[DJ Drama:]
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(oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
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[Lil Wayne]
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YEA!
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Money money money get a dollar and a dick
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Weezy Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
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Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
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Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist
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Yes, Yep, I'm a muthafucking trip
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Ima trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
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Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
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If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
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And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
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Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
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Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
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And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
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Young tune, yea that's what my people call me
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Fifty thousand for the cross, trying keep the reaper off me
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I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin
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Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
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Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
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And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
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Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
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Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da target
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Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be retarded
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We done lost everything and you looking like a bargain
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Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
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I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing
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And I don't ever write, pause
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Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
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Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
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Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
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All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
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They usually want a baller and the young nigga balling
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Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggie
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But my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
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We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
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I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
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Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label contact me
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Dats a hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
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I'm a beast, I'm a creature, I'm the son of miss cita
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Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
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Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
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There's a 305 diamond I wanted ever since I seen her
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Got a topic of this evening, hotter than a tub steaming
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Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of one day being Trina
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Notta sim seemer, ten ki's in the Beamer
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Got a white girl driving, couldn't do it much cleaner
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I'm fly in the sky like that muthafuckin ribbon
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Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still living
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Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
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Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
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And bring me that Patrone, I don't play
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No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
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And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
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I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
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I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
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Then they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
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Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rage Rov
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Cash Money, Young Money, ho that money age old
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And can't a cage hold this animal from Hollygrove
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Sorry mommy I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
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Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hoes
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Gotta pay me now for me to even take these hos
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Price sizing for a show and the flow
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So either Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe
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Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
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If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a verse yea
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Weezy's Ambitionz
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| Lil' Wayne |
