You gotta walk like a (soldier)
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
You gotta walk like a (soldier)
Talk like a (stunna)
Move like a (player)
And get it like a (hustler)
Because I won’t let y’all worry me
I got something chrome that I carry with me
It’s Young Weezy Wee y’all ain’t scaring me
I’m the seventeen don till they bury me

Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay
I’m… Continue reading

Brisco:]
I’m from de cocaine era, packs in my stroller,
Two beepers and a flip, startech Motorola,
Bally silts? Kangol tilts,
Stand straight when the boss talkin, hush yo lips,
My affiliates contract hits,
I let da street declare war when you want dat beef,
Talk cheap, get money, I was taught to ride,
Loyalty came first and we dont switch no sides,
Imma savage on the block, nickel rocks, and heroin hopes,
I walked da ghetto like them, but… Continue reading

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I need a Winn-Dixie
Grocery bag full of money
Right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh)
You got Young Mula
In the house tonight baby
Yeah!!
Yeah!
Young!
Young! (wosh)
Young! (wosh)
Young! (wosh)
Young Mula Baby!

Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin’ mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way… Continue reading

Yessir!
They cant stop me…even if they stopped me ha ha ha yea
Im on it ooh im on it im so on it and how ever you want it
You can get it tonight hoe
And all night hoe I get the beat from
(Mistro)
A f**kin right hoe
I might go crazy on these niggas I dont give a motherfuck
Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up what!
What I dont give a… Continue reading

So you got so many diamonds
You wear all the finest clothes
And your grill is shining
As you’re driving down the street of gold
BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE
[Verse 1:]
Mama always told me I was crazy
My hoes say I’m amazin but I don’t listen 2 a lady
But the bitch say I’m hot and I say no bitch I’m blazin
Like wat the f–k u expect I’m a… Continue reading

We Back
Yeah..
The Flow’s On Me And I Promise Baby
I’m In My Zone
Wizzle, Come On..

[Verse 1: Lil’ Wayne]
One 90 Proof
Subline In My Shiny Coop
Uptown Is Inside The Pool
Shot Down Anybody Who
Come Round With A Loli Gat
Leave Around With The Body Bag
Legs Stiff, Toes Green
Give Him A Title Tag
Flossy Niggaz But Realize
Hes A Killa Behind The Flash
Bossy Nigga
So Presidential, Thanks To My Dad
Gotta Ask How I Got 4 Takes To Call Me… Continue reading

[Lil Wayne]
Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son… Continue reading

open up your hearts people
page 1 chapter 1 verse muthafuckin 1

yeah uh huh im drinkin hot tea bitch feel me

verse 1
yeah now if you let me you wont regret me
shit if you let me you wont forget me. remember
and if you dont then ponder. hold up bahh bahh
there’s a reminder
i aint kinda hot i’m sauna
i sweat money and the bank is my shower
haha and that pistol is my towel
ha so… Continue reading

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Ow…
Uh Huh No Homo…
Young Mula Baby
I say he so sweet
Make her wanna lick the rapper
So I let her lick the rapper

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Sh, sh, she lick me
Like a lollipop
She, she lick me
Like a lollipop, lollipop
Sh, sh, she lick me
Like a lollipop, lollipop
She, she lick me
Like a lollipop

[Chorus: Static Major + Lil Wayne]
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I’d like to touch
Ya lovely lady lumps
[x2]

[Verse 1… Continue reading

Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trustin no man
Got my glock cocked, runnin this thing, ya understand
We be steamin, blazin, nines pumped in caves and
Hollygrove 17th, the hood where I was raised in
Niggaz bustin heads and, runnin duckin Feds and
rocks under they tongues and, ki’s under they beds and
do it for the real niggaz, twenty-four seven hustlers
EHHH, until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers
Ain’t no… Continue reading