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What’s Wrong With Them (feat Nicki Minaj) – Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, life on the rocks
Too hard to swallow
So we get high till it feel like the sky low
Ya’ll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo
Money is the song, pockets on high note
Do ra me faso
I rock like a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano
Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo
That’s that nine nigga, lil rando
Sleeping with the enemy so I fuck the World
To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl
(sweetest southern girl)

[Chorus – Nicki Minaj:]
This is times up
Put your signs up
Made em pick my dude
out the line up
Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
You see money you call
Very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them

[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, mind over matter
Money over all
The World is on my shoulders,
Shall I dust my shoulders off?
Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
Fuck the bullshit, but just don’t fuck it raw man
Pussy has a pattern and I know where I’m going
And if you got beef I turn into a tenderloin
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if you’ll pay attention if I change the price
Life is my wife, till death do us part
Man I’m fly as fuck you ain’t even next to depart
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art

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[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne:]
Stepping on the bullshit
You can be my doormat
Y’all ain’t going nowhere with that hatin’ shit, four flat
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
Fuck the system and the pussy wasn’t all that
Yeah, now time’s gettin’ shorter
Life on ya head like fucking read carter now
Don’t you cross me, you do better crossing the border
So much money piled up I’m a motherfucking hoarder

[Chorus]

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Got Money – Lil Wayne

I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money
Right now to the VIP section
You got Young Mula in the house tonight baby

Yeah, hello, yeah! Young, young
Young, young
Young Mula Baby

Got money and you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
Hang over the wall of the VIP like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Now I was bouncing through the club
She loved the way I did it bout
I see her boyfriend hatin’ like a city cop
Now I ain’t never been a chicken but my fitty cocked
Say I ain’t never been a chicken but my semi cocked

Now where your bar at? I’m tryna rent it out
And we so bout it bout it Now what are you about?
DJ show me love, he say my name when the music stop
Young Money, Lil Wayne, then the music drop

I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it out alright tomorrow don’t worry
Yeah, Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes

Got money and you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
Hang over the wall of the VIP like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Here we go, one for the money, two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll
Like some clap on lights in this bitch
I’ma be clapping all night in this bitch

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Lights off, man it’s on
Creep saw me, she smiling
He muggin’, who cares
‘Cause my goons are right here

It’s nothin’ to a big dog
And I’m a Great Dane, I wear eight chains
I mean so much ice, they yell, “Skate Wayne!”
She wanna f”k Weezy
She wanna rape Wayne

Got money and you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
Hang over the wall of the VIP like

Okay, it’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Like ehh!
Everybody say, “Mr. Rain Man
Can we have a rainy day?”
Bring a umbrella, please bring a umbrella
Ella, ella, ella, eh!

Bitch ain’t shit but a hoe and a trick
But you no one ain’t trickin’ if you got it
You know we ain’t f”king if you not thick
And I cool your ass down if you think you’re hot shit

So Rolex watch this I do it 4 5 6 my click
Clack goes the black hoe pimp
And just like it I blow that shit
‘Cause bitch I’m the bomb like tick tick

Got money and you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
Hang over the wall of the VIP like
This a way, that a way
This a way, that a way

Yeah, it’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Yeah, Young Wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love
T-Pain on them hoes, aha!
Young Mula baby

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Walk In – Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne talking]
Yea yea yea its the Carter motherfucker I came back around
its the Carter motherfucker I came back around
its the Carter motherfucker
let me show you my building man, its the Carter
I’ma show y’all the ins the outs the ups the down, kno what I’m talkin bout
this is me fourth solo album baby, I came back around
by myself this time, back off the wall
guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome

[Verse 1]
This is the Carter y’all welcome, hard as Malcolm
Dawg is a vulcan Lord help him but y’all felt him
That make you a part of me and pardony
If a part of me is what you wanna be what you oughtta be
Dont worry Carter me I just actin accordingly
I give orders to the commander in chief, just the commander in me
Handlin streets in the mandarin V
I hear you haters slanderin me I just hand him the P
Any drama I pace it like Indiana, I take your grandma pacemaker and jus handle the piece
Not two fingers I simultaneously bout two bangers
You do not want angus USDA prime beef, ya dead meat
I’m so ahead of these trendy rappers speed up
I’m already hot when another one startin to heat up
Got Mannie hot wit me cuz I always beat his beat up
Yall cats wit y’all feet up startin to look like feet up, I’m G’d up
On the V’d up, in the truck I gotta put my seat up
In the trunk I got my bass and I ain’t speakin bout no speakers

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Whats leakin up out of yo speaker is the speech of Weezy F. Baby
No more no less Baby, so forth and so on
Front door livin room young nigga switchin we
What you need, get you crack get you weed
Make yo way to the back look ahead and see
White bitch in the bathroom givin head for speed
But don’t you turn your head at me, the president been doin it
Daddy tried to ruin it
But I built this building from the ruts
I own all the corners and the cuts in this motherfucker
And the feds know just whats up in this motherfucker
Made niggaz so they cant bust in this motherfucker
So with that lets keep it movin, on to the kitchen where my witches keep it brewin
Uh huh look at how my bitches do it
Bucky buck naked look at all my bitches booties
They handle all my pharmaceutics
I got it from promethazane to metamucil
I’m crucial don’t mean to spook you
But this is New Orleans so my queens do voodoo, ya know
So the things just move through
I feel ya pain I got things to soothe you
That fills the cane so wayne the nuetral
Dont hate the game hate the institution
That fills the cane so wayne the nuetral
Dot hate the game hate the institution, fucka

[Lil Wayne talking]
I came back around, it’s the Carter
show you the rest of the house later, we gon go upstairs, ya kno
Ya kno what this is right
Tha Carter..tha Carter…tha Carter

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Young’n Blues – Lil Wayne

[Intro: Lil Wayne – talking]
I met her when I was young and she was younger
With a body like woman so her age meant nothing
I had to get her number
After how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer
I’m wishing I could hit her all summer
And all she ever wanted
Was for young Weezy to love her
But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and dump her
But that didnt come easy
‘Cuz she ended up being my baby’s mother
and then I felt smothered but little did I know
I’d never find the same girl inside another
But I never thought that I’d be looking for her
And I never thought that late at night
When I’m in the mix laying down with some chick
That suddenly it’ll click
How this broad in my drawers dont know shit
Bout what I did ‘fore I was big
When’s there’s a woman with my kid where I should be
She screamed to me (What?)
My love, my patience, my pain (OK)
Nigga please

[Chorus]
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse One]
I met her after the fame
And she aint even like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet thang
Made her into wifey and then reality changed
It was going good…I was happy again
But then things got rapidly strange
And it had to be Wayne
She was still a virgin
What more could I ask from a dame
But I was a bastard…I asked for the pain
Now my ass in the rain
And she got a new life…the picture flipped
And none of it includes Weez and all his bullshit (Shit)
And I remember the Bahamas for the weekend
We was freaking in the suite
And she looked sweet enough to beat it up
Till we began to sleep and I
I’m dreaming ’bout the Victoria Secret lingerie
Told me keep it..she aint want moms to see it
And just think I once saw it on the girl’s body
Now all I’m seeing is nobody

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[Chorus]
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse Two]
You see I never really ran, but no gentleman
All I know is big pimpin’ ma’am
I’m just tryna be Weezy
And the perfect husband just might be too hard to find in me, Weezy
Baby girl you gotta work with ya boy
‘Cuz all of that cursing it be hurting ya boy
Look for the better not the worst in ya boy
And maybe I can be ya boy…Ya know what I’m sayin’
But see this here is not your everyday love tune
It’s the story of your everyday thug dude
And in your mind you prolly thinkin we don’t love you
But on the real we just not used to what love do
And please consider that
We were taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes
Love pussy but you dont love them ho’s
Love ya niggaz love ya children
Now if they got a bitch you could love that
Holla back

[Chorus]
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)
Young Weez’got the young’n blues y’all
(da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young’n blues y’all (da-da-da-da-da)

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