Eh, it go whoa oh me oh my ay ay
I’m H-O-T-B-O-Y ay ay
I’m so fly I’m the Birdman Jaya
Stunting in the gray uh
Shortie play your player
Slick clean hey ya
Fifteen riding with me spray ya
You don’t want no drama with me play fa
Keep low or it’s murda she wrote pussy nigga
I gotta keep it cooking cuz the streets still hot for a shooking
Plus my late pops still looking
Bust my tray quick if ya hate the pimp
Think it’s all big fish I don ate the shrimp
Roll out with the hood cuz I’m so damn street
I rep Hollygrove and Hollygrove rep me
And that’s how Weezy Wee be
And y’all gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me

I’m riding and I’m dolo on my way to the stizzo
Knowing on my waist is the sizzo
Wheezy so hot glock ten and a pistol
Big rims with the tires thin as a pencil
Mami want me cuz I got pimping potential
I stick to my mental
Don’t make me stick my fifth to your temple
Forget I’m getting rich for a cent
Bitch I’m coming get you for my baby mama’s rent I will flip you
90 on the highway seeing what the whip do
Cops get behind me they want see the whip too
S-Q professor C-M-B alumni
Everybody else fails except the young guy
Don’t worry bout Weezy for real nigga I done mine
Got the biggest nuts up in here nigga I swung mine
The streets taught me never to fear nigga I run mine
I can’t lose cuz I won mine
Now run yourself

I got five drinks with me
And there be four chunks of dro up in my lung pipe
Three guns
Two bitches
And all I need is one knife
And I bet you don’t like
C’mon we only get one life
And if it’s done right
Freak a nigga might wife her
You know S-Q galore low chop three striper
I’m just trying to keep paper
Please, don’t be a hater cuz he’ll take ya Weeze
Don’t be a major cuz he greater
Cheese gon feed Nate
Brother it’s keys or emceeing
And I’m a C-O-A cuz I can move yay
Like you never thought hard or soft like a duck
And y’all don’t starve me
That shit could be bad for your heartbeat
Cash’ll get you snatched in a heartbeat
Mash in a mad dash in a Cadillac with the alligator dashboard
Damn whore
Yeah I know

[Lil Wayne:]
(Waaah) Reportin live from da booth,
Im killin these bitches, Young Wayne ??,
Untamed and loose, plus drank and juice,
I was once a spark, into a flame it grew,
I dont complain to you, dont complain to me,
Erbody got beef and I just came to eat,
Im in da game for D, if you in my lane I beat,
I been runnin this xxxx and i aint neva sprained my knee,
And guess who came home, Roney da OG,
He still on paper, nigga we neva free,
And fo my homie Streets imma twist one up,
He cant even hit da kush he gotta piss in da cup,
What is dis on my wrist, xxxx its sicker than uggh,
Yo Brisco, there aint a sky bigger than us,
Wats good im in diamonds is you tippin or what,
I took ya xxxxx and she aint comin back to work fo a month, Weezy!

[Brisco:]
Im in da all red slide spur?, sittin on Ashantis,
Wit a bad red bone dat look somethin like Ashanti,
[Lil Wayne:]
Ok, Light brown, tan medina,
Wit a, light brown thick thing like Trina,
Um, you probably seen us,
Rippin da streets up wit no top between us,
[Brisco:]
Your so genius,
Dats my word you know I got you twin,
You a real nigga dog, thanks for lettin me in,
[Lil Wayne:]
Yea, we in the game now and im bettin we win,
And im da rapper landlord just collectin my rent,
[Brisco:]
I put da house on lil Bris, he gon eat dis year,
Stop fo da real niggas who aint see dis year,
[Lil Wayne:]
Open ya eyes, open ya eyes, cash money has a new face,
And we go tie da xxxx up like a shoelace’
[Brisco:]
And dats me da young hood messiah,
07 imma set da xxxxxx hood on fire

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 (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

I don’t care about the outcome
I just want an income

I hate wanna be ganstas
But I respect made figures
Believe it or not I been cut from the same clothe that made jigga
Im far from a gangsta im
more like a grave digga
I mess wit dead people
Like Benjamin Franklin
Take em and bank em
Tell em duffle bag boyz 2 put all there money in a duffle bag
I bet it will neva amount to the respect that i have
Pits a earna earna
Pitbull will burn ya burn ya
Create a ….(?) nd make that thing do a tina turner
Dog I dont need chains
I need more attorneys
So my money can stay up late
And wake up early
I neva played golf
I chased ….(?) birdiez
That chico look clean
But he from the dirty dirty
(wooh)

Now I was bouncing through the club
She loved the way I did it but
I see her boyfriend hatin’ like a city cop
Now I ain’t never been a chicken but my fitty cocked
Say I ain’t never been a chicken but my semi cocked
Now where your bar at?
I’m tryna rent it out
And we so bout it bout it
Now what are you about?
DJ show me love
He say my name when the music stop
Young Money Lil Wayne
Then the music drop
I make it snow
I make it flurry
I make it out alright tomorrow don’t worry
Yeah
Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes (Young Money)

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 (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

(Streets)
Here we go one for the money
Two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll
Like some clap on lights in this bitch
I be clapping all night
In this bitch (uhh hun)
Lights off (uhh hun)
Man it’s on (uhh hun)
She saw me (uhh hun)
She smiling (yeah)
He muggin’
who cares, cause my goons are right here
Aye
Its nothin to a big dog
And I’m a Great Dane
I wear eight chains
I mean so much ice
They yell skate Wayne!
She wanna f**k Weezy
But she wanna rape wayne (uhh hun)

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
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..

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Okay,
It’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Like ehhhh!
Everybody say Mr. Rain man
Can we have a rainy day?
Bring a umbrella
Please bring a umbrella
Ella, ella, ella ehhh!
Bitch ain’t shit but a hoe in a trick
Bet you no one ain’t trick if you got it
You know we ain’t f**king if you not thick
And I cool your ass down if you think you’re hot shit
So rolex watch this
I do it 4 5 6 my click
Clack goes the black hoe pimp
And just like it I blow that shit
Cause bitch I’m the bomb like
Tick tick
Yeah!!

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
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 (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah
It’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Yeah
Young Wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love
T-Pain on them hoes
aha!

[Chorus:]
BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE

[Verse 2:]
They say you’re nobody til somebody kills you
But where I’m from you’re nobody til you kill somebody
And you kno what they say
When you’re great it’s not murder it’s assinate
So assinate me bitch
Cause I’m doin the same shit martin luther king did
Checkin in the same hotel in the same suite bitch same balcony
Like assinate me bitch
[?]
I don’t rap I film movies with my rap
You can call me Mr. Director Chair
Yea and that’s a wrap
Cut
On 2 the next
Not to the next scene bitch the next check
Some say the X makes the sex pects
So play with the pussy or play pussy

[Hook:]
So you got so many diamonds (hey pussy lay pussy)
You wear all the finest clothes (go or die say pussy and I say)
And your grill is shining (lay pussy lay pussy lay pussy)
As you’re driving down the street of gold (Hey Pussy)
BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE (Hey Pussy Don’t Play Pussy)
GET EM!

[Verse 3:]
Straight off the corner Apple and Eagle
Brave hard bitch like the times I’m medieval
Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral
Standin on the corner selling Porcelean to People
Forced into evil, It’s all in your head
It’s also cerebral, call me Canival
You follow when I lead you
Straight to the needle
The barrel, the battle, the beetles will eat you
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your pussy Second husband tried to beat ya
Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleever
He ain’t give a f**k I ain’t give a f**k neither
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features
You could smell the ether
You can see Cita
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
And she don’t play neither

BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE

[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 Bad
I’m Mad As A Mothaf**Ka, Why Im Rich
Brought A Bag, Brought A Nigga That’s High Im With
I’m Bad, Hit You In Your Eye And Your Bitch
Hit U When Youre High, Now You It, Now You Sit
Hardcore Baby, Yeah
Hot Cars
Stop Call
Rockstar
What You Know About It
It’s Not For A Baby, Unless You Weezy F Baby
And Please Say The Baby When You Say It Mothaf**Ka

[Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin’ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin’ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High

[Verse 2: Birdman]
See, We Ride For Flames Nigga
A G To My Name Nigga
I Dos Thing Nigga
I’m Gettin The Change Nigga
So Whos To Blame Nigga
About The Game Nigga
They Say I Did It
So F**K Them Niggaz
I Gave The Plan Nigga
I Gave The Game Nigga
Im Doin My Thangs
Still F**K Them Niggaz
I Know The Lane Nigga
I Know The Pain Nigga
I Know The Famoust
Still F**K Them Niggaz
Shh.. Nigga
Yeeah, We Chillin With Them Bithces On Us
Riiide The Nigga, While We Countin Down Our Hood Riches
Thinking About Aaaall The Hood Niggaz
Never Got The Chance To Hit Licks Before Them 6 Fingers
Nigga
And If Youve Done It How We Done It
Nigga Watch For The Law
Cuz We Knew When They Were Commin.
Nigga Haaands Up!
And Every Summer, I Had Hummers Nigga
Spent A Million Dollars Like It Was Nothin Nigga

[Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin’ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin’ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High

[Verse 3: Lil’ Wayne]
Check It
And No Fisher Can
And No Nigga Want
F**K With Me
Play With Me, No
Cuz I
Got Meet, Fo Sho,
And I, Got These,
To Blow, Fo Sho,
Come Up
Now If You Feel Me, Put Your Guns In The Air
Pull ‘em Out And Let The Playa Hate Us Before He Stare
Bang, That, Mothaf**Ka
Pop, That, Mothaf**Ka
Yeah! Fall Back Young Man Who
Weezy Baby, A Hundred Gran, You Understand
Your Wife Would Be Fittin Me Perfect, Exactly
Change Fallin’ Off My Ass
Pocket Cash Showin’,
Rock ‘n’ Roll
We Can Rock To My Bed, Yeah
Clothes Have You Shoppin
Patrone, Have A Glass Yeah
Wow, Now She Hot
Not Its On, Now Shes Bad
I Let Her Clothes Strap
While She Gone To My Bed
And I’m Gone To My Bed, Right Behind Her
Got A Couple Questions And That Pussy
I Tend To Go And Find It And
I Might Find Her If I Hit Her Right Behind Her
I Get Her How I Got Her
Now She Diggin My Piscana
Shit, Like A Virgin
But Like, Madonna
I Dont, Believe Her At All
Im Just Tryna Roger
Until, Things Fall Off
But We Good
This Is Cash Money, Young Money
Get It Understood

[Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin’ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin’ In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High

[Cory Gunz]
Im Millie in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanilli’s in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get brats who dont give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guinea’s wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep..
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha

[these lyrics unconfirmed in album version but present in mixtape version]
young money
C3
nay nay, daddys better
ok

a millionaire im a young money millionaire
what chyall really want it now
y’all dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming fluid
and I don’t care who it be, I’m steppin to it
notice I say ‘it’ cuz to me, it ain’t shit
get. it.
call me whacha like trick?
call me on my sidekick
never answer when its private
man I hate a shy chick
don’t you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain’t shy no mo’
she changed her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my girl
and she pops excellent up in waynes world
totally dude you should
see their faces when they see that
this robot can move
and its like…
hahaha, yea
and it go…
thats right

I’m a millionaire I’m a
young money cash money fast money
slow money mo’ money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a ‘rest in peace’ shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now don’t tell no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, murder me
and i’m a, murderer
so I murdered it

and you n***** is what i eatin ill make sure of it
and he who don’t believe me I’ll make dessert of him
sherbet him, I mean
shame on him, or her
Carter, Father of
this rap thang, this is my race
gon’ take a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gon’ take a nap man, its nap time
I’ll holla back at you at snack time

Weezy… F…. yea, ok
they say I’m rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon’ beat Lil Wayne
my name ain’t bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall knew dat
true dat swallow
and i be the shhhh
now you got loose bowels
I don’t owe you like two vowels
but I’d like for you to pay me by the hour
hahaha
and I’d rather be pushing flowers,
than to be in the penn sharing showers
see Tony told us this world was ours
and the Bible told us every girl was sour
dont play in the garden and don’t smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like I’m Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldn’t doubt me

man, life, just ain’t life, without me
hip hop just ain’t hip hop, without me
young moola baby
C3

a milli/millie lyrics and song/ lil wayne

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 stop sweatin me coward
and i would die for ours ride for hours supply the flowers
this is history in the making now shut the fu*k up and let me make it

chorus
please dont shoot me down cause im flyyin im flyin
im highup
please dont shoot me down cause im flyin im high up
(this tea is at a real good temperature right now. so am i) yeah yeah

verse 2
i spit alcatraz bars i know
and d-boys is the only alphabet boys i know
gotta 3-80 on my waist and rambo at home
no more bandana round my dome bandana in my right pocket
bitch im grown fu*k what you on
now watch me stand on the world as i sit in a throne
and if i jump ima fly and look into the eagles eye
and see i am nothin like you. why?
bitch see. it gets me how nothing gets me or get to me
and if you shootin for the stars than just shoot me
but your bullets dont reach mars
pause. clause. because ima a beast ima dog ill getcha
my picture should be in the dictionary next to the definition of def in dis s**t
because repetition is the father of learnin
and son i know your barrel burnin but

chorus
please dont shoot me down cause im flyyin im flyin
im highup
please dont shoot me down cause im flyin im high up
(hey talk to my daddy)

verse 3
pappa i did it to em. ima bastard
and ima do it again like nigga backwards
these niggas backwards but they behind us
now watch me get high like times up
now D bring the drums back
and watch me hitt em where there lungs sat like dat
i get respect cause if i dont ima take it
i see your boys hatin and i see your girls naked
drum sound like a naked gun switch clips with my thumb
then i pop another clip in and aim at his vision
cause wayne is his vison cause wayne is the mission
im aimin at a mirror

chorus
please dont shoot me down cause im flyyin im flyin (and ive done it before. please dont make me do it no more)
im highup
please dont shoot me down cause im flyin im high up (watch me soar. where the fu*k is my guitar. now roar)

[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: Lil Wayne]
Come On
Okay
Lil mama had a swag like mine
She even wear her hair
Down her back like mine
I make her feel right
When its wrong like lyin’
Man
She ain’t never had a love like mine
Man
I ain’t never seen an ass like hers
That pussy in my mouth
Had me lost for words
I told her to back it up
Like berp berp
And I made that ass jump
Like jerp jerp
And thats when she

[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 2: Lil Wayne]
Okay
After you back it up
Then stop
Drop It shawty
Drop It
Drop it like its hot
Drop it like its hot
Do do do it shawty
Don’t stop
Shawty said the nigga that she with
Ain’t shit
Shawty said the nigga that she with
Ain’t this
Shawty said the nigga that she with
Can’t hit
But shawty Imma hit it, hit it,
Like I can’t miss
And He can’t do this
And He don’t do that
Shawty need a refund
Needa bring that nigga back
Just like a refund
I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back
Because I Like That

[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

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Shawty
Wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me
Like a lollipop
Shawty
Wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me
Like a lollipop, lollipop
Shawty
Wanna lick me
Like a lollipop
I Let her lick the rapper

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

[Break: Static Major]
Call me
So I can make it juicy for ya
C-Call me
S-so I can get it juicy for ya
C-Call me
S-so I can make it juicy for ya
C-Call me
S-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me
So I can make it juicy for ya
C-Call me
S-so I can get it juicy for ya
C-Call me
S-so I can make it juicy for ya
C-Call me
S-so I can get it juicy for ya

[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 3: Lil Wayne]
I get her on top
She drop it like it’s hot
And when I’m at the bottom
She Hilary Rodham
Middle of the Bed
Give and gettin’ head
Give and gettin’ head
Give and gettin’ head
I said uh-hmmmm I like that
Say hmmmm yea I like that
I said uh-hmmmm yea I like that
hmmhmmm
Call me
So I can come and do it for you
Call me
So I can come and prove it for you
Call me
So I can make it juicy for you
Call me
So I can get it juicy for you

[Outro: Lil Wayne ]
Shawty wanna
Lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop
She She
Lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop (I say he so sweet
Make her wanna lick the rapper)
She She
Lick me, like a lollipop (And She Do)
She lick me
Like a lollipop
(So I let her lick the rapper)

[Chorus: B.G. and Juvenile, Lil’ Wayne]

[Juve:]</i> Nigga you got that llello?
[B.G.:]</i> Well cook something nigga
[Juve:]</i> Nigga you let them K’s go?
[B.G.:]</i> Well bust somethin nigga
[Juve:]</i> Are you duckin that law?
[B.G.:]</i> You better run from em nigga
[Juve:]</i> Are you playin with that raw?
[B.G.:]</i> Well won’t you front somethin nigga
[Wayne]</i> Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha
Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha
Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha, ha-ha
Tha Block is Hot, Tha Block is Hot ha..

[Lil’ Wayne]
See where I’m from we keep our guns out
Dodgin cops and burnin blocks, cause we be thugged out
It’s time to floss, two big bodies on Broad South
and they got quarter staffs and birds that run the house
It’s all good in the hood hustlin like illegal
Soon as you get it, hot SKIRT, like for them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto’
End up in Miss Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
This everyday, at the spot where niggaz murder on top, boy
It’s the spot where they got Fire Girls and Hot, Boys
We don’t know what be goin cause we so blunted from trees
and we’ll be round ya all day til it’s “400 Degreez”
And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the pulpit
They got a nigga that own the sto’, he flippin out off that broad
Betta stay in yo’ car, and make sure, your door is locked
Cause this ain’t nuttin proper, cause Tha Block, is jusssst Hot

[Chorus]

[Lil’ Wayne]
See watch your step on my section, gotta walk like, talk like
Where they shot out all the street lights
So you can’t see what nobody be like
And we like, to dress in all black up in my residence
Ain’t got on no suits, cause we ain’t tryin to be presidents
And ever since the coke drought, niggaz been on a trip y’all
So you better watch what y’all playin wit
Cause a nigga will try to flip y’all
They hit y’all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug
Hahhhh, catch your breath, now shhhhh, catch a slug
It’s street smarts, plenty niggaz that keep spots
When the heat starts, ain’t nobody got sweethearts
Callin weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk
We cut your week short, them lil’ boys don’t give a damn
Call out for that caper, won’t hesitate to kill a man
Run in his house and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam
Tie em up put em in the vans, then put a gat in his drawers
… tch, one move blow his cactuses off

[Chorus]

[Lil’ Wayne]
WHOOT! Some people call me cause Tha Block is Hot
Shk-a-BLAOW! Bust ya guns cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga shhhhh, cook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Say look Daddy, just hook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga WHOOT! Some people call me cause Tha Block is Hot
Shk-a-BLAOW! Bust ya guns cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga shhhhh, cook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Say look Daddy, just hook it up, cause Tha Block is Hot
Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn
My block on fire, nigga what about yours?
Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn
My block on fire, nigga what about yours?
The block is hot ha ha ha ha