y.M n-gga its a new day,
we the champions n-gga hoo-ray
yeah, hammer in the Louie duff,
take a n-gga b-tch she gave me brains until I knew enough,
bullet come too fast to adjust,
i don't give a f-ck about my roof that much,
so put it in my trunk and then the coupe sped up,
take the chopper out the trunk and just shoot that up,
I'm Weezy F and the F is for Flame,
eat these rappers chef of the game,
sh-t on the track, sh-t on the train,
murder the beat, the beat was slain,
rest in peace, thats a shame,
he kill anybody song,
versatile as f-ck I switch it up,
like Dennis Rodmans dome,
no homo you rock and roll,
rest in peace my Styrofoam,
now yall know what I be on,
get the f-ck off my d-ck, my cock, my balls,
big money my pockets long,
new orleans I got my home,
and they got my back pause,
no homo, no maricone,
smoking on that private grown,
he put me where I belong,
all about my cheese, cheddar, mozzarella, provolone,
f-ck her for an hour long,
let her take a shower gone,
sorry baby but I'm in the I don't wan be bothered zone
yeah,
your a groupie,
get on your dooday,
2 women give me head,
call that two faced,
b-tch I'm too great,
take your food tray,
I was born on doomsday
ain't no n-gga like me,
whats up to my gang,
big B's like a Breitling,
take a n-gga b-tch she ride my d-ck like she cycling,
then she can’t walk, run, jump like white men,
uhh, f-ck you n-ggas wan do,
no ceilings let the bullets rain on you,
Weezy F the F is for F-ck what you gon do,
make you people mourn you,
hehe, ok lets do it,
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