Saturday 2 June 2012

Dedication To My Ex AZ Lyrics By Lloyd Feat Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne]
Hey ya
I came to talk about this girl that had my love it seems
I went away for a while
She gave my love away
I really shouldn't blame her
But now that p-ssy is a stranger

[Lloyd]
Baby, somethings on my mind I gotta say it
Yeah, Your p-ssy done changed
It's the same girl and thats a shame
(A crying shame baby)
Oooh, aint being funny
I know another bee's been in that honey
Ooh, baby, her p-ssy done changed
It's such a shame girl and thats a shame
(who the hell you giving my loving to girl?)

Oooh Nooo
Tell me where that p-ssy gone
Cause it don't feel the same
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)

Oooh Nooo
(why you do me like that baby)
Why is that happening to me
Oooh Nooo
She told me that it was not missin'

(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
Yeah yeah yeah yeh
She, she used to be a really special lady
I guess she's feeling kinda freaky lately
It's such a shame cause now the p-ssy's changed
(P-ssy changed)
She used to squeeze me
Grip me tight so she can please me
But now-now, that p-ssy changed

It's such a shame, that p-ssy changed
Oooh Nooo
Where did ya p-ssy go?
Cause girl, I need to know

(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo

I'ma about to kill it bitch
Oooh Nooo
She gave away all my money
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
Yeah, yeah, yeh

[Andre 3000]
Damn, doll, do change ya all?
I'm your number fan belt they are not important
I don't use a cordless, microphone
They don't feel real to me
Meaning real woman
Others ?
You my ? green box When I couldn't afford a Ford
Clean socks scootin' across the floor in your grandmama house
Hand on your mouth
You yap too much about the penny, mechanic so uncanny
X-men, x-men,
your ex boyfirend should thank me that I took you off his hands
No I can't bring another beach to the sand
And know I am well aware that you can bring a man to his knees
and get what you need without saying please
But can you bring a man to his feet when defeat is on repeat
And they put this man's Grammy's on the street?
What? Why so quiet?
Hate that all of our memories happened in a Hyatt
You were perfect before you went on a diet
You was way different, you think I don't remember
Shit, the magazine got to your head
Now somebody you don't even know got you in bed
Bet Your Buddy Dont Even Know You Don't Like Red
Or Was It Fuchsia, F-ck It, Our Future Is Dead.

[Lil Wayne]
I thought a p-ssy cat had 9 lives man

Oooh Nooo
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
She gave away all my shit
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Yeah, yeah, yeh
I miss ya girl

(F-ck dat bitch!)

Take It To The Head AZ Lyrics By Dj Khaled Feat Lil Wayne

(feat. Chris Brown, Lil Wayne, Nicki Minaj and Rick Ross)

[DJ Khaled - Intro]
Working all winter
Shining all summer
I aint no beginner
You scared to,

[Chris Brown - hook]
Take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
Then you might take it to the head

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

[Rick Ross]
Reputation for g's, thats the roll of a boss
So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch
She say love is for free, just expensive to shop
But its nothing to me, that extends from my block
I got a lot of figures, I'm a father figure
She know a lot of niggas, don't know a hotter nigga
Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you
But I'm here to nurture, I wanna take you further
She got all them purses, I say in my verses
YSL and Hermes and barely scratch the surface
She know on purpose, as I peel the curtains
I always make her nervous, this record's perfect

[Chris Brown - hook]

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, reputation for bussin'
Pussy open, it's nothin'
Big fat nigga, all that huffin' and puffin'
Take me shopping in France
and he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin'
Beaches and eatin Italian
This is real shit, real shit
On the real, nigga fuckin' wit a real bitch
I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
3 letters CMB
Competition, I don't see any

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Reputation for tastin'
I'm killin' 'em hoes like Jason
Got that pussy like medication to patients
Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion
Fuck with me baby, it's Tunechi baby
Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I'm rejuvenated
With all that pink on, bitch I'm king kong
I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone
Pop a pill and pop that pussy
I bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet
And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
And then she,

[Hook]

Faded AZ Lyrics By Tyga Feat Lil Wayne

[Tyga]
Young Nino, f-ck a b-tch in a peacot
Carlito, scarface, al pacino
Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo
I goes deep in that p-ssy, Dan Marino
She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single
Break a b-tch hard, no future miss cleo
Snap back, automatic reload
Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle, you can't beat 'em
Vampire f-ck-d up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a f-ck-ng adidas
The gun selena, give a n-gga bieber fever

Real f-ck-ng hot, put it in park
Take a shot, higher than a tube sock
You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap
Men these n-ggas say i'm fly but to her i'm god

[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded

And I don't give a f-ck

[Tyga]
F-ck is up, n-gga's stomping in my chucks
See I make it rain, dear, cause i'm all by my bucks
Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her cunt
And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat

Super McNasty, why you McLoving
When the b-tch call me daddy
Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
Treat her like a dog, called the b-tch lassy
Young savvy, bang her like cincinatti
Above average, fly like i'm aladdin
They bend backwards, done the p-ssy at them
I'm ben wallace, dunk up in your basket

Balls in the air, no games,
I'm serious, double dare
There's too many b-tches,
Why these n-ggas wanna stare
Pat ron up in here
N-gga this ain't no beer

[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded

And I don't give a f-ck

[Lil' Wayne]
Mama, there go that monster
Abracadabra, magic johnson
My motherf-ck-ng doctor
Said I need a doctor
So I called house,
Now I am a pill popper
Faded like skinnys
Young money we winning
I told her if a change
She won't get a penny
Milking that sh-t, pregnant b-tch tities
Bringing home the bacon
I'm f-ck-ng miss piggy
Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures
She knows my d-ck, she call it n-gga rigid
Prior to me coming, I had to stick thumb in
I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to j-ck me off, can't beat it, join it
Tunechi, punechi that what she call it,
Flag scarlett, I killed it, mourned it

[Hook]
Faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded
My n-gga I'm faded faded faded

And I don't give a f-ck

Martians Vs Goblins AZ Lyrics By The Game Feat Lil Wayne

(feat. Lil Wayne and Tyler The Creator)
[Verse 1: Game]
Blood gang kill 'em all, Odd Future Wolf Gang
Kidnap a vampire and drain all his f-ckin veins
Wolf Grey Jordans, use his intestines for the strings
Snatch up Rihanna and throw her in front of a f-ckin' train
Sniff a f-cking unemployment line of cocaine
Tie Lil B up to a full tank of propane
Swag, now watch him cook... and just stand there and look
Have a bonfire with old Harry Potter books
Martians vs. Goblins, goons vs. the crooks
And since me and Tune had Viacom shook
I shoulda got a real-ass pirate to do the hook
Maybe Jack Sparrow maybe Peter Pan's nemesis
My power's limitless like Blanco on Sega Genesis
Superhero, mad that Marvel overlooked me
Cause Spiderman and Hulk straight p-ssy!

[Hook - Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm a muthaf-ckin Martian (I'm a goddamn Goblin)
Bitch I'm a muthaf-ckin Martian (I'm a goddamn Goblin)
Muthaf-ckin Martian (to a goddamn Goblin)
We are not the same, I am a Martian

[Verse 2: Tyler, THe Creator]
A year ago, I was poor, somewhat
Now my future's brighter than Christopher's new haircut
Bruno Mars is still sucking dick and f-cking male butts
In the same closet that Tyler Perry gets clothes from
I suck? Where the f-ckin Ring Pops?
You got a better chance of getting a copy of Detox
Wolfgang, we rock, crack rock and that shit was expected
Like Jayceon whenever he name-drop (F-ck you, Tyler)
Jesus, motherf-cking there sa
This nigga Game got Wolf Haley for this feature
My team is running shit like we have full-cleat Adidas
Getting chased by the polices on a full bred Cheetah
Bishop Eddie caught me tryna escape
Bag full of drag and a Nicki Minaj mixtape
Dragging all you fags to the back of the log cabin
Fall back like Lebron's hairline against the Mavericks, he lost

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Game]
I do cause Tunechi always bless me
He killed me on my own track, so what? Not you
F-ck you, I spit like I had kids with Erykah Badu
I f-cked her on the day of that naked video shoot
I was sucking her p-ssy like it was wonton soup
Then I hit Lebron's mom in bron-bron's coupe
With Delante West taping, we had bon-bons too
With Cleveland cheerleaders, they had pom-poms too
I smacked them bitches wearing Bishop Don Juan's suit
(Where was Snoop?) I don't know, probably doing what the Crips do
But when I'm with my uncle, f-ck it! Then I'm a Crip too
And I will Crip Weezy, Crip Jones, and Crip you
Now I'm the Doggfather, walking with a Shih Tzu
Mad that DC comics overlooked me
Cause Captain America's straight p-ssy

[Hook]

If I Die Today AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne]
Fo' fo' bulldog, my muthaf*cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf*cker fetch
I'm f*cking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get p*ssy, mouth and ass, call that b*tch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call or collect
But if she get greedy, Imma starve her to death
Top down, it's upset, been f*cking the world n*gga and I aint cum yet!
You f*ck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n*ggas with a reality cheque
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a b*tch, I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
And AK47 is my f*cking address, huh

[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car (hoa, hoa)
I got a chopper in the car (hoa, hoa)
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n*ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

[Rick Ross]
Big black n*gga, and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, b*tch I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow b*tch, boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a b*tch n*gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n*gga dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago

[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car (hoa, hoa)
I got a chopper in the car (hoa, hoa)
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n*ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

[Lil Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, b*tch I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
Your f*cking with a n*gga who don't give a f*ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P*ssy n*ggas sweet, you n*ggas center bun
I'm in a red b*tch, she said she finna cum
200 though on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, YMCMB!
Bitch ass n*gga, p*ssy ass n*gga
I see ya looking, what ya looking at n*gga
You know the rules, kill 'em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday

[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever!
The bigger the bullet the more that b*tch goin' bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini til I gave it to my b*tch
My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape
Aint it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus
N*ggas gather round, got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f*cking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthaf*ckin huddle up

[Lil Wayne]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah

Unstoppable AZ Lyrics By Drake Feat Lil Wayne

(feat. Lil Wayne and Santigold)
[Drake]
My name is drizzy
and i aint perfect
but i work hard
so i deserve it
and i belong
right where you see me
aint no offence about it
i aint mistah feeny
nah i got a decent set of manners
and a job that fills up any empty schedule or planner
and i fall in love with girls caught up with superficial glamour
who dress like sarah jessica
and live like princess diana
so often they have addictions
and im the one that'll feed it
but truely you're bad enough that you dont even really need it
you can show up at the party on dirty public transit
and i guarantee the cameraman will still be snappin candids
of you and your posse partying
drinking watch you get handed
with your virgin island tans
all lookin like you just landed
i dont really understand it
im not sure im comprehending it
but these girls are having fun with whoevas money they spendin

Chorus x2
I got to be Unstoppable
I got to be Unstoppable
Ey ey ey ey
You don't lie
Ey ey ey ey
You don't lie

[Wayne]
My name is weezy
Im almost perfect
and i work harder than hard workin
bizzare circus
thats where my bar surface
therefore i act a clown
even when im laying on my back
im never backin down
so overstand me
i got a condo in miami
and my doormat is always sandy
and i run louisiana
but ive never pulled a hammy
and i got a condo in atlanta
and i always wear a bandana
and when it comes down to stuntin
you boys is just buntin
im swinging for the fence
your girl hanging from my dick
your girl sanging too much shit
like ah loli loli pop
she say i get that pussy wetter than a designer shop
she say i get that pussy better
better than her gynecologist
hoe just text me
everybody want some mo dick mo dick
old bitch
young bitch
but ill be like damnnnn
all i got is one dick

Chorus
I got to be Unstoppable
I got to be Unstoppable
Ey ey ey ey
You don't lie
Ey ey ey ey
You don't lie

[Santogold]
I got the talk
The beats and bass
Give me one I'll take it
Make you lose your place,
Tell me I-I-I can play
So I speed up the pace
I break it break it you can't stop me
In this ra-race

Chorus x2
I got to be Unstoppable
I got to be unstoppable
ey ey ey ey
you don't lie
ey ey ey ey
you don't lie

Runnin AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

(feat. Shanell)
The loser, microphone abuser
Feet hurtin', I just walked from Jerusalem
So you should get on the side with the movement
I'm the proof and I'll die just to prove it

Whatchu wanna know, anything, whatever
I can't tell you, I could show you better
Me, me and my gun, we took an oath together
Said, I would never die if we both together

Yeah, this is my testification
I'mma Wayne on their heads like precipitation
And in hell, you, you need justification
But, but for me, it was just a vacation

Somebody tell me
When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home
When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home, yeah

I lost all my money, I lost half my mind
Can't find my direction, where's the finish line?
Could I be that far away from it all, how far to go?
If I stay for it all then I shouldn't fall

But if I fall, I fall up and let the clouds hug me
And if I fall down, I bet I hit the ground runnin'
Bet you searched and found nothin', lookin' for the finish line
Stop short cuttin', you fuckin' up your finish time

Shit, but every twice in a while
It feels like I'm runnin' and life is the miles
Yeah, but until the lights dim and down
I'll be runnin' around, runnin'

Somebody tell me
When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home
When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home, yeah

Countin' all my pennies but it doesn't add up
At their mercy but somehow it ain't enough
Readin' all the red lights tryin' not to give up
But I don't know how long it's gonna last

It's almost over now
I say, it's almost over now
The end is gettin' closer now
Better do what you're suppose to
'Cause the world is oh, so short to die, yeah

When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home
When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home, yeah
When's it gonna end, when's it gonna end?
Runnin', runnin' home

Yeah, I'm runnin' outta time, I'm runnin' out of space
Feel like I'm runnin' 'round but I'm runnin' in place
We all in the race, I'm just another sprinter
If there's no finish line then who's the real winner?

Best Rapper Alive AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

Best Rapper Alive AZ Lyrics Bly Lil Wayne

fuck wit me thank you (yeah come on yeah come on)
you know me man yeah come on the young nigeezy on the
track haaa OC i got em boyz baby, slim to
weezy baby you cant see me but i see you and i see you
lord uhah i got em

bring the crowd in im loud in living color it is weezy
fuckin baby got these rappers in my stomach dummy im
taking it i aint askin them for nothing if you sell a
million records we can battle for you money I rather
count hundred thousand dollars on a sunday watch a
football game and bet it all on one play still stuntin
baby yes im still flossin latest car on the market with
the top peeled off it big wheels make it look a lil
bulky you look a lil salty have yaself a chill cofe
chill out the gunz is still out eventhough I am boss I
got papers to fill out im busy I got paper to reel in
god I hope they steppin at the end of my ride i hope im
fishin in the right pond and I hope you catching on to
every line who am I?

The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
Swagger Right Check Game Tight
and they Don't R E S P E C T me
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
Swagger Right Check Game Tight
And you should be Afraid be very afraid (yeah)

The heart of New Orleans thumpin and beatin living and
breathin stealin and feedin peelin and leaving killing
and grieving dearly departed he waits to lead it no
prints no plates no face no trace out of site out of
mind no court no case sell his chains celebrate block
party second lines on the wall its first chance first
Mardi Gras Shot he bounced body rock now he dropped now
he got Family try tell the feds tell tha cops smell a
rat comin back to the house to the spot tap tap knock
knock who is that chikawha triggerman hoodyman tell the
kids boogeyman pistol pete ammo mammal gunman blump blam haha damn sammy you done fucked up pussy ass niggaz put ya nuts up just call me

The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
Swagger Right Check Game Tight
and they Don't R E S P E C T me
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
Swagger Right Check Game Tight
And you should be Afraid be very afraid (yeah)

Fuck up with all these rookie MC's wheewww smell like a
bunch of pussy to me fuck'em fuck'em good fuck'em long
fuck'em hard fuck who fuck'em all yeah like that just
like that right back im on the money train and that mak
will knock em off track the quaterback well protected
from the warren sapp the young heart attack i spit that
Congac you cant see me baby boy you got that cataracts im
rghts here straight out your hood just like an alley cat
since everyone came in where the fuck your talents at
me I got callus on my hands i can handle that it's no
problem baby I so got em this just a victory lap baby
im just jogging yeah and i aint even out of breath the
mothafuckin best yet sorry for cussin who?

The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
Swagger Right Check Game Tight
and they Don't R E S P E C T me
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
The Best Rapper Alive (the best rapper alive)
Swagger Right Check Game Tight
And you should be Afraid be very afraid (yeah)

John AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

(feat. Rick Ross)
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Fo' fo' bulldog, my muthaf-cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch
I'm f-cking her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get p-ssy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death
Top down, it's upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet!
You f-ck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n-ggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my f-cking address, huh

[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Big black n-gga, and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow bitch, boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a bitch n-gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n-gga dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago

[Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car

[Lil Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, bitch I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n-gga who don't give a f-ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P-ssy n-ggas sweet, you n-ggas center bun
I'm in a red bitch, she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass n-gga, p-ssy ass n-gga
I see ya looking, what ya looking at n-gga
You know the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday

[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great escape
Aint it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa claus
N-ggas gather round, got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthaf-ck huddle up

[Lil Wayne]
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
Yeah

Shine AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

[Lil' Wayne]
(Speak to them Jazze)
I
(Yea fly guy)
I'm way more fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me
(She wanna wake up with Weezy-F baby)
Let me be the one that you roll with too, baby
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
(Yea so how bout you, so how bout you)

[Lil' Wayne]
I'll take your bitch give her back; take your bitch again
That's because you throw a 5 I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get inside of me 66
She sees that my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distance dick (me)
I'm her long distance pimp
When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup)
And I don't lie I confess, I'm the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
Gotta dress to impess though, Gotta stay clean, plus momma in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
It's the bird man jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it pours, when it rain it whores

[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne]
Now why you wanna go do that
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I view that
Girl what that say, what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he Lil' Wayne (no)
Cus I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yayo buyers (nop)
And not a day go by us, we don't get high than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone we riding where phones
don't roam they don't even come on
You're far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleeping in a tee and a thong
With your hair in a pony
I ain't got no blinds we can stare at the morning (yup)
But I can't be there all morning
Girl I'm a pimp, I'm going, going, going, gone

[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne]
I'm Sorry I was grooving
Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
But let's get back to what we were doing
Laid back in that black on plat Ewing's
That's 33 tires he fire
These streets ain't papaya ma
You gotta keep heat on your side
2 must
So I'm a get 3 more and cop you one
Wait, naw hun cus you ain't exempt
If your ass ever trip I'll give you a clip (yea)
But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips
But I can't fall for you cus I stick to the scrip (yup)
I said I stick to my grip; I stick to my money, that's life to me
Sorry honey Jazze

[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne]
So how bout you yea
So how bout you
See what I'm talking bout sweet heart
you ain't even gotta have John Madden
you ain't gotta have Dick Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee Carsole
you ain't gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't gotta have Linda Cohn
know what I'm talking bout, you ain't gotta have the staff of ESPN
you ain't gotta have ABC staff just to talk sports baby cus I got game
Just fuck with the boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you want me to put on the back
Daddy's little that's right, see what I'm talking bout
I can't give you the game but I can show the game
and you can see what you see and peek how
you peek and get what you get
know what I'm talking bout
Weezy

Phone Home AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

[Intro: Dre]
This is, this is, this is, this is
We are not the same I am a martian
We are not the same I am a martian

[Female voice talking]
Greetings from planet Weezy, we will begin transmission in
5, 4, 3, 2, 1

[Chorus: Dre & Lil Wayne]
PHONE HOME, WEEZY
PHONE HOME, WEEZY
PHONE HOME, WEEZY
PHONE HOME, WEEZY
And if you feel like you the best, go 'head and do the Weezy we and
PHONE HOME, WEEZY
PHONE HOME, WEEZY

[Lil Wayne]
We are not the same I am a martian
And I'm hotter than summer rain like Carl Thomas
Lock, load, ready to aim at any target
I could get your brains for a bargain
Like I bought it from target
Hip hop is my supermarket
Shopping cart full of fake hip hop artists
I'm starving, sorry I gotta eat all it
And I'll be back in the morning

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
We are not the same I am a alien
Like Gonzales, young college student who done
Just flipped the game like Houston, I'm used to
Promethazine in two cups I'm screwed up
And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up
Flow so sick make you wanna throw your food up
Ice water chest, and my wrist like a cool cup
Two twin clippers, I give your ass a crew cut
I get bread like cold cuts you know what?
Your girl go down fast, come up slow, but I never slow up
Weezy

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
They don't make 'em like me no more
Matter fact, they never made it like me before
I'm rare like Mr. Clean with hair
No break lights on my car rear
I never hade life, and I never had fear
I rap like I done died and gone to heaven I swear
And yeah I'm a bear like black and white hair
So I'm polar
And they can't get on my system 'cause my system is the solar
I am so far from the outhers, I mean others
I could eat them for supper, get in my spaceship and hover, hover

[Chorus]

Shooter AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne]
Yea, yea, yea
Weezy baby y'all, don't get shot
Rappin' fire, what you know about it
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came here to come out the barrel

[Robin Thicke]
I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters, shooter
I turn around, I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun watches door, got security good
Jumped right over counter
Pointed gun at, wink, he tell her
I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter

My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter [2x]

[Lil Wayne]
I think they want me to surrender
But no, I can't do it [2x]

So many doubt 'cause I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth, all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'ma play x-ray, helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate, eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't listen
Call me automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin', pow

[Robin Thicke + (Lil Wayne)]
With all these riches and, all these riches
But ain't no loaners around
They thinkin about shooters that-shooters that
Guns-Girls-Ladies that-Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooter

Put my hands up
They want me with my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, shooter

[Lil Wayne + (Robin Thicke)]
But I'm not
I just cry mama, I think they, hey
Me think they want me to surrender (Shooter)

And to the radio stations, I'm tired o' being patient
Stop bein' rapper racists, region haters
Spectators, dictators, behind door dick takers
It's outrageous, you don't know how sick you make us
I want to throw up like chips in Vegas
But this is Southern face it
If we too simple then y'all don't get the basics

[Robin Thicke]
Lady walks into a shotgun surprise
Dropped to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it", everybody gon regret it
I'm your, shooter

My hands up, my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh, Shooter [2x]

[Lil Wayne + (Robin Thicke)]
Me won't surrender, me no pretender

Sock soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne just call me lord
Hard, take pain like Tylenols, raw
Way past par, for, I'm some shit you never saw
I take you to the shootout baby win lose or draw
And then they ask who when where how
And, my reply was simply pow!

Mama, I think they, hey, me think they want me to surrender
(Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they want me to surrender) [2x]

No, me won't surrender, no, no
I promise no surrender
I got my burner
And I'm your shooter

See You In My Nightmares AZ Lyrics By Kanye West Feat Lil Wayne

[Kanye West]
I'm cold (Yeah), I'm cold (Yeah), I'm cold (Yeah) (Yeah)

[Lil Wayne]
I got the right to put up a fight
but not quite cause you cut off my light
But my sight is better tonight and I might
see you in my nightmare, oh well how did you get there
cause we were once a fairytale
But this is farewell

[Kanye West]
I got my life and it's my only one
I got the night, I'm running from the sun
So goodnight, I made it out the door X 4
After tonight, there will be no return
After tonight, I'm taking off on the road
I'm taking off on the road

And that you know
Tell every one that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know
That you know...

Okay I'm back up on my grind
You do you and I'm just gone do mine
You do you, cause I'm just gone be fine
Okay I got you out my mind
And The night is young, the drinks is cold
The stars is out, I'm ready to go
You always thought I was always wrong
Well know you know...
Tell everybody everybody that you know!!
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know
That you know

[Lil Wayne]
I got the right to put up a fight
but not quite cause you cut off my light
But my sight is better tonight and I might
see you in my nightmare, oh but how did you get there
cause we were once a fairytale
But this is farewell

Baby girl I'm finished
I thought we were committed
I thought we were cemented
I really thought we meant it
But Now we just repenting
And Now we just resenting
The clouds is in my vision
Look how high that I be getting
And it's all because of you
Girl we through
You think your shit don't stink but you are Mrs. P-U
And I don't see you with me no more
Now tell everybody that you know
That you know!

[Kanye West]
That you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know
That you know
That you know
Tell everyone that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know
That you know...

I feel like Dying AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

{Chorus}
Only once the drugs are gone
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying

I am sitting on the clouds
I got smoke coming from my seat
I can play basketball with the moon
I got the whole world at my feet
Playin touch football on a Marijuana Street
Or in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleats
Get high, so high that I feel like lying
Down in a cigar, roll me up & smoke me cuz
(I feel like dying)

{Chorus}

Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis The 13
Jumping off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine
I'm at the top of the top but still I climb
And if I should ever fall the ground will then turn to wine
Pop, Pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then
(I feel like dying)

{Chorus}

I can mingle with the stars & throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner locked up behind xanax bars
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead
Wish I can give you this feeling
I feel like buying
And if my dealer don't have no more, then
(I feel like dying)

A Milli AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

A Millionaire,
I'm a young money Millionare, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
Im a venereal disease like a minstrel
I bleed through the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,
And the almighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em,
I go by them goon rules
if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em then you mop em,
You cant stand em then you drop em,
You pop em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
Young money

[Cory Gunz]
Im Millie in here wit them Young Money Millionaires,
Think you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get brats who dont give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guinea's wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep..
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I'll laugh..HaHa

a millionaire im a young money millionaire
what yall really want it? nah
y'all dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming fluid
and I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it
notice I say "it" cuz to me, "it" ain't shit
get "it".
call me whatcha like trick
call me on my sidekick
never answer when its private
man I hate a shy chick
don't you hate a shy chick
I had to play a shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
she changed her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my girl
and she pops eXcellent up in waynes world
totally dude you should
see their faces when they see that
this robot can move
and its say,
hahaha, yea
and it go,
thats right

A millionaire I'm a
young money cash money fast money
slow money mo' money neva no money
what is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a "rest in peace" shirt of it
someone should take this beat and make a "rest in peace" shirt of it
becuz I killed it now don't tell no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, murder me
and I'm a murderer
so I murdered it

and you niggas is what i eat and I'll make sure of it
and he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
sherbet him, I mean
shame on him, or her
Carter, Father of
this rap thang, this is my race
gon' take a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gon' take a nap man, its nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time

Weezy, F,. yea, ok
they say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
my name ain't bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall knew dat
true dat swallow
and i be the shhhh
now you got loose bowels
I don't O U like two vowels
but I would like for you to pay me by the hour
hahaha
and I'd rather be pushing flowers,
than to be in the pen sharing showers
see Tony told us this world was ours
and the Bible told us every girl was sour
dont play in her garden and don't smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like I'm Mike Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me

man, life, just ain't life, with out me
hip hop just ain't hip hop, with out me

Make It Rain AZ Lyrics By Fat Joe Feat Lil Wayne

Owwwwwwwww Scotti lets make it rain on these niggas

Lil Wayne

Yeah im in this bitch for the terror
Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain,(I make it rain)
I'm in this bitch for the terror got a handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
i make it rain on them hoes i make it rain,(I make It rain)
I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain,(I make it rain)
i make it rain on them hoes i make it rain(I make it rain)
i make it rain on them hoes

Fat Joe

Cr Cr Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack
U hear the Echo, man I seen the best go, u seen how that metal
Im a Hustla's Hustla, A Pusher's Pusher
U a busta a custerma, I get u sum cooka
Yea Crack is a chemist, I pack a 11, I mack in a 7, I'll clap at ur reverend
I see u in NY, I'll send u an invite, U gon need u a pass that's the code that we live by.

Hook

Fat Joe 2nd verse

OWWWW Clap Clap Clap Gotta make that ass Clap Gotta make that ass Clap
Clap Clap Clap Clap Gotta Make that ass Clap Gotta make that ass Clap

Now why's everybodi so mad at the south for
Change ur style up.. switch 2 southpaw
Jada I was listenin(listenin), so I made him a anthem 2 make some divendens
Lil mama try 2 hit me with the Shoulder Lean ,This Cootco Crack and I control the team
Couple Bricks Stacked up on that triple beam, my dirty bro sippin that promethazeen
That Gonja Green that Cali Weed, a nigga lose his life try roll on me
Now yup yup we get it, no if ands about it
And the rain keep fallin even when its Drownin

Hook

Fat Joe 3rd verse

Owwwww mami's bodi is bangin man she got it man she does it all
She gets it poppin with no hands I'll make it pour
I'll make it rain on em I'll lay a game 2 em
I'm gassin misses to tattoo my name on em
Gotta get that baby love, gotta get my paper up
Gotta suspect me,xactly test this crack and want a ring on us
And U Kno what it is, yo its them powder kids
And we kno how 2 bizz, so we don't give a shit.

Hook

She Will AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

(feat. Drake)

"She Will"
(feat. Drake)

Young Money

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne:]
I tell her "now goin' pop that pussy for a real nigga
I already know that life is deep but I still dig her
Niggas is jealous but really I couldn't care less
I'm in hell's kitchen with an apron and a hair net
Devil on my shoulder, the lord as my witness
So on my Libra scale, I'm weighing sins and forgiveness
What goes around, comes around like a hula hoop
Karma is a bitch? Well just make sure that bitch is beautiful
Life on the edge, I'm dangling my feet
I tried to pay attention but attention paid me
Haters can't see me, nose bleed seats
And today I went shopping and talk is still cheap
I rock to the beat of my drumset
I've been at the top for a while and I ain't jump yet
But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit
Now jump up on that dick and do a full split

[Hook - Drake:]
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me "baby, it's real"
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won't
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,

Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne:]
Yeah, I tell her "now go on, pop that pussy for me"
Haters can't see me, but them bitches still looking for me
And you could take that to the bank and deposit that
Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back
Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack
I'm all about "I" give the rest of the vowels back
I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine
Eat her til she cry, call that "wine and dine"
Try to check me and I'ma have 'em checkin' pulses
They say chose wisely, that's why I was chosen
Rocking like asphalt, its the cash fault
Looked in the face of death and took it's mask off
Now I like my house big and my grass soft
I like my girl face South and her ass North
But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit
Now hop up on my dick and do a full split!

[Hook - Drake:]
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me "baby, it's real"
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won't
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,

Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will

(Ladies and gentleman, Drizzy,)

[Hook - Drake:]
She just started to pop it for a nigga
And look back and tell me "baby, it's real"
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won't
Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
Yeah,

Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
She will, she will, she will

Mirror AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

(feat. Bruno Mars)
[Lil Wayne]
With everything happening today
You dont know whether you're coming or going
But you think that you're on your way
Life lined up on the mirror dont blow it
Look at me when Im talkin to you
You looking at me but I'm lookin through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden your pride
I see you're not satisfied
And I dont see nobody else
I see myself I'm looking at the

[Bruno Mars]
Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can't understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again

[Lil Wayne]
Oh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
but I'm with you when you re all alone
And you correct me when Im lookin wrong
I see that guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pain
I see the scars that remain
I see Wayne, Im lookin at the..

[Bruno Mars]
Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can't understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again

[Lil Wayne]
Lookin at me now I can see my past
Damn I look just like my f-ckin dad
Light it up, thats smokin mirrors
I even look good in the broken mirror
I see my momma smile thats a blessin
I see the change, I see the message
and no message could been any clearer
So I'm startin' with the man in the,

[Bruno Mars]
Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can't understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again

uh,

Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
You told me that they can't understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again

(so why are we talkin to each other again)

Mirror on the wall.

Lollipop AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

Ow... Uh huh no homo Young Mula Baby

I say he so sweet make her wanna lick the rapper

So I let her lick the rapper

She lick me like a lollipop [x4]

[Chorus (x2):]

Shawty wanna thug

Bottles in the club

Shawty wanna hump

You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

OK, little mama had a swag like mine

She even wear her hair down her back like mine

I make her feel right when it's wrong like lying

Man, she ain't never had a love like mine

And man I ain't never seen an ass like hers

And that pussy in my mouth had me loss for words

Told her back it up like burp burp

And I made that ass jump like jerp, jerp

And that's when she lick me like a lollipop (oh yeah I like that)

she lick me like a lollipop (I like that)

she lick me like a lollipop

[chorus:]

[Static Major:]

OK after you back it up and stop

Drop it shawty drop it like it's hot

Oh, drop it like it's hot

Do it shawty don't stop

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't shit

Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't this

Shawty said the nigga that she with can't hit

But shawty I'm a hit it hit it like I can't miss

And I can't do this

And I don't do that

Shawty need a a refund, need a bring that nigga back

Just like a refund I make her bring that ass back

And she bring that ass back

Because I like that

[Chorus:]

Shawty want to lick me like a lollipop [x3]

So I let her lick the rapper

She lick me like a lollipop

Shawty wanna thug

Bottles in the club

Shawty wanna hump

You know i like to touch you lovely lady lumps

Shawty

[x4]

Call me so I can make it juicy for you

Call me so I can get it juicy for you

[Chorus ]

I get her on top she drop it like it hot

And when I'm at the bottom she Hillary Rodham

The middle of the bed

Giving getting head, giving getting head, giving getting head

I said mhm... I like that

Said mhm... I like that

I said mhm... I like that

Mhmm

Call me so I can come and do it for your

Call me so I can come and prove it for your

Call me so I can make it juicy for you

Call me so I can get it juicy for you

Shawty wanna lick me like a lollipop

she lick me like a lollipop

She said he's so sweet (she lick me like a lollipop)

Makes her Wanna lick the rapper (she lick me like a lollipop)

So I let her lick the rapper (lollipop)

AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

(feat. Bruno Mars)

[Lil Wayne]

With everything happening today

You dont know whether you're coming or going

But you think that you're on your way

Life lined up on the mirror dont blow it

Look at me when Im talkin to you

You looking at me but I'm lookin through you

I see the blood in your eyes

I see the love in disguise

I see the pain hidden your pride

I see you're not satisfied

And I dont see nobody else

I see myself I'm looking at the

[Bruno Mars]

Mirror on the wall, here we are again

Through my rise and fall

You've been my only friend

You told me that they can't understand the man I am

So why are we here talkin' to each other again

[Lil Wayne]

Oh, I see the truth in your lies

I see nobody by your side

but I'm with you when you re all alone

And you correct me when Im lookin wrong

I see that guilt beneath the shame

I see your soul through your window pain

I see the scars that remain

I see Wayne, Im lookin at the..

[Bruno Mars]

Mirror on the wall, here we are again

Through my rise and fall

You've been my only friend

You told me that they can't understand the man I am

So why are we here talkin' to each other again

[Lil Wayne]

Lookin at me now I can see my past

Damn I look just like my f-ckin dad

Light it up, thats smokin mirrors

I even look good in the broken mirror

I see my momma smile thats a blessin

I see the change, I see the message

and no message could been any clearer

So I'm startin' with the man in the,

[Bruno Mars]

Mirror on the wall, here we are again

Through my rise and fall

You've been my only friend

You told me that they can't understand the man I am

So why are we here talkin' to each other again

uh,

Mirror on the wall, here we are again

Through my rise and fall

You've been my only friend

You told me that they can't understand the man I am

So why are we here talkin' to each other again

(so why are we talkin to each other again)

Mirror on the wall.

Mirror AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

Make It Work For You AZ Lyrics By Juelz Santana Feat Lil Wayne

(feat. Jeezy and Lil Wayne)

[Juelz]

God will never put you in a situation that you can't handle

But you can definitley put ya self in a siyuation you can't handle

And some situations end in death

And death is a mothafucka ya dig

[Juelz]

Old timer want the block back, stop that

You been gone too long the young nigga said

Lord knows, whats goin through this young niggaz head

As the old timer stood and grilled him

Pilled off, shorty looked at his man

Touched his burner like I shoulda killed him

Shorty in deep, but he don't care

But he don't know, these old timers don't play fair

There he go, postin on his strip again

Toast on him, niggaz wit 'em, posted on his shit again

(Uh-Oh) He actin like it can't and it won't happen

Old timer bout to blow dust off that old cabinet

(Thats,Thats,Thats) Where dem guns is kept

These young niggaz better show some respect (respect)

I'll Teach 'em a lesson, he said to his self

As he proceeded to pull the lead from his shelf

Now he headed towards shorty block, forty cocked

On his zip, on his shit, like he don't care who shorty wit

But somebody saw him, before he go to shorty

Shorty phone ring, somebody called him

Somebody warned him, he's comin he's comin

Shorty replied, somebody stall him

Then he crept up wit his goons and guns

Whispered in to old timers ear, death is soon to come

[Chorus]

They say hell is hot,but is heaven cold

Know one ever knows til you Gone, gone, gone

And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better place

Or do you jus forever fade

Away,away,away,away, like a bird when its headed towards the sky (huh,huh)

Or do you just die (huh huh)

Or do you just perish from the earth and if so why?

[Juelz]

Baddest bitch up on the block

Prolly make a nigga cum when as soon as she get up on the cock

She fuck wit Tony don't she (don't she)

Oh he's, not ya average drug dealer, fa sho he's

Bien watched by police,feds

Investigators,oh, can't forget the haters

Home girl ain't got a clue what he do for a livin

She jus think she got a dude wit a pension

She don't know dis dude is a henchman

And he move on dudes wit the cruelest intensions

All she know she got a brand new benz

And its big enough for her and all her brand new friends (Damn)

There she go, all through the street wit it

Dude in and outta town, she all through the street wit it

We all know the street talk, we all know the street listen

Next day she's missin....(music stops, phone rings twice)

"Hello", "Ay nigga I got yo bitch, have a million sent up or she dead"

Damn,she in deep shit, and she did nothin

I betchu she ain't see dis comin, but he did

Cause he did nothin, he ain't pay (pay)

He told 'em keep dat bitch, he okay

He got a wife and a kid, back home

And he don't care about the life that she live (Damn)

Now thats wrong (wrong)

But the story ain't over it drags on (aw man what happened next)

They wind up beating her down

Breathless, he winds up fleein the town (til the next bitch)

[chorus]

They say hell is hot,but is heaven cold

Know one ever knows til you Gone, gone, gone

And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better place

Or do you jus forever fade

Away,away,away,away, like a bird when its headed towards the sky (huh,huh)

Or do you just die (huh huh)

Or do you just perish from the earth and if so why?

[Juelz]

And um, I say that to say this, alotta people don't appreciate life til they're gone

I mean, alotta situations can be avoided, you just gotta avoid it ya dig

jus don't be one of them people I'm talkin bout, ya know....

I'm On One AZ Lyrics By Dj Khaled Feat Lil Wayne

(feat. Drake, Lil Wayne and Rick Ross)

(Get em on)

I'm on one

(Get em on)

I'm on one

(Get em on)

I said I'm on one

[Drake]

I'm getting so throwed

I aint went this hard since I was 18

Apologise if I say, anything I don't mean

Like whats up with your best friend?

We could all have some fun, believe me

And whats up with these new niggas?

And why they think it all comes so easy

But get it while you here boy

Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy

Yeah and I'll be right here in my spot with a little

more cash than I already got

Trippin off you cause you had your shot

With my skin tanned and my hair long

And my fans who been so patient, me and 40

back to work but we still smell like a vacation

Hate the rumours, hate the bullshit

Hate these fucking allegations, I'm just feeling like

the throne is for the taking

Watch me take it!

[Drake - Chorus]

All I care about is money and the city that I'm from

I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done

And I don't really give a f-ck, and my excuse is that I'm young

And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

I'm on one

Yeah, f-ck it, I'm on one

Yeah, I said I'm on one

F-ck it, I'm on one

Two white cups and I got that drink

Could be purple, it could be pink

Depending on how you mix that shit

Money that we got, never get that shit

Cause I'm on one

I said fuck it I'm on one

[Rick Ross]

I'm burning purple flowers

It's burning my chest

I bury the most cash and burning the rest

Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air

Do ones beneath me recognise the red bottoms I wear

Burner in the belt

Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)

Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill

Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great

Even though I out on bond I might be facin' 8's

Still running with the same niggas til the death of me

Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully

Ever made love to the woman of your dreams

In a room full of money out in London and she screams

Baby, I could take it there

Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair

So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain't fair (Khaled)

And it's double M G until I get the chair

[Drake - Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]

I walk around the club, f-ck everybody

And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley

Yeah, too much money, aint enough money

You know the feds listening, nigga what money?

I'm a made nigga

I should dust something

You niggas on the bench

Like the bus coming

huh, aint nothing sweet but the swishas

I'm focused might aswell say cheese for the pictures

Ohhh, I'm about to go Andre the Giant

You a sell out, but I aint buying

Chopper dissect a nigga like science

Put an end to your world like the Mayans

This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov

It's a slim chance I fall, Olive Oyl

Tunechi be the name, don't ask me how I got it

I'm killin' these hoes I swear I'm tryna stop the violence

[Chorus]

Prom Queen AZ Lyrics By Lil Wayne

(feat. Shanell)

I loved her fancy underwear

I sit behind her every year

Waitin' for the chance to get

To tell her i'm the one she should be with ouw

She's popular with all the guys

So innocent in my eye

I could see her in my life

She would've had the world if she were mine

But see she had some other plans

I couldn't understand

her and her stupid friends

Varsity's biggest fans

Never forget the day

She laughed and walked away

And I couldn't stop her

I guess she had it all

(chorus)

She had it all figured out

But she left me with a broken heart

Fucked around and turned me down

Cause she didn't think I could play the part

But now the prom queen, the prom queen

Is crying sittin outside of my door

See you never *KNOW*

how everything could turn around

They loved her fancy underwear every boyfriend every year

She tried to keep em' entertain

When they can hardly remember her name

She did everything she could

just to make him love and treat her good

she found herself alone

askin' herself where did she go wrong

she didn't realize

she chased the type of guys

that don't believe in ties

Tryin to apologize

Never forget the day

she laughed and walked away

And I couldn't stop her

I guess she had it all

(chorus 2X)

Get up!

(chorus 3X)

One Blood West Coast Remix AZ Lyrics By Slim Thug Feat Lil Wayne

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