Showing posts with label Lil Wayne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lil Wayne. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Bow Wow Ft. Lil Wayne – Imma Stunt Lyrics

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Bow Wow Ft. Lil Wayne – Imma Stunt Lyrics

Bow Wow Ft. Lil Wayne – Imma Stunt Lyrics

we the best! (yeah) who? we! we the best(uh-huh)
its alot of money on this track(yeah)
so much money we cant even count it
we gotta weigh it
see what we about to do is? (yeah) whats that wayne?
exactly (listen) what they cant do! true that!

i’m killin’ these niggas, killin’ these hoes
represent the o, just in case you aint know
stacks in my levi’s, only fly g5
live on a island, yeah that’s seaside
mo-hawk cus these hoes love it, stuntin is a must round here
ym cm, damn right this our year
see i’m ready for whatever, prepared for the worse
your career is dead, shit, put it in a hearse
still get 70k for a verse
eyes so low, cus i smoke that purp
an i’m all grown up, hoes wanna holla at a n-gga cus they saw me in a couple of flicks
they know that my stock is rising
snoop told me never love a bitch, i don’t trust a bitch
snapbacks, we off that, phantom ghost, yeah i bought that
doors open like…, initials in the flo’ mats

i’m a young nigga with money
everytime i throw the drink, gotta a get shorty to running
and when i’m ready to drop, know i’m doing numbers
i’m stuntin like it’s gon be one hot summers
(lil’ wayne) hay you young nigga with money(thats me)
what you gon do with all that money
stunt (when i want to) stunt (when i have to)
(what i need to) stunt (when i see you)
stunt (when i see you) stunt (when i see you)
evertime i see you i’ma stunt (when i see you)

weezy f. baby, these all know me
young meal ticket, watch me kick it like shinobi
flip it like arobics, my flow is so heroic
my girl got a fat ass and i catch it when she throw it
ill wet you in the mornin, burn ya in the evenin
dump ya at night and that duffle bag light
like my shades hella dark and my red flag bright
got ya bitch blowin me, like she playin bag pipe
yep i lay that pipe, i’m the plumber to ya women
im the flame on the stove, in the desert in the summer
i’ma stunna so, i’m gonna stunt on you bitches
big tow trucks sitin on chrome inches
my account look like foreign digits
dont play in that water cause today i’m goin fishin
you dont get it, thats why i punch that 430
til got it up on inches(too late)
and i’m a young nigga with money
now what you gon tell a young nigga with money?!

(bow wow) hay you nigga with money(yeah)
what you gon do with all that money well
i’ma stunt (when i want to) stunt (when i have to)
i’ma stunt (what i need to) stunt (when i see you)
i’ma stunt (when i see) stunt (when i see)
evertime i see you i’m a stunt (when i see you)

if your watch ain’t cost a hundred, if you ain’t ridin’ 28′s
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this
if your crib didn’t come with the butlers and the maids
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this
an if you ask for the price, when you shop at the mall
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this
an if you don’t make it rain when you up in the club
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this

say nigga this ain’t gon stop know what i mean
thats me! shiittt! what you know about ridin 26′s nigga
better read about this nigga real talk
my paper long baby what i’m sayin man
you niggas got to get your weight up
better eat some weaties around here nigga for real

the feet big on the whip like jurassic park
the car tall, to get in you need a running start
an i been getting dough since a running nose
kush my cologne, you can smell it on my clothes
you know me i’m at the bar with a broad
with arm full of tattoos and a neck full of cars
hand full of money, what up young money
who the baddest bitch in the club, i’m going hunting
i’m from college park, its the home of the minaj
if you are find and like money, then you are my target
where my f–king boys and my duffle bag swinging
the way i reach notes man, i ought to be singing
my audemar blinging in the audemar leaning
the model ain’t out yet, for all the more reason
4 + 4, now we’re even
2chain’s doing his thang at the four seasons

now im a young n-gga with money
what you gon’ tell a young n-gga with money

Bow Wow Ft. Lil Wayne - Imma Stunt Lyrics

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Lil Wayne - When I Sleep Lyrics

Lil Wayne Ft. Ned Cameron & Kid Ink - When I Sleep Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com
Lil Wayne Ft. Ned Cameron & Kid Ink - When I Sleep Lyrics

Lil Wayne Ft. Ned Cameron & Kid Ink - When I Sleep Lyrics

let you know something about me
i'm a southern boy! know what i'm talking about?

i remember all the days stuck in december
caught in the rain, all the pain, having no money come my way
but now i'm making money even when i sleep
eyes wide awake, but i feel like i'm in a dream
every hustle, hustle

i go by weezy, baby
so call me "lil weasel"
my city is new orleans
baby, my street is eagle
and that's my nigga's ?
he like to break a piece
he got the gun, i got the rope, my nigga pick a tree
ain't talking money, i let the nickel speak
niggas think i'm cheap, you ain't gon ? to me
the only thing to be: a picture on your shirt
no homo: i put your dick in the dirt
flip em like a shovel with that wrist work
i stop ya, heard? i keep em coming like clockwork
j cool with the jump, it's an outburst
and we gon be from south philly til the south dirt
bad bitch let me get all the outskirts
it's lil weezy, yeah ?
this ain't a concert, this ain't a ?
this an outburst, so hear the shot burst:

i remember all the days stuck in december
caught in the rain, all the pain, having no money come my way
but now i'm making money even when i sleep
eyes wide awake, but i feel like i'm in a dream
every hustle, hustle

every hustle, we hustle, hustle - hey!
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/08/lil-wayne-when-i-sleep-lyrics.html
straight from the bottom, now i'm high as a mountain
from the city where you need way more protection than a condom
had a dream but i'm conscious, see the veins in my sockets
in the sky, wishing i could turn this plane into a rocket
and just leave here, more money but the problem's still live here
i feel the pressure from my lil peers
cause i'm about to blow, swisher sweet breathe in
one hit, lose your breath, all i do is (breathe) win
big fish swimming in the deep end
no present, fuck i'm into pretense
i remember rainfall in the street
now i'm in the club: watch me make this bitch precipitate
i promised to myself i would be the best
you could say i'm crazy or a mess
just hand me a wrench
and it's nothing you can tell a ho

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Game Ft. Lil Wayne, Birdman - Can You Believe It Lyrics

Game Ft. Lil Wayne, Birdman - Can You Believe It Lyrics @ Rap Song Lyrics
Game Ft. Lil Wayne, Birdman - Can You Believe It Lyrics

Game Ft. Lil Wayne, Birdman - Can You Believe It Lyrics

can you believe it?
can you believe it?
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)
can you believe it? (belee dat)

young stunna, young stunna
the way that paint drippin it’s gon’ be a bloody summer
22 inches, all-red everything
that’s soo woo business, holla at ya 5
4, 3, 2, 1, bitch in the coppet
and my knot’s sick, i’m ill
i got a milli in my maze
red cardinal fitted, bitches feel me in the louie, yeah
red rubies in my watch and my chain
catch me in wade county, i’m the king like james
headed to the game, red challenger today
throwin’ up red flags like i’m challenging the play
tune, this shit retarded, i need a red helmet
and i’m all about my cake: red velvet
you can’t help it, gotta see what i got
it’s like ripley’s: believe it or not, you tell me
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/08/game-lil-wayne-can-you-believe-it.html
i’m a beast, believe that
stop playing, i go hard, i go he-man
young tune, break em off like a tree branch
play with me, you in hot water: tea bag
all-black maybach, call it decaff
and i just ordered your girlfriend some kneepads
can you believe the unbelievable?
bitch, i’m higher than venus, serena too
yeah, game, holla at ya: soo woo
young money bitch, we cold like two scoops
life’s a bitch and mine a diva
point the biggest skeptic out i make ‘em a believer

yeah, belee dat, a hundred on a marble floor
and everyday we on the grind tryna flip some more
ya understand, acres on that new land
suicide doors nigga, on that new lamb’
p-p-p-ssy poppin’ bullshit
bullshit aint shit nigga we the shit
we the business, louie on every trip
holiday everyday on the ym ship
cause everyday my sun shine
candy paint on the harley making headlines
belee dat
we good with this cake homie
belee dat, we ride every day homie


The Game Ft. Lil Wayne, Birdman - Can You Believe It Lyrics

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Lil Wayne - Sure Thing Freestyle Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Sure Thing Freestyle Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com Lil Wayne - Sure Thing Freestyle Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Sure Thing Freestyle Lyrics

kush and a switcher
money and the bitches
not to kill a woman
unless she is a witness
all about my business
survival or the ..
let me had my weed in her ditties
bitch i got the cash in her ..
i got the block already cock
fucking with a nigger meet my fucking bones
sorry for the wait coming forward coming soon
light it up cause i smoke good
she tried to deep i fucked around and choked her
is your money mother fucker game over
.. body looking like she is doping yoga
lord knows i am a sinner pain pills for dinner
bitch i am getting money like ..
i got a chopper and a trimmer shut like . better be a swimmer
i don’t care about you i am sending my hoe
.. bringing me ..and we all .. fuck you bitch kept going
i am on and that’s right
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/07/lil-wayne-sure-thing-freestyle-lyrics.html
i am not going without a fight
one request please don’t bite i got some .. white lady
i am not gonna lie i am gonna shine ..
smoke a lot of weed to take bitches out of my mind
girl stop talking that shit start sucking that dick
for a new outfit even if the sky start falling
bitch i am gonna till be high i got faith in my will man
but really nigger ain’t got to worry .. team fly
all up in your fucking face .. album sorry for the wait

Lil Wayne - Rollin Freestyle Lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Rollin Freestyle Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Rollin Freestyle Lyrics

g5 sitting on the runway
big ass chopper: call that bitch beyonce
this for my dawgs locked down all day
money, power, respect: 3 the hard way
i put some real niggas on their feet, boy
so they'll kill anyone for me, boy
yeah, ymcmb boy
young tunechi fresh to deah
rest in peace, boy
my gat bang, your hat hang
i ride of with mack maine
i drink patron straight
you niggas keep that champagne
my pa is the birdman
i'm rich as a white man
i come to your show and kill you
and your hypeman. we roll in
let's roll out, my bitches
don't hold out. they got marley g
i gotta burn my lil bro out
let my dreads grow out
my bitch got a blow out
mi casa, su casa. my house is
a ho house. only fuck with
real niggas. polo, fuck that hilfiger
yeah i'm on a pill nigga
feed you to my little niggas
shout out to my big homies
fifi and t-streets
scope on that nk make me take a sneak peek
t, roll another one
razor blade on the tongue
you ain't ever seen this watch
nigga, this a one in one
you niggas is honey-buns
your girlfriend's a ton of fun
chopper with a drum, muthafucker
get a drummer son
cut that like my blunt is done
suck a nigga's dick or something
put that pussy for me then wile out
and give my nigga's some
i'mma do my thing, i put that
on nicki minaj, i need a bad redbone
to come give my dick a massage
i'm talking big money
i'm talking heavyweight
i cut down on the syrup
now i'm in better shape
i'm from new orleans nigga
where you ain't ever safe
fuck with me, i drop you off
in front of heaven's gates!
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/07/lil-wayne-rollin-freestyle-lyrics.html
ok, jump off a building,
jump out a window,
smoke like a donkey
and fuck like a nymph o!
drink like a goldfish
that's right, you know this
hold up: click-clack
ok, i'm reloaded.

fuck with lil tunechi
i'm good on gucci
wild as ryu
i hit you with that hadouken
my money too long, nigga
my weed too strong, nigga
fuck everybody, i"m in my
own zone nigga. and every time
you see me i'm wet and i'm rolling
tunechi rest in peace, fresh to death
and i'm rolling. about to fuck a bitch
i just met cause she rolling
nigga we rolling, nigga i'm rolling
gotta keep a title, i'mma set cause
i'm rolling. pouring out a bitch
nigga's neck, cause i'm rolling
damn ma! i ain't come yet!
cause i'm rolling. bitch, i'm rolling
young mula, baby. sorry for the wait

Lil Wayne - Racks Freestyle Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Racks Freestyle Lyrics (Sorry 4 Wait Mixtape 2011) @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com
Lil Wayne - Racks Freestyle Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Racks Freestyle Lyrics

i can't fuck with ho niggas
i can't trust these old niggas
wake up early in the morning
eat that pussy like cold pizza
hater ass niggas be baller blocking
acting like some goalkeepers
there's a reason for everything
my niggas kill for no reason
camo shorts, the whole deal
all-black hoodie, i'm the grim reaper
look like its time for spring cleaning
brand new spanking street-sweeper
been in the game, i'm knee-deep
i like good head, i like good reefer
all my niggas strapped and ready
to set it off: queen latifah
got a chopper with a drum
split swishers with my thumb
get money like donald trump
double barrel on that pump
this ? guy ain't no chump
get stupid and get stomped
two girls i call kriss kross
kriss kross'll make you jump
i do what a nigga gotta do
got goons - i ain't even gotta shoot
got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool
i like my bitches in twos

gotta go, i stick it and move
g code: i stick to the rules
last night i got so high
swear to god, i went to the moon
i want that shit you can't get no where
you pussy boy, don't do that
if i don't do nothing, i'mma bald
no hair.
smoking on that "oh yeah"
my niggas tote that hardware
what you bout woadie?
my niggas about that warfare
real nigga since day one
cause i ain't promised day two
throw that pussy at me
bitch, i think i made room
drop top maybach on the way
yeah that's that new land-o-lakes
she hit me with her jungle
i'm gonna hit her with that rattle snake!
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/07/lil-wayne-racks-freestyle-lyrics.html
ass goes clap like patty cake
blood red bandana face
make them pussies pop theyself
you can call that "masterbate"
i don't front no ... cake
i get high, i gravitate
weezy f baby bitch
the f is for fascinate
louisiana from that swamp
i'mma pull this bitch out and dump
better run like forrest gump
fuck you and where you from
3-2 i am the one: job well done!
i ball 24/7, 3 6 5, 12 months
pussy rainbow ...
come to wayne's world, it's a fairy tale
yeah i'm high bitch, bitch i para-sail
carter 4 is late, sorry for the wait!

make it!

Lil Wayne - Marvin's Room Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Marvin's Room Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com
Lil Wayne - Marvin's Room Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Marvin's Room Lyrics


dana texted me and said she wants
to see me. and send a picture of her
and a mirror. no clothes on, of course
and she want that dope dick. hello, world
i'm the dope dealer. i love it when
she talk crazy. that dick make her walk crazy
that last time was awesome. all the lines
we crossed them. i ain't a killer but
don't push me. i oj simpsoned that pussy
that's the shit, pussy taste so good
make you smack your lips. i don't know
about you, but i'm a beast with mine
she said she wait for the carter 69
i told her "sorry 4 the wait"
i value her time like an audemars-piguet
and we gonna stay current like the water
in the lake. yeah, we gonna walk around
like we fucking in a circle
pardon the slur, that's the purple
feel so real like it's virtual
any kind of position, she's first to
and she take it every way except personal
yeah that's my bitch, pussy better than
a wishing well. i wish i was in it right now
instead of making this song. hut one, hut two
i run it in the endzone. don't trip when i say
i can't see you. and she say she working on
her career. smoke got her eyes looking like
she from korea. we floating
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/07/lil-wayne-marvins-room-lyrics.html
but i'mma rock the boat like aaliyah
rip, shorty got me. shorty knows i fuck her
with her hard body. shorty fine by me
spend some time by me
it's a jungle out there, come and climb my tree
i know it's on your mind, fine, we can do
whatever that is. she tell me that it's fine
i said fine. shit, i was taught to live
and let live. so live it up baby
giddiup baby, it's your world, ain't trying
to interrupt, but maybe we moving too fast
but fuck it, let's crash. one day
we gonna have to leave our love in the past
but for now i feel lovely, i feel great
slide in you: safe
yeah, all that good shit
no i ain't a player, i just play by the bush
and i know what i'm doing, she loves
how i do it. she throw that ass back and
she never over-do it. she call me "baby" and
i call her "b" - sorry for the wait
carter 4 on the way! august 29th..

Lil Wayne - Hands Up Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Hands Up Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com Lil Wayne - Hands Up Lyrics

Lil Wayne - Hands Up Lyrics


let's get fucked up
on the road to riches
you're just a speed bump
funny how the heater make a nigga freeze up
weezy smoke a tree down til it's just a
tree stump. that eastside nigga
bang on you bitches. i'm going at your neck
strangle you bitches. got a long-ass
list full of bad-ass bitches and i stay
burned out like a bad transmission
i'm on, like the lights i light up
the kush, knock out, mike tyson fight
i'm talking about ass and titties
sex and the city
weezy f baby and the f is for "forget it"
you loving my shine, sipping on fine wine
? she give me einstein
young money motherfucker, yeah we
picked a fine time
i was 17, nigga. bitch, i don't mind a dime
i just ended up on every bitch's sex list
genie in the bottle, get a muthafuckin deathwish
? in this bitch, he say fuck y'all niggas
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/07/lil-wayne-hands-up-lyrics.html
breaking buds down the size of a football nigga
red beam, gimme the light, no sean paul nigga
let nino bust in your face like a porn star nigga
yeah i keep a brian pumper, no homo
the shit i'm on got the world moving in slow-mo
man, i told mack i was gonna do it
above the law, but under the influence
man, i was on the skateboard
kick push swagger, got my girl to the room
got behind her like a shadow
i had her ass up in the air
i swear i got the largest clip in the world
right here in my gat
and i wish a nigga play
i'mma bust a nigga's ass
hate young money? then fuck you in the ass
187 and a hockey mask, ymcmb gonna ball
til we fall. and this fuck all y'all
gonna ball til we fall. and this fuck all y'all
we straight, sorry for the wait

Monday, June 13, 2011

Lil Wayne - Nightmares Of The Bottom

Lil Wayne - Nightmares Of The Bottom Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com
Lil Wayne - Nightmares Of The Bottom Lyrics


Lil Wayne - Nightmares Of The Bottom Lyrics

sleepin’ at the top, nightmares of the bottom
everybody wanna be fly til you swat ‘em
but who am i to talk? i ain’t shittin’ roses
we in in the same picture but we all got different poses
i’m looking in my rear view, i see the world in it
i try to slow down, and i get rear ended
pause! like a red light, i’m dead right!
highway to heaven, god do you see my headlights?
they say “you don’t know what you’re doing till you stop doing it”
well call me clueless cause i do this
attention all shooters, i’m a shooting star
life is a course and i’mma shoot for par
i’m searching for today instead i found tomorrow
and i put that shit right back like i’ll see what i find tomorrow
young money cmr, i’m blood like a scar
i’m weezy f baby and the f aint for “flaw”

it’s like i have it all
but i don’t have to worry
married to the money, a true love story
only god can judge me, i don’t need a jury
nothing standing in my way, like nothings my security
back to my journey, that bullshit don’t concern me
i knew i was going to jail i would have f-cked my attorney
if you sleeping on me, than i hope you toss and turning
i’m so cold i’m hypothermic, ask yo girl she will confirm it
yeah,
now what we doing with it
you keep opening ya grill, i’m barbecuing with it
i know my shit already tight so i aint screwing with it
some say this shit is a joke well i hope they get it
ok, i’m walking on needles, sticking to the point
yeah the streets is talking, i’m familiar with the voice
i’m a gangsta by choice i hope my son’s choose wiser
and don’t call me sir, call me survivor
yeah
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/06/lil-wayne-nightmares-of-bottom.html
and i aint doing nothin’ but getting my share
breathin’ this air
if miss rochelle told me she gon keep me in her prayers
so i’m feeling alright i’m tryna stay aware
and if you wanna trip than i’mma meet ya there
to my niggas in the game, keep the game fair
players play, coaches coach and cheerleaders cheer
i’m tryna keep spirit when the ghost disappear
weezy f baby and the f aint for fear
uhhh

Friday, June 10, 2011

Lil Wayne - My Birthday

Lil Wayne - My Birthday Lyrics Ft. Kidd Kidd, Gudda Gudda, T-Streets & Mack Maine @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com
Lil Wayne - My Birthday Lyrics

Lil Wayne - My Birthday Lyrics

[Intro - Lil Wayne]
Yeah, it’s on
Basically..
I got the Streets and the boot with me
Dedication trois

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Now let me talk my shit!
Fresh up out the water like a caught fly fish
Weezy F bitch
I can say what I please
Swagger so cold it stay when I leave
I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas
I kill dogs like I’m making chinese food
Rude only when I gotta be
Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me
“Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!”
Shawty won’t be on my team, she could cheerlead..
Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T
I make a snow angel
Y’all niggas squares, but aint got no angle
My shit’s so tight you can get strangled
It’s Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes
Polo jammers, Louis slippers, call that “private plane clothes”
I’m taking off, going to another land
Call home, missus never going to another man
Shawty knows Weezy, muthafucka, I’m a lover man
Yeah talk that shit Tune! I gotta wipe my diamond Grill with a tissue
I talk too much shit
I eat p-ssy and you suck dick

[Kidd Kidd]
They call me “Lil Nut” but my nuts aren’t the same
No homo, that’s how I came in the game
I married Mary Jane, I seen the Spidermane
The shit that made Pinky blow
Out the Brain brain
Told Lois Lane I can’t be a Super Mane
My whole ? is back mane and I keep that iron-mane
Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out the game
I’m back at the halftime like it’s just an ankle sprain
Ain’t no one could do it better
More hits than Eddie Guerrerra
The flow like Eddie Monster praying at the competitors
It’s mass hysteria, historic in your area 51 alien
What planet is he from
Huh? Ain’t no fun when the rabbit got the gun
Picture Buzz with the shotgun ?
All my thugs get dirty like we running in the mud
We 7:30 livewires
Unplug off the chain, utterly untame
Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain
Hard to come out, like a nut-stain
I came from nothing, night, fucking calling hoes
And flying planes, who the fuck could complain?
Huh?
http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/06/lil-wayne-my-birthday.html
[Gudda Gudda]
So you mad cause I’m styling on you?
Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you
Get violent on you, you a sissy like Sisqo
Gudda, I’m the East gang schizo
It’s no coincidence, man, I bet your bitch know
How I knock her down with the Kosher dill pickle
High yellow nigga but my hot dog, like nutskins
Bitches aiming for the pockets? You get nuff skin
Let me get back in it, bitch
I just go head first, you be on that timid shit
Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit
Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown
(give me shit)
My niggas Streets say “Kill them all!”
Bitch, you know we got guns like the Pentagon
I’m just eating nigga, I’m getting my dinner on
And your bitch licking, getting her lizard on

[Mack Maine]
Talk reckless, I don’t give a muthafuck
I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck
I come for you and your kids like nigga what
Niggas with elephantitis ain’t got bigger nuts
Young Money nigga, big dicks, big trucks
I’mma smash a nigga if he try to diss us
Go to court, the case get dissmussed
Cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us
It’s Mack Maine, ain’t shit to discuss
I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups
I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas for Christmas
Then turn to their female dog like “bitch, what?”
My niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis
My dick big, that’s why I walk like I got tendonitis
I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis
The doc said I got a case of real nigganitis
He ain’t got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it
See, I’m a warrior, they compare me to Leonidus
I got a set fee, I ain’t about discussing prices
Cause I ain’t tryna go broke like Hammer or Mike Tyson
Wish you could see my face now
Feel like I’m ?
See me in streets, be Street Fighting like Blanka or Bison
Slicing, dicing like we butcher knifeing
Wifing bitches, never, that shit is trifling
Young Money the fucking nicest
Put words together like a fucking hypen
Nigga don’t make us start fucking rifling
Nigga really it go to fucking striking
We got a lot of rappers striking
Standing by the harvest for fruit
Waiting for the fruit to ripen
We run up on niggas and jack them for their stipend
You catch me in Minnesota like I’m a Viking
I’m with every video vixen that you liking
I’m the reason your bitch dyking
Nigga dont want no beef, look at Kidd Kidd
He like this
How I get like this?
I pop a nigga, break something like Midas
Im trying to be modest, nigga, I’m honest
Young Money, Young f-cking Money
And this is what I did for my birthday BITCH

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Lil Wayne - How To Love

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Lil Wayne - How To Love Lyrics

Lil Wayne - How To Love Lyrics

you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
how to love
how to love

see you had a lot of mommas that didn’t last forever
now you in the corner tryna put it together
how to love
how to love

for a second you were here
why you over there
its hard not to stare the way you moving your body
like you never had a love
never had a love

when you is just a young’un you’re looks but so precious
but now your grown up
so fly its like a blessing but you can’t have a man look at you for 5 seconds
without you being insecure
you never credit yourself so when you got older
it’s seems like you came back 10 times over
now you’re sitting here in this damn corner
looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder
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see you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
how to love
how to love

see you had a lot of mommas that didn’t last forever
now you in this corner tryna put it together
how to love
how to love

for a second you were here
why you over there?
its hard not to stare the way you moving your body
like you never had a love
had a love

you had a lot of dreams that transform to visions
the fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions
but it wasn’t your fault
wasn’t in your intentions
you the one here talking to me
you don’t wanna listen
but i admire your poppin bottles and dippin’
just as much as you admire bartending and stripping
baby, so don’t be mad
nobody else trippin
you see a lot of crooks and crooks still crook

see you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
how to love
how to love

see you had a lot of mommas that didn’t last forever
now you in this corner tryna put it together
how to love
how to love

oooh,
see i just want you to know
that you deserve the best
you’re beautiful
you’re beautiful
yeah

and i want you to know, you’re far from the usual
far from the usual

you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
how to love
how to love

see you had a lot of mommas that didn’t last forever
now you in this corner tryna put it together
how to love
how to love

you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
how to love
how to love

see you had a lot of mommas that didn’t last forever
now you in this corner tryna put it together
how to love
how to love

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Mike Posner - Bow Chicka Wow Wow (Remix)

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Mike Posner Ft. Lil Wayne Bow Chicka Wow Wow (Remix) Lyrics


Mike Posner Ft. Lil Wayne Bow Chicka Wow Wow (Remix) Lyrics

[Mike Posner]
Once I throw on this, once I throw on this
Its over girl
Once I throw on this, once I throw on this
Its over girl.

I hear you knock knock knock baby come on up
I hope you got got got something in yo’ cup
Cause I’m three shots deep and I aint tryna sleep
Get your redbull on cause I’m ready

You’ve been playin hard to get with me all night
We both know exactly what you want right
Don’t tell me what you won’t do
Tell me what you gon’ do, whatchu gon’ do

Once I throw on this bowchickawowwow
Whatchu gonna say
You act like you gon leave
But I know that you gon’ stay
Break it down dicky downdown
Girl dont even play
Once I set the mood right I’ma make sound like
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I’ma make you sound like

Are you tryna make me late wait wait till the second date
But I cant cant cant even contemplate
Waiting one more minute lemme jump in it
I brought you flowers and a teddy

You’ve been playin hard to get with me all night
We both know exactly what you want right
Don’t tell me what you won’t do
Tell me what you gon’ do whatch u gon’ do

Once I throw on this bow chicka wow wow
Whatchu gonna say
You act like you gon leave
But I know that you gon’ stay
Break it down dicky down down
Girl dont even play
Once I set the mood right Ima make you sound like

Yeah I can make you sound like

[Lil Wayne]
I gotta leather couch
and a black mic
and we all alone
what it sound like
the night was dead
we found life
I know I talk shit
but it sound right
you say you can’t
but that’s affair
gotta give something
something’s gotta give
I bet you love it
I went to bed
Now we went up … cigarattes

Now I aint even gotta say shit
To make you feel alive girl you know you like that
Owohowohowowoh
Say I aint even gotta say shit
To make you feel alive girl you know you like that
Owohowohowowoh

Once I throw on this bowchickawowwow
Whatchu gonna say
You act like you gon leave
But I know that you gon’ stay
Break it down dicky downdown
Girl dont even play
Once I set the mood right I’ma make you sound like

Yeah Ima ima make ya

Once I throw on this, once I throw on this
Its over girl
Once I throw on this,once I throw on this
Its over girl

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Lil Wayne Tha Carter IV Album Cover

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Lil Wayne Tha Carter IV Album Cover 2011

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Lil Wayne - If I Die Today

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Lil Wayne If I Die Today Lyrics

"Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best"

If I Die Today Lyrics by Lil Wayne


[Lil Wayne]
Fo’ fo’ bulldog, my muthaf-cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch
I’m f-cking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get p-ssy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I’ma starve her to death
Top down, it’s upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet!
You f-ck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n-ggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don’t sleep so Weezy can’t rest
An AK47 is my f-cking address, huh

[Rick Ross]
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it’s December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I’m talking all brown linen, huh

[Rick Ross]
Big black n-gga, and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring ‘em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!
I’m swimming in the yellow bitch, boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a bitch n-gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n-gga dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I’m the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago

[Rick Ross]
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it’s December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I’m talking all brown linen, huh
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[Lil Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, bitch I’m red fox
Big bee’s, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n-gga who don’t give a f-ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P-ssy n-ggas sweet, you n-ggas center bun
I’m in a red bitch, she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain, I don’t need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass n-gga, p-ssy ass n-gga
I see ya looking, what ya looking at n-gga
You know the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it’d be a holiday

[Rick Ross]
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don’t make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape
Aint it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I’m santa claus
N-ggas gather round, got gifts for all of y’all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up
It’s a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthaf-ck huddle up

[Lil Wayne]
I’m not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
Yeah

Monday, February 14, 2011

Short Dawg ft Lil Wayne - Money In My Pocket (Remix)

Money In My Pocket (Remix) Lyrics by Short Dawg ft Lil Wayne

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Short Dawg ft Lil Wayne Money In My Pocket (Remix)



[Short Dawg - Hook]
See, see I’m steppin’ out froze
Louie on my toes
All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don’t fold
I got too much to hold
All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole

[Short Dawg - Verse 1]
Now holla for a dollar, act strange for the change
Thats my n-gga Gudda Gudda, yeah he came in the Range
My homie, Mack Maine with (?) and the chains
And me I’m so fly, I swear I came in a plane then landed in a lot
Smooth like grease, laughing at the pop, you should chews like teeth?
Fresh outfit boy, came to shut it down
And it’s only gon be worn once, like a wedding gown
Somebody tell the town Short Dawgs in the annex
Pistol on my hip and I pop it like Xanex
Got the (?) cause we got the hoes drippin’
You see I’m ballin’ like Jordan you just a Scottie Pippen
Catch you slipping, then you better go and get ya boys
I get em work, my money longer than extension cords
Tell them runts I got some game I can sell ‘em
I walk up on her, while she with them lames and I tell her

[Hook]
See, see I’m steppin’ out froze
Louie on my toes
All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don’t fold
I got too much to hold
All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
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[Short Dawg - Verse 2]
It’s young Elvis Freshly in the four door European
And the tint dark as coffee, a n-gga feeling bossy
Pulling hoes like a tooth and it’s hard to get em off me
I’m a stunna like the CEO of Cash Money records
The Louie V rag got me chequered with the matching kicks
Grinnin’ at your chick, the surp got me leaning like 10 after 6
Therefore I tell her, go on buss it open
Goin buss it open, they call me short dawg but no I aint from Oakland
My money so tall that you gon have to climb it
If she know how to rewind it, trust me I’m gon change the climate
And then I get behind it like I’m tryna do the heimlich
She heard that I be rhyming and I’m balling like Kurt Heinrich
She’s looking for some love, but over here she will not find it
So get down on your knees, you’re int he presence of Your Highness

[Hook]
See, see I’m steppin’ out froze
Louie on my toes
All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don’t fold
I got too much to hold
All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole

[Lil Wayne]
Tunechi in this bitch, fresh watch me do it
Bitches know I ball, I go HAM, Cam Newton
Shorty on the pill, get this hoe some fluids
And if that bitch bad, I put her on my todo list
See I step up in this bitch like a gamma, get ya camera’s
Money on the table bitch, respect my table manners
Young Money the shit, did you get the memorandom
And these other n-ggas think they fly (?)
Haa, What you doing?
I’m throwing money, they take too long with the ones
F-ck It, I’ll start throwing hundreds
Gollum n-ggas aint spending shit, they tippin’ on a budget
Man, they pockets getting skinny, what that is Jennifer Hudson
Order a bottle and I drink it til its hollow
And my coupe is a 2 seater so you bitches gotta follow
Now buss it open backwards like the doors on a Rolls
I got money in my pocket, I got hoes on pause

[Hook]
See, see I’m steppin’ out froze
Louie on my toes
All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don’t fold
I got too much to hold
All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole

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