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from Lil' Wayne - I Am Not A Human Being (Bonus Tracks) [single] (2010)
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda]
Okay I'm sipping on the syrup Got a nigga moving slow I'm all about the money What the fuck you think I do it for? Bitch don't act like you don't know I'm killing all these rap niggas Custom made casket for your motherfucking funeral Keep the women with me Shit I gotta keep like two or more Party everyday ,like we won the fucking Superbowl Chilling with my nigga Mack, he keep bitches handy White girl on the table love them sniff the nose candy When I'm walking by the women saying "Who is that nigga?" I replied "Hi, I am Gudda Gudda that nigga." I was raised in the home of the cap splitters Whip on 24's watch it crawl like a caterpillar I come with a toy, boy like a Happy Meal And you's a motherfucking duck, Daffy Dill I'm from the school of hard knocks, where we scrap and kill Pick the knife or gunner, you can get the package deal I'm hot nigga, burning everything around me I was lost for a minute took a while but I found me The streets say I'm king but the game will never crown me Realest nigga doing it just ask the niggas around me So you can't size me up or try to clown, a Shark in the water jump in and I'ma drown you New Orleans nigga, gun out, I'ma down you Put niggas to sleep like a motherfucking downer I'm a great white, you's a flounder Fish and a bitch, I tuna eveything around you U-Haul Gudda, moving everything around you It's Young Money bitch At the top is where they found us, nigga [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Uh, goons on deck Marley don't shoot them Silence on the gun Watch a nigga mute them The coach in the booth Call me Jon Gruden School these niggas, they all my students All jokes aside, I ain't playing with your The weed broke down, like a transmission The chopper spin him around, like a ballerina Bitch I'm still spitting like I ate a jalapena I'm from uptown, my bitch from Argentina My pockets on fat like Joey Cardigena Stunt so hard, it's all y'all fault And when it come to beef give me A1 sauce I ain't worried about shit, everything paid out You can catch me courtside at Dwayne Wade house With a high yellow thick bitch, with her legs out Cash Money president, but we in the red house Who the fuck want it? Make my fucking day I blow your candles out, now nigga cut the cake I got to eat bitch, like a runaway And y'all niggas ain't eating, stomach ache Okay, all these bitches, and niggas still hating I used to be balling, but now I'm Bill Gaten Fucking with my iPhone, bumping Illmatic I'm on the road to riches, there's just a little traffic Hair still platted, thugging is a habit Keep my guitar, hip-hop Lenny Kravitz Bunch of bad bitches, and I fuck them like rabbits Dope dick Weezy, your girlfriend an addict |
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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
[Hook]
And this is just a mixtape, Damn (Well it's a little more than that, It's more like a message. More like a change for the better) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (It's more of a dedication, D 3!) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (This what ya'll was waitin' for? DJ Drama!) [Chorus] And Ima Keep Fuckin' this word til ya muthafuckas come fo? me (ya) Don?t worry if me gotta gun, you should have a gun for me (ya) And all these niggaz is killaz and all these killaz wit me (ya) But you should be more afraid of the killa in me [Hook 2] Cuz Im bouta kill um Im bouta kill um Cuz ima bouta kill um Im bouta kill um So f**k it ima kill um So f**k it ima kill um So f**k it ima kill um So f**k it ima kill um (ya) {Chorus] And Ima Keep F**kin this word til ya muthaf**kaz come fo? me (ya) Don?t worry if I gotta gun, you should have a gun for me (ya) And all these niggaz is killaz and all these killaz wit me (ya) But you should be afraid of me [Mack Mane Verse] Young veteran, soon to be OG Plus I spit like a crack head wit no teeth I hear you lil niggaz barkin?, want more beef You like a nigga wit no guns, you gets no piece And when it comes to money my shit is obese Like della reece, I need celery Mo? money wat the f**k these niggaz tellin? me Im young Lucifer Take um all to hell wit, Ya Drop um off in a fire storm YM riot squad get our riot on If he testify like common see the fire bomb If you know whats best muthaf**ka get yo quite on These niggaz starving out here getting they diet on While im eatin nigga grippin on my styrofoam One man game nigga ima die alone For now im wit ya girl getttin my ridey ride pipa on [Willie The Kid Verse] Willie the kid pull guns like a hamstring No bull I push pro v?s like Pantene Blow like a trombone Funny niggaz tambourine Playaz get jumped like a trampoline, tangerine Gators day, nay-sayers, mascara wearas And my niggaz on paper getting paper like ball playaz No blood no foul, ya my heart cold as moscow We NAPA killin like a hot towel All my hoes hostile Not me, never tell me not now Rap niggaz forty cal to ya brow Roof remover We leave your brain with more air Manouvre, I leave your bitch wit a moist chair Seduce her, ya You rappers should be tired of lyin? But I know its hard like a tire iron But yet it complex like its Mayan science Or Aztec math Crazy as a mess tab I feed niggaz like a mess hall And yes y'all Its Willie I address y'all Or like a stylist Nobodies fly is this You crazy, im getting brain like a psychiatrist [Chorus] And Ima Keep f**kin this word til ya muthaf**kaz come fo? me (ya) Don?t worry if I gotta gun, you should have a gun for me And all these niggaz is killaz and all these killaz wit me But you should be afraid of me [Hook 2] Cuz Ima kill um Ima kill um Ya ima kill um Yes Ima kill um And ima kill um Ima kill um Ima kill ummummu [Gudda Gudda Verse] They say powder makes you hyper Reefer makes you calm Cigarettes give u cancer Well wounds make you dull While I sip the purple harlot Thick as my sudden drawl Put me on the ocean floor wit a mermaid wit no draws They got bats up in the cave Upside down blood rushin? to they head They reactin off a sound as I stand on the mound Pitchin for the crown Uptown bound face painted like a clown Reciting scriptures from the chapters Proverbs leviticus Old ass rappers complainin what the business is Bout the state of hip Soundin like some bitches hop yo ass up off a rich nigga dick Its ridiculous the new school nigga What you need to do is become a resident Under the condition Get yo ass up off your ass And get your ass up on a mission Become some competition Like Federo Nadal Young money nigga we ball Like kobe or chris paul For giving a whack cracker Still sippin cristal Wavin the lifeline Since lifes a bitch y'all Raisin up the skirts of jezzebels For no cash like "bitch give me that ass' Or pulling up to the lot like "give me that jag" No pulling up to the lot like "give me that lam" They study me, yeah They cram like im a final exam If i hit you in your back You'll need a spinal exam Im something like a rhino or ram Animal,beast Irritating you pussies like chlamydia,yeast YM militia you niggaz better retreat Or be like this beat R.I.P. deceased [Hook 2] Cuz Ima kill um Ima kill um Ya ima kill um Yes Ima kill um And ima kill um Ima kill um Ima kill ummummu [Lil Wayne Verse] Ya already, ya better call every paul barry in ya area the ball carrier gon get popped If I?m comin ?round the block the in swing drive gets stopped He gon drop like a flop On the court I love sports That?s why I play my b*tches cuz I got game That?s why you pay my b*tches (Yaay) Same hustle no mannie Im just hip hop they like two bunnies Who run it, b*tch nigga moi That was French, nigga not A kiss, nigga nah No homo, rappers get ate like 4 on 4 They say I f**k so and so And I be like so, so and so Nike?s on they neck, they like let me breathe Im sorry but I cant this is how we feed This is why we hot This is how we freeze To fast to follow This is why we lead And the money in the pocket isn?t why we Gs, see This is how we shoot and this is how we leave Ya know we tote steal, this is how we ease You can get the steel if you try these thieves now Glass needa Swisha let me climb these trees And im haters say we couldn?t this is why we bees This shit like puddin?, puttin? it down like gravitys pullin? 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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
(LiL Wayne)
Shooting till my motherfuckin hand fall off Your trackstars the gun shot ran yall off I pop like a soda watch the can fall off I can kill yall and yall boss Shooting till my motherfuckin hand fall off Your trackstars the gun shot ran yall off I pop like a soda watch the can fall off I can kill yall and yall boss Shotguns handguns louder than a band drum You fuckin with the drum major let me play you the anthem Bang bang bang bang call it heavy metal I say bang bang bitch i make you feel every letter B.A.N.G. B.A.N.G. G.A.N.G. We spray then leave We play when we know We play N.E. V.E.R. C.P.R. Doctor Carter are you the disease boy Young money motherfucka deez theez boyz Bitches you crazy Weez retardz Watch nina, mack and tommy have a brief minaj Like (gunshots) like (gunshots) yeah Soulja boy on the beat But you can call me chef boyardee Cause ima heat this shit And ima eat this shit Planet earth is my toilet your beneath this shit Then i flush and whipe my ass Gun slinger like a pass I cock back and throw a bomb now hailmary Your tailfairy fairy-tale very frail And yeah we got them hammers try and hit every nail Let em sail up the river with that hoe shit Or leave em face down in the fuckin ocean I aint on no other shit bitch im on some more shit That hello how you doing i am at your front door shit That aww naw he got a gun oh shit ..shit...shit (JAE MILLZS) Okay its young money what you know bout it The simuarto will rip open your body and tear the soul out it And all that fronting shit nigga I don?t know bout it Call me master J bitch im so bout it even my hoe bout it And don?t doubt it cuz we both will be Angeline and Braden Spazzin and blastin; blastin and rat- a- tattin And naw I don?t cook em like potatoes I mash em I don?t give a fuck bout your money or your fashion Shots through the window where your brand new astin?? You get out tryin to run now you just wit them bullets crashin Pine box niggas no crutches no cassin No wheelchair just a two door long black wagon flowers on the side And four wheels of steal.. I aint neva scared and I aint neva cared So fuck what they doing over there.. im doin it here You nothing like me fuck boy don?t be outlandish We gorillas in the mist you just some kung fo pandas Sweet like fantas my blood is the same as bruce bantis that record on the cameras Motherfuck all the bullshit and antics and they sayin he aint got it ???to clear for wayne that?s a disadvantage Being broke is a foreign language to me like Spanish musically I direct thrillers call me john Landis Nigha (laughing) Fuck that nigha in red jacket nigha |
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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
[La the Darkman]
Yeahhh... L.A.D. I'm all about that cheese, Swiss or Mozzarella Muenster, Colby, American or cheddar When it comes to robbery Nobody do it better Notorious L.A.D. Fresh Coogi sweater The cleanest Lyrics is the meanest Understand my English Nigga, I'm a genius Ice like a snow cone Writin' in my iPhone Went from sellin' crack To sellin' ringtones Straight out the projects To million dollar homes Inside the Carter Cookin' 36 zones 36 O's and I break 'em all down In and out of every trap All through the A-town The Embassy A.M.G. Young Money merger I'm a young champ like Ben Roethlisberger S.S. Chevy with the big block engine Rims and paint cost me a whole pension [Jae Millz] I don't need nothing but my niggas And enough weed to go around A tinted sedan some grams and a loaded pound Fuck what another nigga think of me I'm thinkin' multi-millions He thinkin' G's Nigga please Get your mind right Fuck tryna be fresh Get your grind right Cuz I'm like So in another league I throw my pitches At different degrees And I Sparil my pigskins At different speeds And I hit threes Cuz at different times I release My shot cold Nigga, I'm hot Don't be tight cuz you not Just be happy I'm lettin' you breath I'm the good, I'm the bad I'm the Devil, I'm Jesus It's Young Money bitch! The game needs us Gudda Gudda, what it is nigga? Kid-Kid Chi, get it how you live nigga My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealership And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom so they feelin' sick Diamond rings, diamond chains Royal suites, private planes Palm trees, big change I can't complain I made a promise to myself That I'll never be a have-not Nigga fuck bein' broke Shit Before that day come I'll A.K. stamp ya When there's beef I'm in the center like Tyson Chandler Fuck what you heard In the booth I goes off Like the lights if you ain't payin' It's the third And you already two months late witcha bill Clown nigga you's a lame Bitch nigga I'm Millz! Young Moula [Gudda Gudda] If you didn't, now you know It's the million dollar nigga Wit' the million dollar flow Icicle chain Got a million dollar glow Quarter mill' for the gang If you tryna book a show Templates on the Bentley Ridin' through the 'jects Got a pocket fulla money Nigga, hand on my tec I'm demandin' respect I'm a man to respect Disrespect your man Put my hand 'round his neck It's no other than Gudda Gudda man Still 'bout my money Nigga, fuck another man I'm on the paper chase All about the hustle man I be climbin' through your window Like I'm fuckin' Broadman Look I'm Shady Aftermath Put your head in a scope A bank roll with the bucks It's what these young niggas killin' for The game dirty On the streets tryna deal yayo Fifty clips at his hat Leave a peeled potato [Lil' Wayne] I call my Nina Bay like San Diego Get me twisted I'm a turn into a tornado And all my riders ridin' like a Winnebago You stay But I'ma let that A.K. go Rawer than Qualo Shoot you like Halo Give yo' ass a halo These bitches walk around actin' like they J.Lo Man, I remember when these bitches was just hey hoe Hey hoe, how you doing? Me? I'm doing every fuckin' thang Smokin' them dykes I'm on that Mary fuckin' Jane This shit so Tom and Jerry to Lil' Wayne And you MC's are just milk and cherries to Lil' Wayne Haha And bitch I'm greedy But if I keep eatin' you rappers I'll get sugar diabities Sweetie I'm a different species I'll crush your two fingers into a million pieces What the fuck do I be thinkin'? Kill, kill, murder And Benjamin Franklin Your girlfriend is into them gangstas And me bein' a gangsta I get into your girlfriend I stay still when the world spins And ain't nobody flyer than the Birdman You heard me? You heard him? Him bein' me And we are better than All y'all bitches, niggas, hoes Enemies, foes Threes, twos, ones But these dudes won |
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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
She's a Ryda
For Me I don't know If you've been told All I know Is that you've been warned About My Girl She's a killa She's bad Oh God. Oh My, She's a Ryda & she ridin for me. She's a ryda. Riding for me. Yea she'll ride it like a lady in a wheel chair. Louie V. Purse on her arm yea she got it still there. She gonna hold me down if the Feds come and get me. & Imma make her fuck the judge for a lighter sentence Yea the Devil Wears Prada Bitch and she riden for me you don't want problems bitch She about it bitch and she keep it real and she owns two twin pumps like a pair of heels. No Nicloe Richie no Paris Hilton just my gangsta boy spinnin like a ferris wheel. Takin money and she bringin it home for me.nigga Yea she a rider and she rydin for me. Chorus Now I don't know If you've been told. But I know Oh I know That You've been warned about my girl She's a killa She's bad Oh God God Damn She's a ryda & she rydin for me. She's a ryda & she rydin for me. Shawty hold da work fo me. Shawty hold ma gun fo me. Shawty take Daddy Dick Shawty Never run from me. Shawty know what I like. But Shawty do it how I love it. (x2) Shawty hold me down when all da bitches wasn't. Shawty never argued bout bitch or nothin Shawty know she numba one. Fuck dem otha bitches numba. She's a Ryda & She Rydin with Me |
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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
Lil Wayne
Magic, ahh ahh ow! Rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh Lemme spark up first... Magic, ahh ahh ow! Rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh Lemme spark up first.. Let you know what the fuck is goin on The dedication 3 .. count it 1 2 3 VERSE 1 Yeahh money makin weezy ,weezy makin money I keep my dick in my pants but them hoes take it from me I go to sleep on monday and i wake up sunday I go to sleep with money and wake up with money Man im all about 5 of em My girl so thick you can see her ass from the side of her hehe Yo girl just came in her booth somebody better get her a flammable suit i got that bitch jumpin like a kangaroo Aint a thang to do is to bang the screw I live in the clouds like the angels do Hey traffic let my vanquish through Hey ma this what i think of you .. I wanna fuck yo head off and fuck you ankles loose .. Then drank the juice .. Im dangerouss I got her clothes fallin off like the hanger loose Mmm i be the monster in her closet She wanna go to mars i tell her hop on top my rocket 5 4 3 2 1 take off John travolta with that head i suck yo "faceoff" Tell yo man take that cape off I put his ass in the pocket like the 8 ball Wait yall, i've never been tall But if i stand on my money ill be with god Like hallelujah baby its, its young mulah babyyyy Young gudda Hahaha yall niggas stupid Alright look Young gudda put the gun to yo head make ya pop like a bubble When i pop off you in trouble Gat to yo waist click clack niggas fuckin knee buckle Look at these suckas Talkin this bullshit they dont know gudda got a full clip And i pull shit Leave yo stupid ass wet like a pool bitch i dont bullshit noo Leave a bitch nigga stinking like bullshit Gudda aint the nigga you should fool with, no These niggas know me nigga Knife like Shinobi nigga...haha Lil Wayne Ha ha Yo motha owe me nigga Yo brotha paid me nigga Yo sista laid me nigga And i made your wife suck my weezy f. babies nigga Im still crazy nigga Fuckin right im wildin Nigga i just made a hundred fucking million dollars Nigga i aint even gotta rhyme, Nigga i just made a hundred fuckin million dollars |
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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight
Its young money bitch and You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like I said gudda gudda, t-streets, drizzy, drake, mack main, jae millz, tyga tyga You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight Its young money bitch and You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like Yea gudda gudda, t-streets, drizzy, drake, mack main, jae millz, tyga tyga You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like (Jae Millz) Baby we are so live you aint gotta check for a pulse Its young money But you can call us multiple choice See you can choose me Choose mack or gudda gudd, streets, drizzy, drake, tyga tyga Or all the above But no fallin in love We just fuck until we fall out and we fall asleep You wanna uptown hustla you can call on me Im jae millz for my money I make moves Like a R8 on the open street I know youre nasty I can see it in your eyes I can tell how you move its written all in your vibe So fuck ya man cuz what he livin is a lie He commercial its only 10 seats on them planes that we fly Plus im fly And no exaggeration but im so high fuck a plane Ill get you to your destination Holla at ya mizzan its young money Life is good fuck the forecast cuz everyday is sunny (Lil Wayne) "well not actually cause I make it rain" Whatever you like Yea you can pick the weather you like Ok Jae millz, gudda gudda, taz po, t-streets, mack main, tyga tyga You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like Umm.. They ask me am I single and I tell em hell no They ask who I go with I say whoever wanna go And we can go wherever you like They ask me am I single and I tell em hell no They ask who im fuckin I say whoever wanna know And I can fuck whoever I like (Gudda Gudda) Got my 2 fingers out the roof see me reppin out The levi's is skinny so im walkin wit the weapon out 2 bitches on my arm get my don won on Watch the ho's go crazy when the boys song on Multicolored stones on, we gettin money, yeah I get my styrofoam on, my cup muddy Yeah I walk down on ya bitch, then I run away wit her Let her do what she like, then I have my way wit her I aint tryna play wit her, I aint tryna stay wit her Im just tryna dick her down nigga you can lay wit her So give me myspace light dot com Im funk master flex with the flow I drop bombs Young gudda money bags, thats what they callin me Shittin on you boys like im sittin on the toilet seat Why M.O.B. we on that soprano shit Everyday we blowing cash we be on that hammer shit (Lil Wayne) Like you cant touch this Like you cant touch us with a pipe But we can touch whoever we like You could even do little.chucky, little twist, KY, bobby V, little scrap Didnt say me, cuz I got a wife So sorry not tonight Ohh, but you can do Gudda gudda, t-streets, drizzy, drake, mack main, jae millz, tyga tyga You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like Yeah Im steppin out with my niggas tonight And you could do whoever you like You could do whoever you like (toward end of verse) You see i hope your math is right Take you body as a sacrifice You see them flashing lights Welcome to afterlife |
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from Lil' Wayne - Dedication 3 Gangsta Grillz (2008)
(DJ Drama)
See you niggas killin' me man Did you think i don't hear you talkin'? Like "why wayne and dram' workin'? Didn't wayne dis dram'? Didn't dram' dis wayne?" (Gangsta grillz you bastards!) See ya'll niggas just wait til i turn around then talk about me Fool-ass niggas But i'll do this for ya'll Ya'll ain't learned that? HAHAHAHA (lil wayne) Uhh Young young young young young young yooouuunnng young mula baby Young mula baby young young mulah baby you ready? Weezy f bitch, im tired of yall hatin I know ya head hurtin' you tylenol takin mafuckers im the man Just ask your ol' lady, like a true gentleman im after yo lady Im a massacre waitin' to happen fuck all this rappin boy I get to cappin and leave you with holes like a napkin man He gon need napkin no a band aid no a damn grave I am rampage jackson on a rampage step in my cage Picture on my page printed in a best book Come up out my left pocket with a left hook Mamma said knock ya out, money made me block ya out I got the game on lock and i lock ya out My jewelery singin' like a oprah house, i bought that drop top phantom of the oprah yea, get silly not stupid man Never save a hoe she better ask soulja boy to superman You can bet when i sleep im poloed down head to feet, polo horses on my sheets, i get that from pimp c Tall cup of dj screw, sittin on a pint of big moe Sharper than a tack hoe, you can keep the tick toe Yea, red scarf on my neck, red diamonds lookin like red barf on my neck EHH Tell my bass, nigga sue woo cause i be with more B's than ju ju Big Boss im a big dog, and i dont mean fleas when i say im ticked off HAHAHA Nigga i dont eva scratch, and if she throw that pussy, big dog fetch type of soldier on some sketch that shit imma draw that pistol make your chest a tablet you are just a tad bit and imma whole lot young money motherfucka but the money so not |
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