Lil Wayne은 미국의 래퍼이다. 9살의 나이에 일찍부터 힙합 뮤지션으로 진로를 정한 그는 솔로 데뷔 이전 B.G.'z, Hot Boys 등의 그룹을 거쳐 2004년 [Tha Carter]를 발표하면서 솔로 활동을 시작했다. 앨범은 싱글 'Go D.J.'가 차트 5위까지 오르며 백만 장이 넘는 판매고를 올렸고, 힙합 팬들과 평단의 좋은 반응을 이끌어냈다. 2008년에 공개된 [Tha Carter III]는 상업적으로 가장 성공한 작품으로 미국 내에서만 3백만 장이 넘는 판매고를 기록하였으며, 싱글 차트 1위를 기록한 'Lollipop'을 비롯하여 'A Milli', 'Got Money', 'Mrs. Officer' 등 4곡의 Top 20 히트곡을 배출했다. 또한 이 앨범을 통해 올해의 랩 앨범 부문을 비롯한 3개 부문의 그래미상을 거머쥐며 음악적으로도 인정을 받았다.
2011년 발매한 [Tha Carter IV]는 2백만 장 이상 판매된 히트 앨범으로 Drake와 함께 한 'She Will', Bruno Mars가 참여한 'Mirror', 'How to Love' 등이 큰 인기를 얻었다. 2020년 [Rebirth]에 영감을 얻어 음악적 커리어를 집약시킨 앨범 [Funeral]를 발표하며 빌보드 앨범 차트 1위를 기록했고 음악적 동반자인 Mannie Fresh와의 환상적인 콜라보를 통해 올드 힙합 팬들의 갈증을 풀어주었다. .... ....
*Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me) I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me) Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me) Y'all dues money to ya Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me) I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me) Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me) Big thighs with brown-eyes
It's Lil Weezy for real Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still I got a good deal I'm from a trill hood I smoke real good Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice What that boy name Birdman junior, huh Fool was smile but five is so wild I can smoke a green mile Got a chrome need a Rolls shined up for you baby Bling-blow, I rock a throwback Jordan 23 Rolling on hot 23's Tote a big glock 23 You're looking at the seventeen ward of New Orleans My block living me I want you to look hard at some easy money Stop playing this is Weezy company Uh-huh
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I'm the son of Cash Money The fodd of the squad And Baby bout to buy me a house in the sky Cuz I'm so fly When my feet touch the ground sometimes I gotta ask myself why Coupe kinda wide but I move sorta quick Looking for my roof where it went Mink on the floor big shoes on the bed Windows are the tint more wood than a bench Working in the hood more green than the Grinch Please don't play cuz I'm connected like Sprint Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim It's Lil Weezy Sucking on my wrist real breezy And this is what I say when you see me Look, and leave your broad at home she get took Cuz I'm a player hold the game by the book
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Some call me Weezy But hoes holla look at Lil Wayne In that booger-green lay like should've been Mace Sweet, do speak when I should've put trays Forget it I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blaze So move over what you say shortie We could do rent pussy Normally I wouldn't but beating through the Texas And beating went to the A Eat with desert fey But yeah I'm on my way Cuz I know he got that hay Hey little mami You a ghetto fire tin You come to my post on the island Come on that chronic He-he empty vodka bottles I be high he be drunk that my roll model I rolls by you with my seat reclining When I stop rims don't keep spinning they keep shining Money don't stop keep spinning and keep grinding Cash Money what you hollering, huh
[Pharrell] & (Pusha T in sing-song voice) Yo... I go by the name... (I'm yo' pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes... And I just wanna let y'all know... (I'm yo' pusha) The world is about to feel... Something... (I'm yo' pusha), that they've never felt before C'mon
(Pusha T) From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the...neighborhood pusha Call me subwoofer, 'cause I pump "base" like that, Jack On or off the track, I'm heavy cuz Ball 'til you fall cause you could duck to the fetti govs Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes Benz convoys with the wagon on the side Only big boys keep deuces on the ride Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side Man, I make a buck, why scram? I'm trying to show y'all who the fuck I am The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm hurting Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland Platinum on the block with consistent hits While Pharrell keep talking this music shit
(Malice overlapping last line of Chorus) Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man I bake them cakes as fast as I can And you can tell by how my bread stack up And disguised in this rap so the feds back up Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless Doing a buck-six with me in the cockpit Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a dozen Even eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin' And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name So much dough, I can't swear I won't change Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself Cocky, something that I just can't help 'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill Filthy, the word that best defines me I'm just grinding man, y'all nevermind me
[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)] Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!) Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)
(Malice) My grind's 'bout family, never been about fame From days I wasn't "Abel/able", there was always "Cain/caine" Four and a half will get you in the game Anything less is just a goddamn shame Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake I'm Grinding (Pusha T overlapping Malice's last line) I move 'caine like a criple Balance weight through the hood Kids call me Mr. Sniffles Other hand on my nickel-- Plated whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue Lose your soul in... whichever palm I'm holdin' One'll leave you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin' I'm grindin' Jack
[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)] Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining Niggas better stay in line, when When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!) Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining Niggas better stay in line, when When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)
uh chhh uh chhh uh chhh holla at me (mannie fresh in background)
Say boy You dont wanna get hit with the AR AR 15 15 Flip cars So just imagine what it do to pussy niggaz thats goin against me I come hard So hard that I'm bruising up my knuckles I'm watchin my fist bleed fists bleed So what I'm bustin this bustin this fuckin up everyone that it see So move to the left cuz you might catch a hot one Tear a whole square out ya chest with the shotgun Make a whole pair out one nigga with the shotgun We can go there my nigga I'm so there Rockin by myself with the chopper on the backseat Shoot at the driver side knock his body to the backseat Stop Pause Nigga I'm Dominique Dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off
Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce
And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce
Ay fella You dont wanna get hit with the AK AK 47 47 It have you battlin guns and roses Roses and dresses Funeral settins Blessins Ay man You see em on the waist I'm tryna shoot straight straight shot Dont lose faith Homie use safe Hit you in ya grill now they call you two face This aint dance this a motherfuckin pressure point Earthquak break a nigga down to a decimal Break a nigga break a nigga down to a vegetable Lay ya grandmother next to you This the the untestable the untouchable the young stunna dude Whatever stunna do Stop Pause Nigga I'm dominique dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off
Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce
And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce
Ay chump You dont wanna get hit with this straight pump just a pump With the pump with the pump Not the pump the pump You know if I get em he gotta bend he gotta lean he gotta slump I shot em once with the buckshots (oh) Make it look like a sun shots (oh) A nice body all dumb hot He turned cold dead Anybody in the city cops say did Look me in my eyes nah look me in my barrel Leave a barrel strawberry cherry on ya apple I'm a very scary New Orleans mammal Shotty on my back got me walkin like a camel Put a hump in ya back and lift you up I'm Weezy F. Baby Gettin so tough Stop Pause Nigga I'm dominique dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off
Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce
And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce
uh chhh uh chhh uh chhh holla at me (mannie fresh in background)
Say boy You dont wanna get hit with the AR AR 15 15 Flip cars So just imagine what it do to pussy niggaz thats goin against me I come hard So hard that I'm bruising up my knuckles I'm watchin my fist bleed fists bleed So what I'm bustin this bustin this fuckin up everyone that it see So move to the left cuz you might catch a hot one Tear a whole square out ya chest with the shotgun Make a whole pair out one nigga with the shotgun We can go there my nigga I'm so there Rockin by myself with the chopper on the backseat Shoot at the driver side knock his body to the backseat Stop Pause Nigga I'm Dominique Dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off
Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce
And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce
Ay fella You dont wanna get hit with the AK AK 47 47 It have you battlin guns and roses Roses and dresses Funeral settins Blessins Ay man You see em on the waist I'm tryna shoot straight straight shot Dont lose faith Homie use safe Hit you in ya grill now they call you two face This aint dance this a motherfuckin pressure point Earthquak break a nigga down to a decimal Break a nigga break a nigga down to a vegetable Lay ya grandmother next to you This the the untestable the untouchable the young stunna dude Whatever stunna do Stop Pause Nigga I'm dominique dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off
Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce
And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce
Ay chump You dont wanna get hit with this straight pump just a pump With the pump with the pump Not the pump the pump You know if I get em he gotta bend he gotta lean he gotta slump I shot em once with the buckshots (oh) Make it look like a sun shots (oh) A nice body all dumb hot He turned cold dead Anybody in the city cops say did Look me in my eyes nah look me in my barrel Leave a barrel strawberry cherry on ya apple I'm a very scary New Orleans mammal Shotty on my back got me walkin like a camel Put a hump in ya back and lift you up I'm Weezy F. Baby Gettin so tough Stop Pause Nigga I'm dominique dawes Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off
Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga We hold shotguns we pop that nigga And when you shoot it dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce
And when it hit you dont it It make ya body bounce You do the shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce Bounce shotty bounce Now bounce shotty bounce It make ya body bounce Bounce shotty bounce
Artist: Destiny's Child Feat. T.I. & Lil Wayne Album: Destiny Fulfilled Song: Soldier [1st Rap: T.I (DC)] Hey (I want a Soldier!) The way you got it, I'm the hottest around They'll know it when they see you rollin' impala's around (I got a Soldier!) Wit the top down feeling the sounds Quakin' and vibratin' your thighs ridin' harder than guys Wit the chrome wheels at the bottom, white leather inside When them lames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at B Ya, gotta be g's you way outta your league Please! [First Verse: Kelly (DC)] We like dem boys that be in them lac's leanin' {Leanin'} Open their mouth their grill gleamin' {Gleamin'} Candy paint, keep that whip clean and {Clean and} (They always be talkin that country slang, we like) They keep that beat that be in the back beatin' {Beatin'} Eyes be so low from there chief {chief and} I love how he keep my body screamin' {Screamin'} A rude boy that's good to me, wit street credibility [Hook: DC] If his status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If his status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street [Second Verse: Beyonce (DC)] We like dem boys up top from the BK {BK} Know how to flip that money three ways {Three ways} Always ridin' big on the freeway {Freeway} (Wit that east coast slang that us country girls be like) Low cut caesars wit the deep waves {deep waves} So quick to snatch up your Beyonce {Beyonce} Always comin down poppin our way {Our way} (Tellin us that country girls the kinda girl they like) [Hook: DC] If his status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If his status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street [Bridge: Beyonce (DC):] I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna take care of me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Don't mind takin one for me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna spend that on me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Wouldn't mind puttin that on me (Where they at) [2nd Rap: Lil Wayne] Hey, see cash money is a army I'm walkin' wit purple hearts on me You talkin' to the sargeant Body marked up like the subway in harlem Call him, weezy f baby, please say the baby If you don't see me on the block I ain't tryna hide I blend in wit the hood, i'm camouflage Bandana tied, so mommy join my troop Now every time she hear my name she salute [Verse 3: Michelle (DC)] I like dem boys over there they lookin' strong tonight {Strong tonight} Just might give one the phone tonight {Phone tonight} Homey in the dickies in my zone tonight {Zone tonight} He don't know it might be on tonight {On tonight} Ooh he lookin' good and he talkin' right {Talkin' right} He the type that might change my life {Change my life} Everytime he look at me my girls be like {Girls be like} (That one may be the one tonight) [Hook: DC] If his status ain't hood<...
[Jermaine Dupri:] Question, What Ya'll Know About Swangers On A Slab? 30's On A Hummer With The Butterfly Doors, Lucky Charm Teeth Lack On Dem D's, Chevy's Sittin' High Iced Out Everything, Stacks On Deck No Bank. What Y'all Know About 5 Of The Hottest Young Niggas In The Game? Bow Wow, $hort Dawg, Scrappy, Tha Boy Lil' Wayne, The Homey Pimp C We Got A Little Story To Tell Ya'll About Where We Come From.
[Verse 1: Bow Wow] I Come From Where A Chevy Wit A Trunk Full Of Bump Is All That's Wanted In A Year It Don't Matter Long As You Throw Some Throw Some D's On It Mouth Cost More Than Your House House On 10 Acres In The Inside So Fly Niggas Call Me Jim Baker From Ohio To Texas We So Infectious ATL To STL Is Gon' To Be Hard To Catch Us I'm Talkin' 'About Niggas Poppin' Pills, Pills, Sippin' On Bar, Bar, Drinkin' Crunk Livin' Like It's No Tomorrow See Out Of Towners Can't Understand 'Cause I Cut All My Words Shawt Poppin' Tags Is Mandatory Saturday At The Mall Hoods Ain't Hoods They Cardboards & Zones Guns Car Choppers & When It's On It's On See The Kids Can't Live Without It & It Ain't Nothin' You Can Do About It Learn How To Bounce & Get Out It Hear Me Out See The Kids Can't Live Without & It Ain't Nothin' You Can Do 'About It Learn How To Bounce & Get Out It & Now Answer Me This.
[Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise?
$hort Dog Holla At 'Em!
[Verse 2: Too $hort] The Boy Country Like Overalls You Know That Dawg Catch Me In A Slab The Same Color As Bowlin' Balls Crusin' Up The Avenue I'm Probably Gon' Give You Hoe On Cop 'Cause I Ball Hard & I'm Stuntin' Just Like It's No Tomorrow So Yesterday I Swear I Spent About 50 G's On A Wrist Watch That Shine Brighter Then The Christmas Tree If You Was Gettin' Cheese You Would Probably Spend Too So Don't Hate 'Em 'Cause I Blow Paper Like The Wind Do & Hop Out Clean So Watch Your Queen I'm My Biggest Baller In Houston Homey Not Yao Ming I Mean I'm Gettin' Money Man So My Pockets Hell A Chubby & I Be Sippin' Drank That's Purple Like The Teletubbies So When It Comes To The Women Dawg I Can Tell They Love Me They Put They Panties In A Envelope & Mail 'Em To Me, Damn. Now How's That For Some Fan Mail? But Me & Bow Gotta Question Know The Answer Raise Your Hand Yell.
[Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise?
Scrap Get At 'Em!
[Verse 3: Lil' Scrappy] Yeah They Call Me Fisher Price 'Cause All I Do Is Play Nice & I Hang Around The Gang Of Gorillas That Love To Fight I'm The Ice Man I'm Far Away From The Sun But I'm Still Hot Like A Bullet Pushin' About A Gun My Charger Look Like A Muscle Liftin' A Ton You Can Pickin' On Me Then You Picked The Right One That's Right You Pass Another Drink & I'm Sippin' Another One You Trust Me Up I'm Blunin' I'm Blowin' Myself A Bun Got A Froot Loop Coup Lookin' Like Orange Juice When Them Hoes See The Truth They Don't Be Knowin' What To Do Yeah I'm Scrap, Scrap, The Youngest Young Nigga In The Nation Young Nigga Quit Hatin' On The Money That I'm Makin' I'm Just Country Nigga.
[Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise?
Weezy! Holla!
[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne] Look They Call Me Wayne That Is Our Cheporone So Far Ahead Of The Race I Don't Know Which Lap I'm On, Damn Little Homo Young Louisiana Hit You With The 3 5 7 Like MC Hammer & Money Talks So That's My Grammar If You Ain't About Money You Can Step Like A Gambler. Am I The Illest Doin' This? Hell Yeah I Am Fresher Then The Prince Of Bel Air (Me Too) & O.G. Kush Is What You Smell Here Smokin' The Biggest Blunt's Don't Worry I Brought A Spare They Say I'm At The Top But I'm Almost There & When I Get I Will Sit Don't Worry I Brought A Chair I'll Put Ice All Over The Altermare But Yay Watch Face No Time Is Hard To Tell & I Will Do Whatever Tha Carter Shell So Hot Goin' Out Wit Me Is Like Goin' To Hell.
[Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise?
Ladies and gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen) gentleman, gentleman, gentleman You are tune in to the very best, So beautiful, Jazzy Phizzle, Chris brown lets go
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Well I bet I couldn't look more bolder, hold her, As we dip into my solar, Call me forward baby I Explore her, Its navigated your the one like Lincoln, Black Bentley, you'll look better in a pink one, She's smokin' and I about to steam one, Let's get And make Love on Venus, Baby the ball is in your court like Serena's, Make me jump ova that net between us, And let nothin' get between us, We too hot only sweat between us
[Chorus] Girl your hot like fire {Gimme what'cha got} Coldest thing movin' {Gimme what'cha got} Heat up like summer {Gimme what'cha got} Girl you know what you doing {Gimme what'cha got} 28's on a hummer {Gimme what'cha got} 'Cause your the number 1 stunna' {Gimme what'cha got} You got it {Gimme what'cha got} You got it Girl
That's it baby girl put it on my zipper, We in the club but I still wanna tip her, You should be my Mrs., I can Mr., Put me on deck shorty I can be your skipper
I'll give you a kiss for every time you me smile I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while Longer and I gettin' stronger, feinin' in to get with you shorty do what it do
[Chorus]
Exit it now I got place that we can go, Back seat actions son room for deuces, And the windows tinted, so nobody can look in, Put it in gear and burn out with me
I'll give you a kiss for every time you me smile I'll give a thousand if you stay a little while Longer and I gettin' stronger, feinin' in to get with you shorty do what it do
[Chorus]
Girl Your the finest thing I've seen and I'm tryin' to get with you Girl Girl your on fire and I know that your burnin' hot {shorty your burnin' up} You got me, you I'ma set you on fire And all I do, is think about you
We be stuntin' on these bitches get money on these bitches 250 on the wrist nigga we be the illest we be the realest see em be niggaz up-town soldier with the money to the ceiling shinnin' like a diamond from an eagle to a pigeon birds on the wire a hundred deep and we chillen
finger on the trigger thats the up-town livin' high o the sky no doubt we livin' hustlin' doin donuts in the lamb candy on the slam 50 on the air hundred at the crib get it how ya live stuntin' on these bitches red diamonds how i feel
DJ Khaled Dis for da hood, Dis for da ghetto Dis for all dem niggas gettin dat money Dat cash money, Dat 100 million dollar money We got money We da best
Rick Ross Ridin big, gettin mine Two microwaves flip a brick at a time Bandana on da handle ready for da whip When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear I disappear in da middle of da night When I reappear bet da boss look so bright Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy We ridin low, Gettin high 80 round drum let ya know da time When you see da Maybachs nigga know its mine Ridin on da 2 4's runnin ahead of my time Watch runnin from kind, Anotha one on my mind Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho in da line In da hood ho niggas act funny Only real niggas really get to touch cash money
Cool, Dr. Dre I spend about 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto
Birdman Everyday a new whip hommie, So you know I gets my shine on Flip after we flip hommie, So you know I gets my grind on Birdman daddy, Pullin up in dat brand new Cadi Got money, livin lavish, Got bitches, shippin baggage Move dem thangs, Get dem thangs, Switch dat lane Get dat chains, Flip dem thangs, Get yo money hommie do yo thang See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money lik 10 more times nigga
Cool, Dr. Dre I spend about 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto
Young Jeezy I'm from da ghetto, da bottoms, da hood, da slums There's money out here, we just tryin to get some Cool like Dre nigga, A like K When ya talk about me you better watch what ya say Don't ever keep dem thangs where ya lay Cuz dem pussy ass niggas show da folks where ya stay Ya thought he was ya dawg, said he was a G Sounds like anotha code feeling to me Niggas move sloppy and I really don't like it F**k around and get everybody inedited Saw dis shit commin, you woulda thought I was a psychic F**k around go dead broke tryin to fight it
Lil Wayne I, I, I all nighted, I every dayed it And when it comes to my dues, I over payed it Rated hood bitch, Bitch I'm hood bitch I aint a asshole, but I'm on some hood shit I wish I would switch, I don't know how Blood gang sworm like a red ant pile Mean mug, like I can't smile Like my grill big, Coast me a 100 thou
Cool, Dr. Dre I spend about 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto
DJ Khaled Cash Money Millionaires, Cash Money Billionaires, Cash Money Trillionaires We rich, We aint neva gone stop, Neva We got money nigga
(Lil Wayne:) Stunna it's your turf baby haha And me the heart thrive Yeah I be with dem different hoes You know dem different hoes I mean dem Believe dat Uh huh Believe dat Tell em girl Believe dat
(Birdman:) Got a bitch in the back Got a hoe in the front Got work in the back Got more in the front It be the birdman baby Birdman everything kosher Birdman baby feathers all over Tony montano white leather soft sofas Got to many cars so now I buy choufers All about my penion like a motherfuckin loafer I was in the crack game before baking soda Bitch I'm a o-g bitch I'm o-g I'm gettin high off my money Til I o.d see you don't know me the bitches know me my old hoes tell me go back to gold tee King size bed nigga gold sheets gold bottle for breakfast nigga let's eat I got five and they all sexy, they all drive new cars and they love me
(Lil Wayne:) Yeah cause I be with dem different hoes I mean dem different hoes
Believe dat Uh huh Believe dat Tell em girl Believe dat Put your name Believe dat Where you from Believe dat I know what your saying Believe dat It's like I'm just playing but Believe dat
(Birdman:) Look fresh with the heavy metal You know I need that Gucci stay fly on the stage believe dat We one of a kind we do it til you see me black Ice with the chrome and the silver how you love dat Too fresh to cool too shiny too foo' too sunny spend money That just what we do believe I'm shine believe I'm a grind Believe me your girl at my house all the time believe I'm a bout to hustla believe I've got the mustla believe I'm a stunna man you know I know the struggle Come from the pot pan come from another land Come with a better game baby I'm the bird man
(Lil Wayne:) Yeah cause I be with different hoes Ya know dem different hoes I mean weezy believe dat You jus gone cut me off Believe dat
What believe dat I know what Your saying Believe dat I feel you Believe dat Ay why you crying Believe dat Yo you ain't lying Believe dat
I'm on the yacht and boats Pills and hydro Bras and money homey That's what a nigga know She know I shine cause You know I grind cause She know I'm high with the metal all the time cause And she believe me and she all in me We poppin bottles to a few of her ocean b I'm all nc. I'm all good daddy I'm the birdman You know I'm in the new caddy Believe me she get money just like me I stay strapped with the flame in my new fleet 100 millon dolla suede seats with the leather seats With the gator on the front with the platinum teets
Ya bitch I be with dem different hoes I mean dem different hoes I mean weezy Believe dat They just gonna cut me off Believe dat I understand Believe dat Believe dat My girl say and I say believe dat (x2)
Yeah Believe dat one hundred Let me take a shot I want my shawdy I like dem tall thin and shot Girl what Believe dat Believe dat
[Intro - Lil Wayne] And we gone grind I say we gone grind I say we gone grind (X2) I'm grinding y'all
[Verse 1 - Birdman] Fuck it we going to get it homie Pop it and split it homie, live it and hustle homie Grind till we billions homie, more money, new lens More money, new Benz, more money, two twins What we toting homie? Got it from the bottom, raised to the top with it, hundred mill' rock with it Hundred mill' drop with it, got the Benz and the Phantom like way back Forty, fifty cars in my hood, bitch touch that Play the model nigga, drinking out the bottle with it, on the island with it Money and power with it, watch the little nigga jam on you bitches While I'll be sitting on the island, nigga fucking these bitches More hundred
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X4 And we gone grind I say we gone grind I say we gone grind
[Verse 2 - Brisco] Same clothes three days, watch me get my grind on
My auntie say I smoke too much, that's why a nigga mind gone Can't stop hustling, I get it from my dad, all I know is box, Cuban stamps, and Ziploc bags Rental cars tinted out, time to hit the interstate Got a fetish for Ferraris and bad bitches I can renovate I ain't talking penny weight, I'm talking big money I'm talking breaking it down, to the last onion Poppy know my forte, I get them and drop And if they rolling up the rug, we shake them down and re-rock them I got to get it, it's all about a dollar, I do it every day so I'm living blue collar
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Birdman] Shit, see I came across the state lines, know I had to get mines Hundred mill' was the ticket, for a straight grind Know I had to get back where I started, had to get back what I lost, new fleet that I ordered Got more chips, flipping out the other licks Bad for the birds homie, born hood rich Came from the rockets straight to the topics That's how we getting it, big money won't stop it More hundred
(Intro: Birdman (Lil Wayne)) {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (Look like I got on a championship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)
(Verse: Lil Wayne) Okay start wit straight shots and then pop bottles Pour it on the models, shut up bitch swallow If you cant swallow, shut up bitch gargle Straight up out the water wit my Mark Jacob's goggles Im fresher than a muf**ka, yup Im a muf**ka No I wouldn't take ya girl but I shall take her tongue from her Could you tell I love woman, like no other woman Oh Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman
(Hook: Birdman (Lil Wayne)) {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (Look like I got on a championship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)
(Verse: Birdman) Now as I recline behind my desk I aint got a lot of nikes but I got a lot of cheques (money) Got my own shoe brand new on the set Went from sittin in a cell to sittin on a jet From shittin in a cell to shittin on a jet I lost too many friends but I won too many bets (too many bets)
I made too much money I aint made enough yet So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (shawty) So many niggaz throw my hood on they back So many niggaz from ya hood on they back Thats why we so paid and it be like that I rather pop a bottle, befo I pop a gat
(Hook: Birdman (Lil Wayne)) {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (Look like I got on a championship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)
(Verse: Birdman) Yea, only sippin red champagne White-tee red hat red bandana Uptown, choppers struck upon ya F**kin wit the Birdman we choppin yo companion F**kin wit my son and we run up in ya mansion Chopper make music, bitch start dancin Stunna man back so you know the circumstances And Im cookin up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin) All my cars automative automatic No lie, we dont even drive no askin Uptown we packin and we stackin (believe that) Young Money Cash Money we the champion
(Hook: Birdman (Lil Wayne)) {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (Look like I got on a championship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.) Ya Did.
(Chorus: Lil Wayne) Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor! Me come them say Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor!
(Verse 1: Fat Joe) Coca Bitch! Here is something you can't understand. How I can just kill a man. Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster. I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics. Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that. I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag. Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate. Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're niggerich. I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me. Look at all the shit I be talking and no one touched me. "Pray and pray for my downfall" BIG said it; so I made it rain till it poured. Speak from the heart, this emotional rap. Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that. Crack! A G what the streets done made me. And the only language I speak is "Fuck You Pay Me!" Bitch!
(Chorus: Lil Wayne) And when me come them say Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor!
(Verse 2: Lil Wayne) Say Pardon! Bad man no take Pardon! Peer gunshot army them make backup! A man no fear no man, man no fear no one! Man a real Islam, man a get down done! A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car! Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war! Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya! Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya! Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya! Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya! And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa!
(Chorus: Lil Wayne) And when me come them say Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor!
(Ad-Lib: Birdman) Yup! Put it in the air nigga. Light your lighters in the air. This for my dead homies. Yeah!
(Verse 3: Baby aka Birdman) "Gangsta Gangsta" that's what we yelling! Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell them! We in the hood, getting money, we swelling Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight We getting it right, we plan, then hit, then flight We know the rules nigga, live by none Get it by none, bitch I'll kill for my son
(Verse 4: Lil Wayne) Yeah! Gangsters don't live that long. That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home. And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearning. To walk up in a church and believe the sermon. But instead, I spark up and relieve the burning. Hoping that he understands my reasons for it. No, I ain't evil; I'm equal. And nigga I ain't sweet; motherfucker I'm diesel!
(Chorus: Lil Wayne) And when me come them say Hey! See me point that gun at y'all me no play! Me come for murder them all the cowboy way! Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way! Me make way! Uh Oh No! Him fro so dark and him hat so low! Me never ever ask to become solo! Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold! Me so poor!
100...stunna!..wot it is nigga?...i fucking love it!..we ride and die fo this money nigga!..(haha) its your turn..
lil wayne chrous (2x) i gat(belive that) and im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right (2x) (yeah)
birdman dear lord, help me, give out this water cant go under cause i got my son and my dawta, i cant beat that, we cant do that, we had to get it how we life nigga fuck that, ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas dont play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga a whole brick, watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs, nigga solute and we get religous, money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness, so i pray so we do it right, fucking with the family bitch, nigga we could do it tonight...so fuck who made ya, fuck who rage ya lil hommie i paid ya..killa
lil wayne (chorus) x2
birdman verse 2 sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister, thanking about the times and i already miss her, junion on my side, pistol in my pocket..co mo right there at my nephews driver, fucked up daddy , i see the fire in my eye, im down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky, shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah, i got my lil hommie number one in the game nah, hope these pussies dont play with my son, ima put it out..nigga quickest it come, ima put it out nigga empham the drum, daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!......(we kil) (stunna baby)
lil wayne chrous 2x and im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right (2x) (yeah)
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