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Believe Me (Feat. Drake) – Lil Wayne

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[Hook: Drake]
I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a nigga that can cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my days
So she might say she love me
She don’t love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I’m that nigga, boy they love me in the streets
I’m not tryna find nobody else to beat
I’m the one they come to see because they all
Believe me

[Verse 1: Drake]
Yea, uh, rip, rip
It’s been me and Young Tune off the rip
That’s the man that put me in this shit
If a nigga fuck with him, I’ll put him down quick
Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique
I’ve been takin’ shit light, you don’t wanna hear me trip
God damn, do y’all really know who you fuckin’ with?
Yeah, I mean you can’t blame me for wonderin’
Doesn’t matter, could be winter or the summer
On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don’t fuckin’ miss
Yeah, Stunna and Mack know
When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back
And I was snappin’ off on every single track though
Collect call from the boss like where we at though
I was like, “Hah, it’s our time, nigga”
He left Rikers in a Phantom, that’s my nigga
And I’ve been rockin’ with the team, Tha Carter IX
And we YMCMB, waitin’ on somebody to try us, nigga
Yeah

[Hook: Drake]

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[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Lord knows I’ll murk one of these niggas, yeah
His and hers Ferraris, nigga
One for me, one for my daughter, nigga
Waitin’ for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga
I tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, nigga
Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga
Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga
Out of duct tape so when he prayin’, I ignore the nigga
All I gotta say is sayonara, nigga
Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain’t dyin’ for a nigga
Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone and Noreaga
We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
Diamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliated
They think I’m associated, I’m the one that orchestrated
Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin’
Ain’t ’bout what you walk away from, it’s ’bout what you walk away with
Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant, I must be doin’ somethin’

[Hook: Drake]

[Verse 3: Drake]
Had to get it poppin’ off the rip
Rich young nigga that ain’t never had to trick
Slim Thug flow but you know I like ’em thick
If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip
I had to get it poppin’ off the rip
I’m the one they tell ya been reppin’ in the 6
Come into the city and ya niggas get to trippin’?
We’ll take ya to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff
Well damn… just be happy for the man
Nirvana, Coldplay nigga got bands
Ink from the money got it all over my hands
Goin’ out to Houston spendin’ all of my advance
V Live just took me for a cheque
“Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt”
Yes right now you are lookin’ at the best
Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that!

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[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Mothafuck the rest
When they jumped off the porch, I was stumblin’ up the steps
I’d give what I collect before I give up my connect
It’d be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat
One finger… slidin’ ‘cross my neck
Niggas know what that mean like they deaf
Nigga I’ll fire this nina like it’s her first day
On the job and the bitch overslept
Tune stay humble, nigga I’m a king
Need a horn and a drumroll
They throw mothafuckin’ roses at my feet, nigga
I don’t step on one rose
I’m the only one that get the job done
I don’t know a nigga that can cover for me
Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach
She look like she got a bun in the oven from me
Preheat… believe me
All you gotta do is pay me every week
I had these bitches havin’ babies every week
I’m the nigga, see me skatin’ in the streets
Gone

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Drop The World (feat Eminem) – Lil Wayne

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try, but I’m cursed so never mind
And it’s worse but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher, the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga
But soon for a nigga it be on motherfucker
Cause all this bullshit, it made me strong motherfucker

[Chorus:]
So I pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head, yeahh!
Bitch, I’m a pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head
(YEAH) And I could die now rebirth mother fucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth
Motherfucker I’m gone
Motherfucker I’m gone

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Uhhhh!
I know what they don’t wanna tell you
Just hope you’re heaven sent, and you’re hell proof
I walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is a stain they can’t wipe off
Uhhh, my word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak and that’s a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside

[Chorus:]
So I could pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head, ha ha yeahh!
Bitch, I’m a pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head
(YEAH) And I could die now rebirth mother fucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth
Motherfucker I’m gone
Motherfucker I’m gone
[Eminem:]
I’m gone

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[Verse 3: Eminem]
It hurts but I never show, this pain you’ll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit I’ve become, my back’s against the wall
When push comes to shove I just stand up and scream ‘Fuck ’em all! ‘
Man it feels like these walls are closin’ in
This roof is cavin’ in, but it’s time to raise it then
Your days are numbered like pages
And my book of rhymes got them crookin’ boy
This crooked mind of mine got them all shook
And scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fuckin’ clock, I took the time
And I came up from behind and pretty much snuck up
And butt fucked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fuck this fame, that ain’t what I came to claim
But the game ain’t gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another I’m a make these fuckin’ haters believe it
I swear to God, won’t spare the rod
I’m a man of my word, so your fuckin’ heads better nod
Or I’m a fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Sleep on me that pillow is where your head’ll lie
Permanently bitch, it’s beddy bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah prepare to die
My head is swole, my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal, I’m unstoppable
Incredible hulk you’re trapped in my medicine bowl
I could run circles around you so fast your fuckin head’ll spin, dawg
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives
I’ll fuckin’

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[Chorus:]
Pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head, yeahh!
Bitch, I’m a pick the world up and I’m a drop it on your fuckin’ head
And I could die now rebirth mother fucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth
Mother fucker I’m gone
Mother fucker I’m gone
I’m gone

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Gangsta Shit (feat Petey Pablo) – Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne talking]
Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya’know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at ’em dogg

[Petey Pablo]
Cuz I know I ain’t dreaming
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy
Switching it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck
What’s the name of y’all jeweler tell ’em freeze me up
Hating me kinky licks talking so much
Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
You want to
You ain’t built to squabble with us
I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus
I drink your water up
Cool off I’m leaving with something
They leaving you something crop stolen
An asshole heard it
Hip on purpose
Dre I did what you told me
I been acting like I don’t hear ya but that shit been working
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in the morning
Cuz I know that that’s what’s gon hold me down on this earth
A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
I keep waiting
I hear your name in the papers

[Hook][Lil Wayne and Petey Pablo]
They call me young as Weezy
I’m gon round up the whole uptown
We gon burn this bitch down to the ground
People understand that you’re fucking with some motherfucking soldiers
Crazy-ass Petey
I’ma tell a nigga just like this
If you want it boy you sure can get it
You ain’t heard
It’s Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

[Lil Wayne]
They call me gangsta gangsta
Weezy, Weezy
Lil Birdman junior
Holla at ya nigga
I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
I’ma big pimp I throw a model at you nigga
Squad-ad squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz

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You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga
And I’m so high
No I’m too high
But a little work on a few blocks
And I put a few skirts on a few blocks
If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy there nobody like me shortie
I hold Cash Money myself it’s me money
Old cats wants to test come see shortie
I got it all hot it in the pocket I’ll pop it
I riding in a ‘Rarri where the top is in my pocket
That’s young Weezy baby

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
You see it’s young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he’s a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
Just like 80 to summer
So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something
So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something
Like, Weezy’s the man
If you be’s where he be’s then you leaves with a tan
Cuz he’s 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off wipe me down
Daddy is back in town
With the back of my Caddy slanted down
And the mack goes +black+ if you ask around
Put some hash in that grass that you pass around
Then I stash a pound by my ave with rounds
I’m a gangsta until they put my casket down
You can ask around
And they tell you like me
There ain’t nobody like me
It’s Weezy baby

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne talking]
Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga
Don’t get it tangled and twisted
I’m in the studio right now nigga
With my boy
My nigga Boo in this bitch
My nigga hot boy album ya’know what I mean
500 Degreez
They all riding with ya boy
Fi-Fi
They gotta feel me
Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner
You know the name, bitch

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Gangstas And Pimps (feat Baby) – Lil Wayne

[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen
This one goes out to that little kid that got fried Spam for lunch
I feel for you, I’m with you, I’m with you brother
And this one right here is for that ghetto girl with the bad perm
That just burn baby, burn baby, burn
Pop open a malt liquor
Smoke something until your scalp gets killed

[Hook x2]
Gangstas and pimps
Love lobsters and shrimps
Kool-Aid and chicken
Flashy things and women
All I need
Is Remy and weed
Somebody not afraid
To go some for my Escalade

[Lil Wayne]
I’m just pimping
Baby you got a rule for me
Put your mink on and slide in a cool for me
Hey you gotta get high and go low for me
It’s Cash Money young money never know money
It’s 500 Degreez it’s not fool
But it and the dro got me so scummy
And to drum hole a whole hundred
Can I put a whole hundred in your whole tummy
Hehe, man Weezy’s a legend
You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what’s in a bezel
And he be on a level that’s so terrific
I’m in this bitch hold your pictures
And hold your bitches cuz she gon want a part of me
Cuz she never see the roof of my car with me
And you never see a tooth without a diamond on it
This is game at its finest homie
Peep it

[Hook]

[Baby]
See I was born from a gangsta
Pa gave me a whip
Ran numbers with pimps and I laid down cents
One of a kind Birdman I shine
22’s on it?
The bitch ain’t mine
I taught her the game ma
I gave it all to her
Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him
[Lil Wayne]
The Birdman junior I’m the son of a stunna

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[Baby]
Mannie Fresh
Jazze Phezzy this our summer
500 Degreez got rich off the four
Cadillac slant back cut side elbow
Cadillac smoke dro just me and the ho
Flash from hard times from that coke and dope
Put cars in moms name just to duck white folks
We eat lobster and shrimp
Nigga park that Lambo
I’m a V.I.P. nigga
Pop bottles of Mo
I pray that one day I’ll open a better door

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Ain’t no mountain high enough
To me for cuz I keep on buying fi-fi stuff
And the Eastside where we pump
It’s my part of New Orleans
Bleed for ya I’m the heart of New Orleans
Hear you’re fucking with a gangsta foe
Hope you never close your eyes I’ll bang your ho
All she need is some guidance I’ll tame your ho
It’s big pimping over here man yeah man
If she looking for a daddy see the lil man
Weezy baby, don’t fool yourself you need me baby
Easy baby, I’m just trying to keep my bread cheesy baby
Slick when I spit shit right
26-inch got a deep-dish ma
Sweet as mami lips when I’m creeping by
Baby gave me wings just to keep me fly
Weezy I, hell yeah
And I’m rolling with them

[Hook x2]

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