me, brooklyn you nursed me schooled me with hard knocks, better than Burkley they say you murked me by the time I was 21 that shit disturbed me, but you never hurt me
with me Come on girl, just ride with me Plenty of girls that wish they could be standin' on the side of me I can see the look up in your eyes But the lookin' at
they socks I'm in the hood like wig shops, look close, I ain't hard to spot I'm right there at that gamblin' spot, stackin' up a fat not So if you lookin' for me
and make that bitch suicidal... [Lil Wayne:] Nigga please, would you tell yo sister, babymama, wife, stop callin me I'm busy getting money. [Brisco:] Holla when you need me
I am not a human being [Verse 1:] Re, Re, Reporting from anotha world Look up in the sky and see me courting wit a cova girl She know that is fly after
When you look into the mirror in the morning do you recognize who you see When I look into the mirror in the morning I don?t see anything What happens
this pussy on your sideburns he said im bad and he probably right he pressing me like buttons down on a friday (haha) im so pretty like me on my pedal bike me on my low scrunch me
like im mase'n ya then i hit tha harlem shake they like look lil twist you mazin now** then i hit the back space now lil twist erasin ya nah im just show
goodbye, now applaud [Verse 4 - Lil' Chuckee] Young money lil' G, Battle juice in my blood, Jumpin' at ya boy, Man, you better have ya bungee cord, Since Wayne
't even sit next to me Now bring money or death to me, or don't step to me Nah don't step nigga, march with me To the steps of the court building Like
and broke stop kidding me your whip aint up to date and your hoes look like Mr T This is Misery, no Cathy Bates come at me sideways my money slap ya straight
me cerebral! now get low and touch ya toe for my people, if you aint fuckin them you aint fuckin me either! ya think ya man hot well fuck it me ether...
To Side Here Comes The Best Rapper uh (Lil Wayne) And I will Not Lose I Got Dem Bitches Loookin At DA bottom Of My Shoes Call Me First Place Carter
make your bed rock I can make your bed rock (Lil Wayne) She got the good good She Michael Jackson bad I'm attracted to her But her attractive ass But now
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
but if you a faker Holla at me neighbor dont holla at my neighbor neighbor YA Holla At A Playa (x4) Lil Wayne Ok Holla at a playa but dont scream at me
his momma to get him some nice threads. So at least he will be a bitch ass nigaa dyin in style. He didn't want to look up to me now he gotta look down
draws Now get off my dick, I ain't fucking witcha Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a money pistol Weezy beat the beat up like Sonny Liston Red bone do me