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1 Lil Wayne (lyrics) on Sun Nov 18, 2012 2:07 am

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Lil Wayne (lyrics)



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2 Re: Lil Wayne (lyrics) on Sun Nov 18, 2012 2:08 am

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راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
I'm Me



The hottest, hottest under the sun

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man

You already know that, pimpin', yeah

Cash Money Records, where dreams come true

Fuck up my dreams, somebody goin' die tonight

You already know that, pimpin'

Hey, it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless game



Unfuckin' believable, little Wayne's the president

Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em even if they celibate

I know the game is crazy

It's more crazy than it's ever been

I'm married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federline



It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money 'til the death of him

The ground shall break when they bury him, bury him

I know one day they gotta bury him

But I lock my casket tight baby, so I don't let the devil in



People, it's just me and my guitar, yeah, bitch I'm heavy metaling

You can get to fuckin' Led Zeppelin

Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen

And we hold court, take your life for the settlement



Yes, I'm the best, and no I ain't positive, I'm definite

I know the game like I'm reffing it

This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the new testament

And I'm the God, and this is what I bless them with



Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me

Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me

And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire



I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, yeah



Junior, it's Cash Money over everything

It's in my blood I feel it running in every vein

I'm from the mud, I am a missile like the scud

What's really good, I'm about to ruckus like fud



And I stay on my flow and Cash Money like a rug

Tied to the fuckin' Birdman like a log

And dear Mr. Ronald Williams

To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim



Cash Money million, heir to the throne

Going at their heads like hair in a comb

Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the stone

Knowin' I might get through it like hair in a comb



Know money over bitches, my niggas trust my sisters

And I will take or trash it with the Lord as my witness

And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished

So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen



That I'm me, I'm me, I'm me

Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me

And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'm still a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, bitch



Last year they had the Grammys and left me in Miami

Sleeping on a nigga like I'm rapping in my jammies

I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies

Mel Gibson flew Lethal Weapon, book 'em Danny



I'm a monster I tell you, monster Wayne

I have just swallowed the key to the house of pain

Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain

Fuck with me, I will peel like the house's paint



Let's go, niggas don't see me 'cause I'm better than both

The only time I will depend is when I'm seventy years old

That's when I can't hold my shit within so I shit on myself

'Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else



I'm tryna tell you like I'm saying something

I'm from the dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff

And there ain't nothin' gonna stop me

So just envy it, hey, I'll accept a friendly quit

Ha, yeah



I'm me, I'm me, bitch, I'm me

Baby, I'm me, so who you? Fuck you, you're not me

And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I'm a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire

I know that ain't fair, but I don't care

I am a mothafuckin' Cash Money millionaire, bitch



The hottest, hottest under the sun

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man

You already know that, pimpin'

Cash Money Records, where dreams come true

Somebody goin' die tonight

You already know that, pimpin'

Hey, it's Cash Money Records man, a lawless game



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3 Re: Lil Wayne (lyrics) on Sun Nov 18, 2012 2:09 am

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راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
Beef

Huh
What?
What?
Let''s go, nigga (Where you at, Wheezy?)

You liable to catch me speedin'' up the six, or beatin'' up a chick
or standin'' over a stove, sweatin'', heatin'' up a brick
And we keep the hustlin'' slick, and got clips like bananas
We twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannons
We ran in habitats with masks and plastic gats
Stormin'' through the house, screamin'', "Where''s this bastard''s crack?!!"
I flash the Mack in front of your gal and make her tell
Like, "Slut! Where''s the yay, or I''ma pop one in your grill!"
It''s Lil Wayne, nigga - blast and bang triggas
Pay with my change, then I''m gon'' have to bang niggas
I bag the caine quicker, and sprinkle like rain, nigga
Flood the av quick with the quarters and halves, nigga
If you out, you can find me on the street with the work
If it''s a drought, you can find me on the street with the work
Never slip - I empty half a clip deep in your shirt
And put your whole clique deep in the dirt
Smell me?

[Hook-2x (Lil Wayne)]
Who wan'' beef with ''em?
Who wan'' creep with ''em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with ''em
See, we can sweep with ''em ''cause it get deep with ''em
And when it comes down to drugs, I''m on the streets with ''em

[Lil Wayne]
I''m the youngest Hot Boy on the field with heaters
Let my nine-millimeters kill your peoples
Bust up in your house and put the gun to lil'' Renita
Give me the yay, or else I''ma put her in her sneakers
Wow (wow, wow) you can catch me in all black with no smile
Me, Turk, G''z and ouch - chicka-POW!
How come these niggaz keep burnin the world
and why the hell this nigga Weezy keep firmin your girl?
Turnin the wheel on the orange and teal, Bentley drop
Then I''ma put that up and hop in the van and hit your block
Tell your mom to get the cops cause y''all gon'' need ''em
When you see them bullets that my glock pop, y''all gon'' eat ''em
See this for all my niggaz in the pen, I hope for freedom
And this for all my niggaz buyin bricks, I got ''em cheaper
Keep a nigga quiet as a mouse when I come
Wayne #1 Hot Boy, hot as the sun - ya smell me?

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Nasty case, nigga run up in your crib, crash the place
Blast the face, automatic attach to waist
You bastards play? Then it get awful and bad
There will be no more walkin for dad, and it''s off with your head
A nigga either gon'' get it right, or they get it at night
And when they spit it, lick his ass twice like 20 damn dice
Henny and ice is what I prefer but light on the rocks
I pack them clips tight on them glocks and light up your blocks
And if there''s, coke involved then your throat''s involved
I get the toaster and roll up and smoke most of y''all
Me and my nigga Super Sosa, run up in your crib
while your grandma watchin Oprah, jag her up and rope her
If you (?) chances slim like Ethiopia
If you want drugs, I got more flavors than Fruitopia
Recognize it''s real and nuttin udder than that
Cause one from the mac''ll have blood coverin your back, ha?



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4 Re: Lil Wayne (lyrics) on Sun Nov 18, 2012 2:10 am

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راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
Bill Gates

Skinny ass pants, fresh pair of vans
If you niggas keep trippin', nigga share an ambulance
Throw up blood with my hands, my gang poppin' niggas
Smoke that kush and not that reggie for you name droppin' niggas


All day I do it, I do it like Tony
Got a sign on my dick that say, "Bad bitches only"
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Man I'm on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked


Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "Pu"
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too
Yeah, all my niggas nuts and I'm a loose screw
Bitch I get big bucks pockets on Bruce Bruce


Yeah, I talk that shit, bitch I got red, bitch I got toast
Welcome to the murder show, I am the motherfuckin' host
They call me Weezy F Baby, yes. I do the fuckin' most
I'm at their throats until they choke, the God has spoke
I need a smoke man [Incomprehensible]


All these bitches and niggas still hatin'
I used to be a baller but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list of full of problems, I tend to 'em later
Yeah, life is a bitch but I appreciate her, man


All these bitches and niggas still hatin', yeah
I used to be a baller but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list of full of problems, I tend to 'em later
Yeah, life is a bitch but I appreciate her, man, yeah


It go dark ass shades, I can't see them haters
Now eat these fuckin' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
Dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White
I'm high all day, you can call that shit a long flight


Every nights a long night, every day is a holiday
I can fuck the squares, now do that mean I'm out of shape?
Yes, I talk shit, got to defecate to conversate
Weezy fuck the world, yup I fuck it till it ovulate


Get her to the crib, get in that pussy just dominate
Weezy F Baby and the F is for fornicate
Polo Ralph Lauren bitch, yeah, that's what my pajamas say
Big tall glass of some shit you can't pronounciate


Beau coup in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face
Still I do not give you motherfuckers the time of day
Pistol in your mouth, I cannot make out what you tryna say
And if they want a war, tell them motherfuckers bombs away


All these bitches and niggas still hatin', man
I used to be a baller but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list of full of problems, I tend to 'em later
Yeah, life is a bitch but I appreciate her, man


All these bitches and niggas still hatin', yeah
I used to be a baller but now I'm Bill Gaten'
Got a list of full of problems, I tend to 'em later
Man, life is a bitch but I appreciate her


Let it breath to 'em
Just let it breath to 'em, yeah
Young mula, baby
Young mula, baby
Young, young mula, baby
Just let it breath to 'em



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5 Re: Lil Wayne (lyrics) on Sun Nov 18, 2012 2:11 am

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راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
راهنمای انجمن-کاندید مدیریت
Come On

load up the guns guerilla war time baby
light up the blunts, light up the block time dawg
choppers with drums, ozzee''s, and glock time dawg
whoever he with, they better stay cause they to nice
and whoever and hit, jump out the window and get it right
then we run in his house and hit the body and haul them out
then we empty the clip and let the Lord sort em out
bust it really, it ain''t no stopping me cause i hang up to that ville
and now i''m tieing on my bandanna and i''m cocking back
jump out the Hummer and say lil shorty wear your stocking cap
dawg we got automatics, two shooters, six shots, and 50 round drums
hit your daddy, you suki, you son, your wife and move your momma
cause i''m off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil tec and i''m bout to knock off your brain
tell em''

[Chorus:]
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

[Verse 2: (B.G.)]
If drama come to me then it come
for that i got two glocks and a k with a drum
that''s what i ride with not what i got got ducked off
the mac, sweeper, the six shot, pump that sawd off
i got the tillery when beef kick
i got soldiers ready to march when that beef start
i got niggaz be in that zone on that herion
i got niggaz ready to kill when shit get real
i got niggaz that play all out akirts of the field
so get caught up in that place and your brain get spilled
oh it''s a game but it''s a game of life or death
you lose and can''t continue if you get dome checked
you get blues it''s all what duck gonna be next
come in that water and get wet
think you can fuck with me, you thoughts will get upset
i don''t shot to hit i shot to kill
believe me i don''t shoot for fun when i shoot it''s for real
Come on nigga!

[Chorus:]
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!
Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga
Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie!

[Verse 3:]
Give me the guns, i''m ready to bust one nigga
my nuts hung nigga, since i was young nigga
i get dumb nigga, with the M-1 nigga
i sip some nigga, and i flip some nigga
A uptown stunter, what the hell you think
ready for war, BUT I AIN"T NO CAPTAIN OF NO GOT DAMN TANK!
and you can take that to vegillity boy
i''m burning up, i''m on fire is you smelling boy
cause i be coming with the top down
letting them know how the chop sound
100 rounds tore the whole entire block down
assault rifle with a drum and beam totter
38 with a speed loader in my holster
Mac ozze achine with a strap around my shoulder
but if i pop my trunk i''m might just set off a damn explosure
i''m off the wall, off the hook, off the chain
got a sawd oil tec and i''m bout to knock off your brain
tell em''

[Chorus x2]

You ain''t gotta hollar wodie, here i come nigga! [x2]



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