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    some of this might be wrong. feel free to post corrections.

    Nicki:
    i'm in the collard green, six cornbread an the guts
    got dat halloween kicks trick or treat in the clutch
    c'mon nigga is you trickin or what
    flow tighter than a dick in the butt
    jus hopped off the plane came back from van couv
    little white tee some boobs n bamboos
    white girls tell me hey nicki your camp rules
    is that why you get more head than shampoos.
    i sell em, like i make em. no oink fa me
    n i never let a d boy boink for free
    cuz its barbie bitch you can join the wave
    i done penny nickel dime. i done coined da fraze
    you cudnt beat me derre if ya had a lair
    indian style court side wit a cavalier
    vip roseas you can have a beer
    cuz honey when you gettin money y0u dont have a care.


    now Roger Dat, ro-ro-roger that

    Tyga:
    Young black ricos
    kill fa da c notes
    but me doe
    i jack son bitch tito
    she wanna play games
    but dis is not bingo
    monopoly im pass go
    gon head n deep throat
    4 chick 4 somes
    skin colors mocha
    sally and sonia put tha pussys on my totum
    pole
    wat stroke em
    strike ya like bowlin
    now open like ya yawnin
    its 6 in tha mornin
    sleepin on me probly in a coffin
    im hotter than the end of fuckin august
    im awesome
    repeat it to ya grandma n uncles my mothers
    tygas no dad but im tha ma fucka
    ma fuckas
    dis tha last supper
    look no hands
    ima bread cuffer
    i dont dare love her
    im a dare devil
    i dont fear nothin
    mafucka
    YOUNG MONEY!



    (chorus).

    Wayne:
    i'm goin in!
    Fresh off tha jet, sharper than gillette
    the blunt still wet, so pass it like brett
    we sips out a mug, we call it upset
    smoke more than 4 quarters we call it sudden death
    ima beast
    you a pet
    aka long neck
    keith sweat
    weezy mothafucka
    capo n dis bitch wit me
    money talks n have a convo n dis bitch wit me
    im mountain high, colorado in dis bitch wit me
    flow crazy 730 you jus 650
    20 bullets from the chopper take the roof off
    laughin to the bank
    im a goof ball haha
    its ym
    n we at ya neck like a violin
    its our world
    we make it spin
    n yall tha prey..AMEN

    now roger dat
    roger dat
    where rog at
    i heard rog a rat
    fuck around n neva get rogered back
    hahaha ah!
    && i be runnin round gettin high on love

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    • #3
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      props
      and didnt find any errors, i think :suprised: awesome!

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      • #4
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        thanks it's tough understandin some of the things they say. there's def some wrong stuff, but once i figure it out i'll make sure to post em

        lil wayne and young moula alll dayyy
        && i be runnin round gettin high on love

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        • #5
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          Originally posted by ginara
          some of this might be wrong. feel free to post corrections.

          Nicki:
          i'm in the collard green, six cornbread an the guts
          got dat halloween kicks trick or treat in the clutch
          c'mon nigga is you trickin or what
          flow tighter than a dick in the butt
          jus hopped off the plane came back from van couv
          little white tee some boobs n bamboos
          white girls tell me hey nicki your camp rules
          is that why you get more head than shampoos.
          ah salam a lake em no oink fa me
          n i never let a d boy boink for free
          cuz its barbie bitch you can join the wave
          i done penny nickel dime. i done coined da prhase
          you couldnt beat me there if you had a lear
          indian style court side wit a cavalier
          vip rosay you can have a beer
          cuz honey when you gettin money you dont have a care.

          now Roger Dat, ro-ro-roger that

          Tyga:
          Young black ricos
          kill fa da c notes
          but me doe
          i jack son bitch tito
          she wanna play games
          but dis is not bingo
          monopoly im pass go
          gon head n deep throat
          4 chick 4 somes
          skin colors mocha
          sally and sonia put tha pussys on my totum
          pole vault stroke em
          strike ya like bowlin
          now open like ya yawnin
          its 6 in tha mornin
          sleepin on me probly in a coffin
          im hotter than the end of fuckin august
          im awesome
          repeat it to ya grandma n uncles my mothers
          tygas no dad but im tha ma fucka
          ma fuckas
          dis tha last supper
          look no hands
          ima bread cuffer
          i dont dare love her
          im a dare devil
          i dont fear nothin
          mafucka
          YOUNG MONEY!



          (chorus).

          Wayne:
          i'm goin in!
          Fresh off tha jet, sharper than gillette
          the blunt still wet, so pass it like brett
          we sips out a mug, we call it upset
          smoke more than 4 quarters we call it sudden death
          ima beast
          you a pet
          ak long neck
          keith sweat
          weezy mothafucka
          capo n dis bitch wit me
          money talks n have a convo n dis bitch wit me
          im mountain high, colorado in dis bitch wit me
          flow crazy 730 you jus 650
          20 bullets from the chopper take the roof off
          laughin to the bank
          im a goof ball haha
          its ym
          n we at ya neck like a violin
          its our world
          we make it spin
          n yall tha prey..AMEN

          now roger dat
          roger dat
          where rog at
          i heard rog a rat
          fuck around n neva get roger back
          hahaha ah!
          the bold stuff is the corrections

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          • #6
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            wow good job on dat

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            • #7
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              Wayne fuckin killed it
              Bitch I don't give a motherfuck, yea I'm leanin, bout to pour me up another cup. Yea I'm high, bout to roll me up another blunt

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