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Don’t Get It – Lil Wayne

Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I’m mad
Don’t you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong, you see some bad
But I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
O lord please don’t let me be misunderstood

What’s understood ain’t gotta be explained
But you don’t understand me so let me explain
Stood in the heat, the flames, the snow
Please slow down hurricane
The wind blow, my dreads swang
He had hair like wool, like wayne
Dropping ashes in the bible
I shake em out and they fall on the rifle
Scary, hail mary no tale fairy
All real very, extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I’m a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never?
Fucking fantastic, fuck if you agree I’m bright
But I don’t give a fuck if you see me

I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
O lord please don’t let me be misunderstood

What’s understood ain’t gotta be explained
So for those who understand meet Dwayne
For 8 and a half months I gave ms. cit da pain
Now it’s young money baby, keep the change
My mama say fuck em and we the same
So hello mothafucka you got some sheets to change
And ain’t it funny how people change like easter sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky rings but that ain’t about this
What you bout bitch
Excuse my french emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it’s the new fashion
What are you asking, if I don’t have the answer
It’s probably on the web, like I’m a damn tarantula
But I know you don’t understand, cause you thought lil wayne is weezy
But weezy is wayne

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I’m just a soul whose intentions are good
O lord please don’t let me be misunderstood

I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy up there talking about black guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? america
You see one in every 100 americans are locked up
One in every 9 black americans are locked up
And see what the white guy was trying to stress was that
The money we spend on sending a mothafucka to jail
A young mothafucka to jail
Would be less to send his or her young ass to college
See, and another thing the white guy was stressing was that
Our jails are populated with drug dealers, you know crack/cocaine stuff like that
Meaning due to the laws we have on crack/cocaine and regular cocaine
Police are only, I don’t want to say only right, but shit
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in the hood
And you know the other thing is mostly found in you know where I’m going
But why bring a mothafucka to jail if it’s not gon stand up in court
Cause this drug ain’t that drug, you know level 3, level 4 drug, shit like that
I guess it’s all a misunderstanding
I sit back and think, you know us young mothafuckas you know that 1 in 9
We probably only selling the crack cocaine because we in the hood
And it’s not like in the suburbs, we don’t have what you have
Why? I really don’t wanna know the answer
I guess we just misunderstood hunh
You know we don’t have room in the jail now for the real mothafuckas, the real criminals
Sex offenders, rapists serial killers
Don’t get scared, don’t get scared

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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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Believe Me (Feat. Drake) – Lil Wayne

Lirik lagu: Believe Me (Feat. Drake)

[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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Get Down (feat Baby) – Lil Wayne

[Baby and Lil Wayne talking]
Weezy
What up pop. What up pop.
Fuck what they heard it’s what they need to know nigga
(They saying C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)
Ya feel me. Hey nigga we done built this.
Shit from the ground up now homie
Believe that daddy. It ain’t no looking back from here. We too strong

[chorus:]
And that’s the only way we get down (We get down)
‘Cause that’s the only way we was taught (We was taught)
And everything we got we bought (We bought)
And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark, yeah)
And that’s the only way we get down (We get down)
And that’s the only way we was taught (We was taught)
And everything we got we bought (We bought)
And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark, fuck a law, oh!)
‘Cause that’s the only way we get down

[verse]
I down down a brother we ain’t cut from the same cloth you Downy soft
Bullets separate ya body compound a busta
I’ma find ya if ya hiding I’m a bounty hunter
In ya home putting dick all down ya woman
You come home we in the bedroom counting money
I bring her home and I fuck her on a thousand hundreds
Then I shoot the nasty bitch in the mouth for nothing
I say Birdman Birdman what’s good today
We ain’t never let them niggaz take our food away
And we recognize real and got a rude awakening
And woke up together and our life was better
I’m the Cash Money son I live a life of cheddar
Not a rat though hat low Nike is leather
Lil’ maw twist to get my life together
Ya bitch meet me at the bar and we night together Cut!

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[chorus]

[verse]
Throw my weight like Sherman Klump
I gotta hold up my estate like Donald Trump
And I aim kinda straight when it’s time to pump
I bring the pump when it’s time to pump
Wrapped around my waist like a cumber bun
Don’t make a nigga pump (clap clap) you up!
I come in that new thing she threw up
Now yo’ bitch ass gotta clean yo’ shoe up
I’m rich as fuck and I never blew up
Business mug gotta get my loot up
Bet ya bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet ya ditch get dug you ever step up
One by one I push ’em down fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound
Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground I’m straight from a crooked town
Like that bitch!

[chorus]

[verse]
I give my arms and my legs to the game I’m ahead of the game
I dead any mane if he said any thing but it’s cool as long as nigga paid when he came
And I’m a fool wit the flame and the caine
Cut it just a little bit but the drain stay the same yeah
Young Wayne and the pain and the stain still remain
On the chest where the four made a mess yes
I’m still here in the flesh 21 year old legend I’ma live way after my death
I sacrifice whatever that’s left
I give ya’ll the last of my breath like… [exhales]
Write it down take a picture record a copy
Press pause only way you stop me fucker
I’ma get mine and make you not me
Spit wine at ya face if you watch me Bitch!

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[chorus]

And that’s the only way we getting down nigga Cash Money CMB man
You already know we here never left fuck ’em
See me if you got a problem boy
I’m at home all day man. It’s not a game
Stunna, what’s really good with ’em we ain’t never let ’em take our food away
Fresh you nasty on this on dawg. Ugh
This one, this is the Carter Beotch!

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