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  • #25


    I'm tired of these motherfuckers, cut strings
    I'm first string
    Been saying more shit than the nurse seen since thirteen
    Don't seem to get why you earthlings observe me
    It irks me
    The cleanest shit come dirt cheap
    I'm dirt deep, to stay awake forever is my worst dream
    I search scenes to work schemes on the first fiend at first sight
    You know it's paradise when you see blurred lights
    You on your third strike
    - Lil Wayne - Third Strike
    Last edited by Anthony20rty; 09-24-2018, 11:56 AM.


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    • #26


      Weezy F natural birth baby
      Prp's, SB's, matching shirt, maybe
      White-T, neck V, glasses are Versace
      Married to the Mob but I'm a bachelor baby
      Love is in the air I put on a gas mask
      I rather be head first than ass last
      I'm a gorilla call me Sasquatch
      And I keep my army with me like M.A.S.H
      Light up the purp pass it like Steve Nash
      Bitch I'm so hot I'll give your ass a heat rash
      Young Money boy I'm on O-three cash
      Such a CEO like my homie D-Dash
      Yeah, we mash like Pac and the Outlaws
      And we stand-up and try not to down-fall
      I'm trying to reach my goal like a round-ball
      Freddy Adu anything for the crown ya'll
      Or David Beckham only pay'em or respect'em
      Pop one, pop two, bitch I'm on a triple decker
      Icicle on my necklace on my cashmere sweater
      Keep a shotgun I'm a Hunter like Heather
      Yessir shut up and listen to the professor
      Or it could get ugly like Esther
      Whether in the South or that West Coast weather
      I'm poppin', Malone and Stockton
      - Glasses Malone - Haterz (ft. Birdman & Lil Wayne)
      Last edited by Anthony20rty; 07-16-2018, 02:14 PM.


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      • #27
        Originally posted by Anthony20rty View Post


        - Glasses Malone - Haterz (ft. Birdman & Lil Wayne)

        could you go the last verse of zoo? and the 'don't touch me now remix' verse

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        • #28


          Now bring it back to Hollygrove, yeah Hollygrove
          Around park had work by the slidin' boards
          Around park, you get murked by the slidin' boards
          17th ward animals and dinosaurs

          Tyrannosaurs Rex just to test me
          It's M.O.B 'til the mortician dress me
          And that's deep, you run up on Eagle Street
          Belfast and Monroe be right at your front door

          Knock knock, hello, there goes several fellows
          With clips to the elbows, hell rose
          And tell them niggas he was hustlin' 'til hell froze
          Hollygrove ain't no motherfuckin' Melrose

          Hollywood ain't no motherfuckin' Hollygrove
          And they can find your ass Monday in your Friday clothes
          Or they can find you part dead on Father's Day
          Hollygrove, U.S.A. where Maine and Carter stay
          - Lil Wayne - Zoo (ft. Mack Maine)


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          • #29


            Jump on the track like Michael Jeffrey
            Even the referee say 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 the temperature rose to five and
            Two o's that's five hundred degrees for those who know
            My fire's higher than a liars, we don't burn rubber, we burn tires
            We riders, 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 mate either way you on my plate gettin 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 theurn by your picture
            Boy we ain't playin Weezy baby, he the man
            Hotter than the Peter Pan to a wet bare hand
            - Busta Rhymes - Don't Touch Me (Rmx) (ft. Reek Da Villain, Spliff Star, Big Daddy Kane, Nas, The Game & Lil Wayne)
            Last edited by Anthony20rty; 10-06-2018, 01:01 AM.


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            • #30
              Originally posted by Anthony20rty View Post


              - Busta Rhymes - Don't Touch Me (Rmx) (ft. Reek Da Villain, Spliff Star, Big Daddy Kane, Nas, The Game & Lil Wayne)

              Great job as always. Could you do his verses of "Tha Blues" and "Let's Go" from the Lights Out Album?

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              • #31


                Everybody freeze and drop when Lil Weezy cock
                And niggas be like Q-Tip cause they breathe 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 releasin' 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 sleepin', take yo child with me
                I'm wild, and Weezy more violent then 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
                - Lil Wayne - Tha Blues

                - - - Updated - - -



                Ok, I'm shining, beaming, glossing
                Big timing, stunting and flossing
                Dangerous, approach with caution
                If I sneeze, you in a coffin
                Chasing paper, we do that often
                Two bad bitches, thick like horses
                Let 'em snort cocaine at a party
                Leave 'em stiff like rigor mortis
                Don't try to race, this car got horses
                The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
                Flow so dope, man, you can't copy
                You can't bite it, you can't forge it
                I got bars with more in storage
                Watch me blossom, watch me flourish
                If you try to touch my porridge
                You will feel my chucks like Norris
                All my bitches think I'm gorgeous
                Get a massage while I'm recording
                Single like a dollar bill
                I am a free man, call me Morgan
                Come and slob on my knob like corn on the cob
                Check in with me and go and do your job
                Now lay in the bed and then give me head
                I don't have to ask, I don't have to beg
                Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six Mafia
                In the Phantom of the Opera
                Choppers from Yugoslavia
                Bake niggas like tilapia
                L.A.T., Young Money mafia
                Try but it ain't no stopping us
                Why? We back by popular demand
                Quit baller-blocking us
                Lord Gudda, praise a nigga
                MOB, I'm brazy, nigga
                Hard at work, I'm slaving, nigga
                Yeah, surf's up, I'm wavy, nigga
                Percocet and Adderall, man, I could walk on water
                I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
                I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm racing, nigga
                Cruise control, I'm pacing nigga, turn around, I'm waving, nigga
                Gudda!
                - L.A.T - Loyalty

                @Gudda Gudda

                Hoe, you know it's LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
                On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch

                And you know Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining to shit
                Fat head, long neck she 'bout to strangle this dick
                I got more bang bang in a stick than butane in a bic
                I got my whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
                I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
                I got more shit and piss and make more money than sense
                She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips
                She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her lips
                LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that's length and width
                Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
                It's the return of the Blood, 'bout to turn up and thug
                We wan' know who got the chicken and show the colonel the gun
                Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in ones
                Make her milk these fuckin' niggas like some Cap'n Crunch
                Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain't cram for one
                All these fuckin' karats on me, bitch, I'm Rabbit son
                Happy birthday, I already got the gift of gab at one
                Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue
                Play pussy, get fucked; play ass, get stuck
                Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that grass get cut
                Duct tape and we quackin' up then beat 'em with more bats
                Than uh, vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust
                Buried just for staring, yellow tape like canaries
                We all bite and no talk, my sharks breaking your aquarium
                Out of the ordinary and went in to the art of hustling
                When you see them thieves coming
                Know that loyalty's amongst them

                L.A.T.!
                - L.A.T - Loyalty




                Last edited by Anthony20rty; 10-12-2018, 12:44 AM.


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                • #32
                  you lowkey the most underrated person on this forum

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                  • #33


                    Woo, this that shit they didn’t want me on
                    I’m ‘bout to act abadonkadonk, shamone, shamone
                    Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
                    The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
                    I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want
                    I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't
                    Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
                    That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin'like Jimmy Hoffa
                    AK-Fourty Seven my business partner, business is swell
                    French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
                    I push his ass in the wishin'
                    well, then wish him well
                    Sippin'
                    syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
                    From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
                    I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
                    These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little gals
                    Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nail
                    - Lil Wayne - Glory
                    Uh, glory, hallelujah
                    Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure
                    I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
                    I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
                    And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters
                    You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
                    I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Fruit Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
                    I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory
                    - Lil Wayne- Glory

                    I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Fruit Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
                    I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
                    I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
                    Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
                    I drive in neutral, shock the future like Docter Luther
                    I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
                    My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
                    I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than tigers, Nikes, Pumas
                    Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on
                    My weed louder than underarms and car alarms
                    Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long
                    I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board
                    But all this fuckin' artist drawin' is the art of war
                    These niggas' soft as teddy bears,talk to Marky Mark
                    I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
                    I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?
                    - Lil Wayne - Glory

                    Uh, glory, hallelujah
                    Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
                    Unload the Glock profusely, when sortin' out confusion
                    Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
                    I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins
                    Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
                    Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
                    It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin'
                    Lord, oh,
                    Lord
                    - Lil Wayne - Glory

                    Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe
                    I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
                    The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
                    My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
                    She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
                    We got that white girl like in the eightys, that Marcia Brady
                    I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
                    I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
                    Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental
                    Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
                    That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy
                    Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
                    Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies
                    No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus
                    No stress, no worries, hook you to a respiratory
                    It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glor
                    y
                    - Lil Wayne - Glory

                    Uh, glory, hallelujah
                    Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser
                    My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users
                    You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus
                    My tires Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless
                    My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies
                    I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human
                    You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi
                    You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em
                    - Lil Wayne - Glory


                    Last edited by Anthony20rty; 10-22-2018, 12:56 PM.


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                    • #34
                      Could you do his verse on BG's "You Know How We Do":
                      https://youtu.be/PNAKeX1GF0o

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                      • #35
                        What other rapper comes close to Lil Wayne at rapping like this ?

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                        • #36
                          Originally posted by YMCMB357 View Post
                          What other rapper comes close to Lil Wayne at rapping like this ?
                          Nobody fucking with Wayne's rhymes.



                          I pass with the top off like my car was named Lil' Kim
                          The lil 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 doin' a hundred and thirty
                          Come back doin twenty-five in a hunter Excursion
                          Open mouth and it'll beam like the sun is emergin
                          When I'm out, women scream like they thumbin a virgin
                          Hummers be swervin like I'm passin y'all in speedinggo-carts
                          She think she look like a basketball season score chart
                          - B.G - You Know How We Do (ft. Lil Wayne)
                          Last edited by Anthony20rty; 02-08-2019, 07:54 PM.


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