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Lil Wayne Lyrics - D!ck Pleaser

2012-06-04T15:38:00.000-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - The Bandits
"D!ck Pleaser"
(feat. Jae Millz)

[Wayne]
I gotta b@#ch named keisha she a real d##k pleasa.
But shawty from cuba still workin on her visa.
Her girlfriend lisa met her in porta rica.
How she dont suck di#k but expect for me to eat her.?
That hoe crazy man and you dont wanna meet her.
But her home girl nita swallow cum by the liter.
She look good in boyshorts and a beater.
But this other girl quita way sexier den nita.
I aint lyin she da...
Hottest bitch heatah...
But ima fuk#$n freezah...
Yea ima fuk#$n leave her...
Yea ima fukkin eagle...
Flyya and deepa...
Smoke like a coheba...
Ya hoe gimme cerebral...
Now get low and touch ya toes for my people.
An if you aint fukkin them then you aint fukkin me either.
Ya think ya man hot well fukk it me ether.
Heard I got gwap wanna kick it like f.i.f.a.
Everyday christmas cause im smokin that reefa.
Keep alotta bitches like queen latifah.
I am southern land not keifer.
Y-M-E fa...
Young money entertainment...
Run dummy finna bang it.
You want beef then my money wil arrange it.
I am not fukkin fina aim it.
But dat nina raw shout for me when im angry.
Yeah hollygrove beeyaatch.
Sloppy like joe ya bettah go get G.I.
All my guns knee high...
M-o-n-e-y...
Thats what I re-ly...on...im gone.
He high yup im 3high.
Im jus schoolin these fukks like de-vry.
College institution...
Violence and confusion...
Stop with your excuses...
Hip-hop I am seducin...
Eat ya like prodcers.
Eat ya like produce.
Man I fukk ya girl till her pussy got no juice.
Now she cant produce.
So you wont be needin that baby.
Cause all you really need is weezy f. baby.

[DJ Drama]
Aiight lemme vent for a minute...see the problem I got with the game is...
Theres no gate keepers in hiphop!...whose lettin these wack niggas in?...
I mean can somebody please put a combination lock on the door?...
And stop givin out the code!...got damn!

...hey millz show em how its done!

[Jae Millz]
I know a chick named tanya from around the way.
She used to go to catholic school back in the day.
Now she strippin in Sue's for a stack a day.
But she bring it all to daddy so thats okay.
I gotta bitch name lola.
True dick smokah.
Part-time broker.
Late nite she work at strokers.
Her cousin name mocha got an insane spine.
An its crazy cause I fukked em both at the same time.
I even gotta bitch in the bay named jessica.
I swear she might give the best mouth in america.
Vanessa gotta attitude but her ass mean.
She remind me of this hoe I used to fukk named sabrina.
Ugly lil thang from the home of the ravens.
I only kept her round cause her ass was amazin.
Tiffany and emily my bonifed sluts.
When I cum they touch tounges and share dat nut.
Gotta white chick down in florida name sasha.
On my momma her head golden like an oscar.
And I met her thru tasha.
At the condo she let me fukk her on the washa.
September nigga so you kno he nasty.
And if she nasty we do the nasty.
Nah I tell a bitch like this.
You gotta take like 10 dicks.
Before you meet the president.
Young money.

(Gangsta Grillz You Bastard!)

[Wayne]
I kno this one hunny.
I call her trackstar cause when we fukk she run from me.
And im hella fly and her dude dum bummy.
And I dont get girls I make her get one for me.
My weed real clummy and real gummy.
And my flow is harder then an anvil hunny.
Shoot these niggas wit the hand held hunny.
I paper chase fukk stand still money.
Niggas kill wit me and kill for me.
Best believe we ridin if the fan belt runnin.
Leave a muthafukka jus layin there bloody.
Im from the dirty and I make it rain damn thats muddy.
She just wanna be my cutty buddy.
And on these tracks I go nutty buddy.
What it dizzle.?
Iz you or iz you aint...my...fate.?

Future the Rapper Lyrics – Aint No Way Around It

2012-05-30T14:56:00.000-04:00

Future Lyrics - Aint No Way Around It

"Future the Rapper Lyrics"

Aint No Way Around It Lyrics

[Hook]

A bi#$h Gon Be A bi#$h
A Ho Gon Be A Ho
A Killa Gon Be A Killa
Dats All Ya Need To Know
Ain No Way Around It, (Ain No Way Around It)
Ain No Way Around It, (Ain No Way Around It)
A Dealer Gon Be A Dealer
A Plug Gon Be A Plug
My ni##as Dem My ni##as
We Just Like Blood
Ain No Way Around It, (Ain No Way Around It)
Ain No Way Around It, (Ain No Way Around It)

[Verse]

I Had A Young Hot Thang
She Fucked My Bro And She Gave Him Brains
And She Expect For Me To Love Her
I Could Never Be A LAME
Im Attracted To Her Sexually
But She Ain My Main Dame
We Can Be The Best Of Friends Shawty
But You Off The Chain
See Ain Gon Hold It Against Ya
Ima Keep It Pimpin Wit Ya
Dont You Come At Me Wit Issues
Ain Tryna Get All In Your Mixture
I Ain Tryn Come And Get Ya
You Can Meet Me Somewhere On Peachtree
At The W on 14th
Ain Tryna Fuck No Ho Tryna Know Me
And They Wanna Fuck My Homie
Already Smashed The Homies
Half Of These bi#$hes Phony
Singin A Lil Song Like Toni
Ms. Braxton
You The Action
Stop Actin
Just Another Sad Love Song
Waitin To Happen
[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Lil Woodi Strapped
With That Flame
And He Ready To Bust A Brain
You Can't Tell The Homie Nothin
He Dunn Felt To Much Pain
He Addicted To The Game
Some ni##as ROB
Some ni##as SLANG
Do Whatever To Maintain
Travel All Way To WACO
Get Them Numbers For The LowLow
Bigger The Risk The Bigger The Check
We Watch For PO-PO
Make Sure You Keep Ya Eyes Open
When You Drivin Down 1-0
That Interstate Ain't No Joke
When You Ridin With Co-Co
When You Got Hands Like These
You Can Count Money With Your Eyes Closed
When You Spend Cheese Like This
You Send Killas To ni##as Front Door
Half Of These ni##as Front For
bi#$hes For Extra Convo
Really Plugged In With MIGOS
Go Blind And Still Can C-NOTES

[Hook]

Future (rapper) Lyrics – Birds Take A Bath

2012-05-30T14:15:00.001-04:00

Future Lyrics - Birds Take A Bath

"(rapper) Future Lyrics"

"Birds Take A Bath"
Featuring: Young Jeezy & Young Scotter
[Hook:]

Birds take a bath
And then they come out clean
Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Let Them Birds take a bath (splash)
And if it come out clean
Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Let the Birds take a bath

They come out Charlie Sheen (winning)
They come out coop machines
They shoulda came with wings
How they flying in
Man I'm on that lean
In the house with green
In the house with yay
Man we need a mask
All these dope fumes (Don't sniff)
While we count this cash
Straight drop class
Put it in a freezer
Put it on a block
Give them J's a teaser
They gave my dope a name
They call this dope diesel
You need some gambino
You be fly like a eagle
We move them bands like cheetah
Get you a egg beater
And a half a square
Whip you a brick fair

[Hook:]

Let them Birds take a bath
And then they come out clean
Let them Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Let them Birds take a bath
And if it come out clean
Let them Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Let them Birds take a bath

I mean some birds in the shower dawg
Pass me the bounty dawg
Quick picker upper
Look at this motherf@#ker
His rhyme is a paper plate
I chop 'em like paper stakes
My life is a marathon
Cause I'm on the paper chase
My dog caught a paper case
He had too much paper on him
He said it was routine
I said they was waiting on him
Them fed they just chase the sack
Them J they just taste the crack
These dumb niggas chasing hos
And me I'm chasing racks
Cause we offer fifty sacs
Fuck up bout thirty racks
Go drop me twelve bars
And get that there right back
My aunty say what's that smell
She said it is smellin' sour
I find it hard to believe
I just got 'em out the shower

[Hook:]

Birds take a bath
And then they come out clean
Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Birds take a bath
And if it come out clean
Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Birds take a bath

I just want the birds off
They cup all my phones off
They know how to clean them up
That fat one's a eagles ni##a
The stash I was passing
Cook out some six kits
You know I got birds ni##@
I get them for zero
Clean them with remix
The bird bought me everything
The bird bought me diamond chain
Got bricks call me bird man
She bring me a cash money
Like nipsey and marathon
Yeah I'm on juuga-thon
I can't stop counting up
Them birds come every day
Plus I see them everywhere
Just send me a stork ni##@
Get him the next day
Birds take a bath
I put em right on the express way

[Hook:]

Birds take a bath
And then they come out clean
Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green
Birds take a bath
And if it come out clean
Birds take a bath
Watch it come out green Birds take a bath

The Rapper Future Quotes - George Jefferson on a...

2012-05-30T13:53:00.003-04:00

Future Quotes- George Jefferson on a motorcycle...

"Future(rapper) Quotes"

George Jefferson on a motorcycle
Im spiked up like a bad drink
93 that good supreme, with all that stress uh blow a gas tank.
I work hard and it came out I turnt up, turnt ya b@#tch out
And I went from dead broke to layin up in a pent house.
Aint no secret when ya leakin
I woke up this evenin, then i seen a demon
Im on that pure codein-and tryna clear my thoughts
Ni$$as wont feel my pain, all they see is fame and what it brings
I paid dues, graduated from finess school
Ill show improv, Ill never lose.
I too smart
I shoulda went to harvard
Drinkin out the bottle
Dolding my cigar

Future(rapper) Quotes Rock star outta space...

2012-05-30T13:49:00.002-04:00

Future Quotes- Rock star outta space...

"Future (the rapper) Quotes"

Rock star outta space
Pent house hide away
Foutain Blue get-a-way
King of diamonds, where I lay.

Future (Rapper) Quotes - I got blue stripes...

2012-05-30T13:43:00.001-04:00

Future Quotes- I got blue stripes, thats 30 years and running...

"Future(rapper) Quotes"

I got blue stripes, thats 30 years and running,
i should be with Big Meech cause im getting so much money,
I started off connected and then i washed my hands,
dont nothing touch it,
if it aint them bands.
I prayed to Masia told him, I want it all.

Lil Wayne Lollipop Video Feat Static Major

2012-05-25T20:10:00.000-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne |Lil Wayne - Lollipop ft. Static

Lil Wayne Video - Lollipop ft. Static

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing Lollipop. (C) 2008 Cash Money Records Inc.. "Lollipop" is the first single from Lil Wayne's sixth studio album, Tha Carter III. The track features the late R&B artist, Grammy Award-Winning, Stephen Ellis Garrett (November 11, 1974 – February 25, 2008) known to fans as Static Major. The song was released digitally on March 13, 2008. The song is Lil Wayne's & Static Major's most successful to date, spending 5 non-consecutive weeks atop the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

R.I.P. Stephen Ellis Garrett (November 11, 1974 – February 25, 2008) Static Major! A man who is not only a Louisville Legend but whom is also a hand in the molding of all R n B/Rap music played today!

Lil Wayne Bruno Mars Video Mirror

2012-05-25T19:41:00.001-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne | Lil Wayne - Mirror ft. Bruno Mars

Lil Wayne Video - Mirror ft. Bruno Mars

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing Mirror. © 2012 Cash Money Records/Young Money Ent./Universal Rec. Another For the very first time, a pop artist "Bruno Mars" has featured Lil Wayne in his song called Mirror.

Lil Wayne Rick Ross Video John

2012-05-25T19:40:00.000-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne | Lil Wayne - John (Explicit) ft. Rick Ross

Lil Wayne Video - John (Explicit) ft. Rick Ross

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing John. (C) 2011 Cash Money Records Inc. This video is featuring Rick Ross.

Lil Wayne Eminem Video No Love

2012-05-25T19:38:00.001-04:00

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Lil Wayne Video Eminem - No Love ft. Lil Wayne

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Lil Wayne Music video by Eminem performing No Love. (C) 2010 Aftermath Records.The song features American rapper Lil Wayne. It impacted radio on October 5, 2010. "No Love" was produced by American hip hop record producer Just Blaze. The song samples "What Is Love" by Haddaway".

Lil Wayne Nicki Minaj Video Knockout

2012-05-25T19:37:00.001-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne | Lil Wayne - Knockout ft. Nicki Minaj

Lil Wayne Video - Knockout ft. Nicki Minaj

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing Knockout. (C) 2010 Cash Money Records Inc. This video is featuring Nicki Minaj.

Lil Wayne Video Got Money feat T Pain

2012-05-25T19:34:00.002-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne | Lil Wayne - Got Money ft. T-Pain

Lil Wayne Video - Got Money ft. T-Pain

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing Got Money. YouTube view counts pre-VEVO: 10,804,746 (C) 2008 Cash Money Records Inc. In this video another raper called "T-pain" has been featured. The video comprises of a bank looting by Lil Wayne.

Lil Wayne Video Go DJ

2012-05-25T19:23:00.001-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne | Lil Wayne - Go DJ

Lil Wayne Video - Go DJ

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing Go DJ. (C) 2004 Cash Money Records Inc. The video was shot in a jail casting the lives of prisoners and their way of living inside a jail.

Lil Wayne Video 6 Foot 7 Foot

2012-05-25T19:15:00.002-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne |Lil Wayne - 6 Foot 7 Foot (Explicit) ft. Cory Gunz

Lil Wayne Video - 6 Foot 7 Foot (Explicit) ft. Cory Gunz

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Lil Wayne Money Records Inc., Manufactured and Marketed by Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.Another Lil Wayne experiment featuring Cory Gunz.

Lil Wayne Video How To Love

2012-05-25T19:14:00.002-04:00

Lil Wayne Video | Watch Videos of Lil Wayne | How To Love | Shazam Version

Lil Wayne Video How To Love (Shazam Version)

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Lil Wayne Music video by Lil Wayne performing How To Love (Shazam Version). © 2011 Cash Money Records Inc. Detail revealed that the video had been written entirely by Wayne himself, and felt that the video would "have a big, big effect, and it's going to shock you because [of] the perspective you might look at it as".

Lil Wayne Lyrics - She Will (Remix) with T.I.

2012-05-25T13:40:00.003-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - She Will (Remix)t

"Lil Wayne Lyrics"

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"She Will (Remix)"
(feat. Drake & T.I.)
[T.I.]
I mean forgive me for being so straightforward but it’s beena minute since I’ve been here
And umm, I mean if you will just take a second to look around man
You know what I’m saying, it’s a bunch of shit
And I know you don’t do this often but I’m the exception
Do it for me huh, pop that pussy for a real nigga ma
Lets go

Say bruh, I’m so official outta sight
What’s about me not to like
I put that pipe inside her like my diamonds are her guiding light
I’m dynamite, K-I-N-G P-I-M-P, admire me
A plethora of fan freaks trailing right behind me
Killer shit, turn a clug to a crime scene
Pocket full of money like I run a crime ring
Million dollar chain, everything shining
It’s safe to say I do my thing honey, nah mean
Bunch of young [?], no Chinese
And been stuck together like they siamese
A friendly rub, way to feel her, she say “God leave”
I say I’m tryna touch her hard, close ya eyes, breathe
Now she running from me, but she ain't tryna leave
I keep a quarter key of [?] that's a nine piece
Legs open curtain closed, rock solid hurting hoes
Buss it open, sure she will, who else is there to do it for
Fo’sho

[Drake]
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,

Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I tell her “now go on, pop that pussy for me”
Haters can’t see me, but them bitches still looking for me
And you could take that to the bank and deposit that
Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back
Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack
I’m all about “I” give the rest of the vowels back
I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine
Eat her til she cry, call that “wine and dine”
Try to check me and I’mma have ‘em checkin’ pulses
They say chose wisely, that's why I was chosen
Rocking like asphalt, its the cash fault
Looked in the face of death and took it’s mask off
Now I like my house big and my grass soft
I like my girl face South and her ass North
But I’m Ray Charles to the bullshit
Now hop up on my dick and do a full split!

[Drake - Chorus x2]

Lil Wayne Lyrics - She Will (Remix)

2012-05-25T13:38:00.004-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - She Will (Remix)

"Lil Wayne Lyrics"

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"She Will (Remix)"
(feat. Drake & Rick Ross)
[Lil Wayne]
I tell her "now goin pop that pu#sy for a real ni#ga"
I already know that life is deep but I still dig her
Ni#gas is jealous but really I couldn’t care less
I’m in hell’s kitchen with an apron and a hair net
Devil on my shoulder, the lord as my witness
So on my Libra scale, I’m weighing sins and forgiveness
What goes around, comes around like a hula hoop
Karma is a bitch? Well just make sure that bitch is beautiful
Life on the edge, I’m dangling my feet
I tried to pay attention but attention paid me
Haters can’t see me, nose bleed seats
And today I went shopping and talk is still cheap
I rock to the beat of my drumset
I’ve been at the top for a while and I ain't jump yet
But I’m Ray Charles to the bullshit
Now jump up on that dick and do a full split

[Drake]
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,

Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I tell her “now go on, pop that pussy for me”
Haters can’t see me, but them bitches still looking for me
And you could take that to the bank and deposit that
Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back
Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack
I’m all about “I” give the rest of the vowels back
I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine
Eat her til she cry, call that “wine and dine”
Try to check me and I’mma have ‘em checkin’ pulses
They say chose wisely, that's why I was chosen
Rocking like asphalt, its the cash fault
Looked in the face of death and took it’s mask off
Now I like my house big and my grass soft
I like my girl face South and her ass North
But I’m Ray Charles to the bullshit
Now hop up on my dick and do a full split!

[Drake - Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
Pandemonium, she cause that
Toss it up, and I stuff ‘em where her draws at
That’s on everything like feets that’s on my floor mats
Red bottoms, spikes on ‘em, that’s yo stacks
Speakin’ Spanish while she tannin’, body no fat
Shawty body body got me on my 4th stack
Pink champagne, order more yak
Rollin’ airplanes, where I land at?
I levitate over numbers you niggas never make
The Columbians callin’, I tell ‘em “perate”
Every summer I celebrate with a new estate
Let’s get the fuck out this club, call it the great escape
She wrap her lips ’round a nigga, just like a chinchilla
Crap table Bellagio, I’m a big tipper
My life a stage I need her just to stand on it
Everyday she look back, I toss a band on it

[Drake - Chorus]

Lil Wayne Lyrics - That's What They Call

2012-05-25T13:38:00.000-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - That's What They Call

"Lil Wayne Lyrics"

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"That's What They Call"
(feat. Gudda Gudda)
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some pussy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthafucking laker
I don’t love them hoes, fuck that pussy till its aching
Pass a bitch like Troy Aikman
Man, gangsta’s don’t die, gangsta’s go to Vegas
We don’t need no navigation, we go where the money takes us
Muthafucking fools, like the first of fucking April
I aint never been a pussy, have you ever been in pussy
Thats so muthafucking good, feel like a treasure in a pussy
I’m a shovel in a pussy, or devil to them pussy
Spill the champagne on them pussies
Yeah, same shit different rest room
Stop playing, I turn ya chest into a flesh wound
Ha, you would never guess who in my guest room
Now they saying “just me Tune!”

[Hook]
Tunechi, that what they call me man
Bitch dog muthafucker, you’s a Pomeranian
They say fuck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
in my momma name…guns in my momma name
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
I’m smoked out, I’m by myself
Bitch, I’m a king no matter how the cards are dealt
It’s Young Money or it’s take money
Long hair don’t care, call me jake sully
Pay me or pay for me
I tell em hoes stay on ya toes, ballet for me
Momma pray for me
Goons spray for me
I have em bring me your head on a tray for me
Cut the brain raw, pussy ass nigga I’m at your chest like a training bra
Tune talk that shit that rip straight through the kevlar
Pull a bitch over, dump his ass in a reservour
Real nigga repertoire
Add five or six blunts to the head, it helps
Reportin’ live from the top of the food chain
We eatin man, now what my name?
Tunchi, yep! That what they call me man

[Hook]

[Gudda Gudda]
Gudda Gudda, double G, it’s all the same
The game aint never been the same since the Carter came
And I stay high bitch, fly like the largest plane
You Captain save a ho, cuffin like a sargeant man
Duck tap eon the handle of my pistol nigga
And I don’t spit no more I drool like a retarded man
Shawty on my lap, watch me pump pump up the party man
Dont you hold a grudge cause your bitch chose me, I’m sorry man
Young nigga with old school, game like an Atari man
Thats your ho callin’ man
I’m Gudda Gudda bitch, thats what they call me man

[Hook]

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Talk 2 Me

2012-05-25T13:37:00.003-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Talk 2 Me

"Lil Wayne Lyrics"

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"Talk 2 Me"
Now shorty let's get down to business
If you want it, you can get it
All you gotta do is hit me and it's on
I know it's been a minute, and you ain't got time for gimmicks
But I'm comin' to my senses, I was wrong (I was wrong)
But when you roll like me, on your own like me
You gonna wake up all alone and you will see, see, see
I'm at an all time low, we don't talk no more
'Cause I want you back, I need you girl, that's all I know

Now talk to me, talk to me, talk
Walk with me, walk with me, walk
I know these things that we said
How can we stop and leave all?

How can we ruin something so perfect, so fluent?
We was young, we was dumb, we ain't know what was doing
But now that we older, older
Lets take these things slower, slower
Reset the button, button
And start it all over, over
I cannot stop what I feel, you ain't a notch in my belt
I ain't gonna lie to you girl, I want you all to myself
And forgive for being stingy though
Take you all the places that you swear you never been before
Why is this so difficult? This should be the easy part
Believe me if you need me, ain't no way we finna keep apart

No matter where I go, no matter who I'm with
I always think of you, 'cause baby you the shhh
I love your body, girl, there's no denying that
I will not rest, I will not sleep, like an insomniac
I keep you up all night, you know I get it right
I give it to you fast or slow, or any way you like
So give it one more chance
Now how you want it,
If we pick up where we parted
We can finish what we started, girl...

Lil Wayne Lyrics - The Bandits

2012-05-25T13:37:00.002-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - The Bandits

"Lil Wayne Lyrics"

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"The Bandits"
Act like they did something
Ain't never did shit for me

[Lloyd:]
Make way for the rookie of the year
Bout duck-duck-goose off Pimp Juice and Belvedere
See I'm pouring out my liquor for my niggas that ain't here
And any day-to-day shedding tattoo tears
But I'm cool cause Weezy F's with me
Young Money clique Murder Inc family
Raised in the A and I'm born uptown
Cross Martin Luther King
Callio gon' lay it down
Yeah nigga act up whussup
Tell my nigga Tad he better rough them
Your girl open wide like them doors on my trucks
And my niggas bustin' niggas like they don't give a fuck

[Lil Wayne:]
They got the God in the buildin' J.R.
Park all of my car in the buildin' no superstar
Nigga I'm harder than the buildin'
The Carter the buildin'
Give quarters to pilgrims; Thanksgiving
I ain't giving no slack, bitch I'm black
And the President ain't never been that
Shit I'm ridin' with Lloyd
He lookin' for a freak-azoid
I'm like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with Ashanti'
I make her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em
Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need some new shoes
I'm thinkin' bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those
I'm too cold shit I spit frostbite
Nigga I'm too raw I spit off-white
I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's been a hard night
It's a hard knock life my lil nigga J still double-up twice
My lil nigga Marl still livin' on the block
With a nigga that he beefin' with but he still eatin' shit pleasantly
It's whatever B, we ain't on no scary shit
You goin' down I'm obliged on some Mary shit
I get bread like the Dairy bitch
I chop you up like the Deli bitch
I'm at the supermarket
I'm on isle 17 that's Hollygrove
Apple & Eagle street tell 'em holla, hoe
I put the sizzurp down then I swallow mo'
I take a hit of the dutch...

Lil Wayne Lyrics - The Only Reason

2012-05-25T13:37:00.000-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - The Only Reason

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"The Only Reason"
[LIL WAYNE:]
Man a Rasta, shata, him oh fire and nobody enter
Them troop shoot them run like them playa's oprah
They know me kingdom, make em scream like em see em opera
They smoke em weed, love em green like em grasshopper
Man ah, drink a bottle of crystal, and baby Ana Baka
But dnt think man slip, hima dreadda... wat the picture wanta
Man a getin money, get tha bread to him bout stoppa
Youngmoney done done fly like em helicopter
U really wanna know wat goes in a nigga fofo
Bulletshot found on the street, I'm yellow dem voko
The president try and take him buy me, blow me bloco
Who? Rastafarian... Juky gat them jump jump (ya ya ya)
Flying uptown and kill tha man wen dey for rumble
Man a murder kid, for they mother, aunty and uncle
Man keeping me eye, in the rope,
We play ay to... if em playa ay to me, then we go up in the done blow

[SIZZLA:]
Itz Ana poppin
Don't sulting nobody
No no no stoppin
Boy, ya'll see me jumpin
No no no yackin
No no no yackin
Actin up with a jumpin yah, I'm da loafin 4 rockin
I'm da verse, up in mere factor words
Boy ya'll little, make we shoot you off tha face of the earth
Concerned, oh to mah, look how things turn out
Gang firm out, na their house
Them place gon burn out.
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaang- star
Me no take no charge bout me ready 4 da run star
Oh really, don't be leaky
Ain't no pussies, but them bitches
Ain't no movie, ain't no comics
And no CNN, don't be greedy
You dare not hear this song posted in a CD
No mess with a mercy, less you can't steal it
But be pretty...

And they actin oh body
See the giving where
The only reason why them bogus living
Ain't no way down, please stay down
Let them stay down, put them in a woodbox be laid down...

[LIL WAYNE:]
Pussy ass nigga don't talk to me
I make this bitch bring your heart to me
I'm only 5 '8 and ya'll short to me
And ya'll movement look like a slim path to me
Your girlfriend opens up her pussy to me
And if she gimme brain, she smart to me
Pumpin ass niggas don't bark at me
Itz da big dog, call me Mr. Orca please
Turn your block into a restaurant
Order and leave
What are u havin? Organs please!
And we stay strapped like Jordan's beat
And we in tha sermon like Bread Dithery
Ha... And I'm lockin with Marlon G.
And we f**kin so much, we could hardly breath
This other niggaz flow is hard to leave
And I'm concrete with this Carter 3

[SIZZLA:]
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaaanng-star
Man a take no child from me, Stop lookin at me and stop

Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaaanng-star
Man a take no child from me, Stop lookin at me and stop

[T-STREETS:]
Yessir, T –street, bang bang back in tha building
They call me streets, so call me streets
If u call on reach, I'm on the streets
And I'm hungry like a dog on unleash
But I'm a tiger, and a dog is a feast
And I see through the fog in the trees
Because the nigga makes a logs and leaves
I walk through the jungle with a lion on my sleeve
I need a money donor, cause I'm dying to resist
I know mama gat her eyes on her seed
Therefore, I never stop, I just proceed
Their eyes make the peace hard to read
But it says, "why I'm not leave

[SIZZLA:]
And they actin oh body
See the giving where
The only reason why them bogus living
Ain't no way down, please stay down
Let them stay down, put them in a woodbox be laid down...

[LIL WAYNE:]
We killin em softly,
We killin em softly
And man em hustle like a dog, and have keep police them off me
Pistol in da trunk, and the baby in da car seat
Drive fast lane, with them eyeball glassy
And about the hour, him a heading to the money
Take your coughin baby, give the baby back to mommy
Peer gunshot, shoot him below to him tommy
Bat the man down, boy, I'm shit around party
Party up, party up, they put the panty up
Sure gat the AK up, him a shoot the building up
We kill them softly, we kill them softly
He make bad girl them for want me, want me in tha storm ay
My girl she need me, my girl she want me
Because me reppin youngmoney, me youngmoney...

Lil Wayne Lyrics - We Back Soon

2012-05-25T13:35:00.002-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - We Back Soon

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"We Back Soon"
[Verse 1]
Sittin’ in a Ferrari, thinking ’bout money
I swear I will go head up with all of y’all, bumper cars
Bullsh#t fly by me, I’m ducking all the bad vibes
Shoot you nine times just in case you got cat lives
My punchlines give you black eyes
Like like, go kill yourself Seven Pounds
I’ve been to hell and back, and made it back fine
Black diamonds killin’ them, black on black crime
Now can I live and if I can, can I live it up?
I’mma squeeze life, just enough to fill a cup
Well, shut the fu3k up and steam the purp
Drink it all, I’m dead, so I throw some ice in it
and belch when I finish

(‘cuse me, ‘cuse me)

[Hook]
I heard you got that good, ready for the take-off
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another World, right next to that white moon
Fly in the sky, tell em we’ll be back soon

[Verse 2]
Uh, its the martian and I come for all
I swear I will go head up with all y’all, bumper cars
Ni#ga I’m a slumber dog, millionaire, been there
Smoke some kush and snap my fingers in case you got cat lives
Uh, so much for being settled down
Suicide flow, go and kill ya self, Seven Pounds
Blunt thick as Bobby Christina, high as Serena’s skirt
Only smoking that real grass, no arena turf
Now can I live and if I can, I rep that dirty south
And you haven’t seen cleaner dirt, you haven’t seen it worse
So shut the f#ck up and steam the purp
Tell them haters “arrivederc”
Yeah I lost my mind, help me find it I will lead the search
Uhhh

[Hook]

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Way Of Life...

2012-05-25T13:35:00.001-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Way Of Life

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"Way Of Life"
[MANNIE FRESH: Talking (Lil' Wayne)]
Look'a here... (Umm-hmm...)
This how we gon' do this...
Hook up the turntables,
Wolfe, get on the keyboard...
And we gon' run it, ya heard...

[MANNIE, BABY, & WAYNE]
[Talking]

[GIRL]
Cash Money..
Cash Money..
Cash Money..
Cash Money..

[LIL' WAYNE & BABY: Verse 1]
[LIL' WAYNE]
Now let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins,
Hit the mall with my girlfriends, dish out ends.
Cause you know it ain't trickin' if you got it,
Cop baby girl what she desire, it's chump change mama.
Marijuana Scholar... Knowin' what I got up in my styrofoam cup?
That purple stuff. It was givin' to me at birth to stunt.
So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the fur in the guts.

[BABY of Big Tymers]
(Ay, Ay, Ay..)
Hold on, mami! Them whips on dubs.
Cadillac truck, twenty-eights, no rubs.
Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eye lens,
Car show in New York, Ya'll know who wins!
It's the birdman, daddy, with the Gucci and Prada,
Slant-back, cut truck. No rims? Can't holla.
It's that Louie/Fendi on Ostrich streets,
It's the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you love me?

[TQ: Hook (Mannie Fresh)]
Baby, I'ma a stunna.. (Oh! Oh! Oh!)
I ain't gon' change it.. (I told ya'll...)
Don't - you - know,
It's a way of liffeee... (I told ya'll...)
Mama, do you want it?
Cause I'm about to break it, (I told ya'll...)
Oooh, baby.. Can't stop the stuntin',
Nooo, nooo... (Bring back that beat...)

[BABY & LIL' WAYNE: Verse 2]
[BABY of Big Tymers]
Pop one, pop two.. Them new Nike shoes,
Royal blue Jag on them twenty-two's.
Flip white to green, 500 Degreez,
In that Cadillac truck on them twenty-three's.
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame,
All these naked women that pop champagne.
And these marble floors stay high as Rick James,
If you know my name, then you know my game.

[LIL' WAYNE]
It's lil' whodi from the hot block with ser'ous flow,
Gotta get dough, cause ya'll won't feel me, bro.
But ya'll don't here me tho...
Till I'm rollin' down my window and my grill-ie show.
And you know I'm prolly pumpin' through the hood on the twenty-fo's,
Word! Rims pokin' out the side of the 'ERV,
Glock have ya ribs pokin' out the side of ya shirt.
I'm a seventeenth nigga and I ride for the turf. Whoo!

[TQ: Hook (Mannie Fresh)]
Baby, I'ma a stunna.. (I told ya'll...)
I ain't gon' change it..
Don't - you - know,
It's a way of liffeee... (I told ya'll...)
Mama, do you want it?
Cause I'm about to break it,
Oooh, baby.. Can't stop the stuntin',
Nooo, nooo...

[LIL' WAYNE & BABY: Verse 3]
[LIL' WAYNE]
Ay...
And my pinky glow... Cause my ring is so...
Blingy-blingy, yo... Stop blinkin' though...
We smoke - stinky, stinky dro,
And we don't cop them ency-wency O's,
And we don't stop. Nah! We blow, fuck the peo-ple!
Everywhere we go, we smell like E-yo.
The birdman my paw, so that make me go...
"Fllyy like an eagle!" Fo' sheezo!

[BABY (Lil' Wayne)]
They think cause I stay at English Turn,
That Stunna don't have a O - Z to burn, (Light it up!)
I go in each sto' and ball like a dog,
Me and my nig's, we ball like a dog.
Cars on the streets, all on our lawn.
Ice in my teeths, all on my arm.
Tat's in my face, my back, and my arm. (What?)

[LIL' WAYNE]
Tat's in MY face, my back, and my arm.

[TQ: Hook]
Baby, I'ma a stunna..
I ain't gon' change it..
Don't - you - know,
It's a way of liffeee...
Mama, do you want it?
Cause I'm about to break it,
Oooh, baby.. Can't stop the stuntin',
Nooo, nooo...

[MANNIE FRESH: Talking]
Yep!... There it is!.. ya' lil' low-life...
See, I'm a pro - fessional. You a rookie.
Fuckin' game so serious...
I could sell a hooker some pussy...
Now, that's some serious shit...
Oh, yea! Bel'ieve that!
Who we rollin' wit?
We rollin' wit Cash Money!
Oh, I forgot about "peace"!
PEEACE! I mean... "Piece" of pussy,
"Piece" of land, "Piece" of property...
It's just a mind game...

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Told Y'all...

2012-05-25T13:34:00.003-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Told Y'all

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"Told Y'alle"
Wake a Ni#ga up in his bed when he sleep,
Tie the Nigga up from his head to his feet,
Then light the Nigga up from his head to his feet,
Put his body in the water and his head on the beach,
Light another blunt just to save me the grief,

I don't give a Fu#k I was made for the beef,
I don't give a Fu#k I'm straight from the streets,
But I'm crooked as a Bi#ch, Bi#ch wave to the thief,
Lie to the bad guy, hi to the good though,
Ride with the bad guy, try and you get smoked,
Lie and you get smoked, lie for a Nigga though,

Try for a Ni#ga though, die for a Ni#ga though
Why would a Nigga go to new Orleans,
This is Katrina-land,
The president flew over, and he ain't even land

We ain't even mad, we ain't even playin'
It's duck tape season in my region and you ain't leavin' until
We eatin', and I want my piece, and I want my peeps,

To get they piece, and they want they peeps to get they piece,
And until then tell yo peeps no piece,
I'm a beast and I feast every beat I seek,
And I freak every mixtape I leak
I need to be at the t-o-p-o-f-h-I-p-h-o-p
And I'm I-n-d-a-c-u-t-w-I-t-h-m-o-z (my oozie)
So me, yes me, call me Weezy West b
Cause I'm wilder than the mothafuckin' wild west be
I'm so ready, are you ready for me,
Young young money, young mula baby!

Break in a Nigga car at the light,
Put the gun to his head make him park on the right and,
Then I tell him don't talk,
Make him get out and walk,
And then I tell my goons to get right in
When you fuckin' with a Nigga like me
No homo but you fuckin' with a rida
They ain't heard me when I tryda

Fuck anotha mothafucka, and them other mothafuckas
Cause can't no mothafucka Fuck with a Nigga
If you Fuck with lil tune,
I'm a let my goons just follow yo Ass like twitter Nigga,
We can do what you want I don't care,
Anyhow, anywhere, anytime I swear,
As son up on a Nigga, I will run up on a Nigga
With the gun up on a Nigga, now I'm one up on a Nigga

I will run the clock behind the guap,
And if my leg broke I will hop,
Bitch I will hustle til I drop,
Bitch I will throw you from the top, of the world
I got myself a boston girl,
She my gypsy I'm her genie,
Ride my magic carpet girl,
Flow so sick you cough and hurl,
I'm so twisted I walk and swirl,
I'm so lifted I walk on clouds,
Please please please don't shoot me down,
Fuckin' right I put it down,
Buy it white and cook it brown,
This is how great lookin' sound,
KY run yo hook around.

Hollygrove U-S-A, Parlez-vous Français ?
Hot as picante
I am a zombie, what more can I say,
Cause after all I.
I told ya'll I tote it,
Put the bullet in the gloch and blow that Bitch,
If you know like I know you'd put money way before that Bitch
Everyone got they hand out so I drop my Draw and let'em Hold that dick
I'm a roll that stick and I'm a roll it thick
And I know I'm cold and when it's cold as brick
And I ain't old I'm just 26
All in yo mouth like I'm a dentist Bitch

Fuck you and yo interest Bitch
We on some shoot the interest Shit
Better find the exit boy, my nina is so sexy boy
And she feelin' desperate boy, Don't make her molest ya boy
Pressure pressure boy, what will make you test the boy
I'm great with no effort boy, yo face will get severed boy
I'm breakin' yo level boy, I'm takin yo medal boy
Weezy F baby and the F is for forever BOY!

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Show Em What You Got

2012-05-25T13:33:00.001-04:00

Lil Wayne Lyrics - Show Em What You Got...

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"Show Em What You Got"
[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, believe that
Fuck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

I know you hustle baby I ain't gotta tell ya
You can give it everything but they take it if you let em
But, bills don't stop so you keep the money coming
Cause you taking care of mama, lil brother, baby cousin
The way you move you're body girl you know your gonna get it
How the fuck you else you going where the shoe ain't fitted?
Say hi to every hater, take a picture screen saver
Throw the middle finger, tell em bitches see ya later

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, believe that
Fuck these other bitches, don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

Goin pick up all this money, I know you don't mind
Go on take it to the back and count every single dime

Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give

With your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower
So when they talk money, baby tell em talk louder
Cause all that bullshit is smoke signals to the rider
You in it for the commission
Every muthafucking dollar

The way that body movin' it's hard to understand
You ain't never been a bitch to execute without the plan
I ain't never seen a mark supplier without demand
And fuck credit baby tell em broke niggas stop playing

Gun snooze off?, just take them shoes off
Let me get that all, that body so soft
Cause you know it's gon count baby if you gon give it
And know it ain't a life if you don't live it, baby

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
Fuck these other bitches, don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

And pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Show em what you got girl
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby, something gonna give, yaa diiig!

You the shit, you the shit
Yeah mommy
You the shit, you the shit
Uh huh
You the shit, you the shit
Yeah mommy
You the shit

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby, something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
Fuck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

And pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna give, yaa diiig!

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
Fuck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

Pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Go on, show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna give, hear dat!!