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[Lil

Huh


Let's go, (Where you at, Wheezy?)

You liable to catch me speedin' up the six, or beatin' up a
or standin' over a stove, sweatin', up a brick
And we the hustlin' slick, and got clips like bananas
We twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with
We ran in habitats with and plastic gats
Stormin' the house, screamin', "Where's this bastard's crack?!!"
I the Mack in front of your gal and make her tell
Like, "Slut! the yay, or I'ma pop one in your grill!"
It's Lil Wayne, nigga and bang triggas
Pay with my change, then I'm have to bang niggas
I bag the caine quicker, and sprinkle like rain,
Flood the av quick with the quarters and halves,
If you out, you can me on the street with the work
If it's a drought, you can find me on the street the work
Never slip I empty half a deep in your shirt
And put your clique deep in the dirt
me?

(Hook-2x Wayne])
Who wan' with 'em?
Who creep with 'em?
And when it comes to guns, nigga, I sleep with 'em
See, we can with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em
And it comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em

[Lil
I'm the youngest Hot Boy on the field heaters
Let my kill your peoples
Bust up in your and put the gun to lil' Renita
Give me the yay, or else put her in her sneakers
Wow (wow, wow) you can me in all black with no smile
Me, Turk, G'z and - chicka-POW!
How come these niggaz keep burnin the
and why the hell nigga Weezy keep firmin your girl?
Turnin the on the orange and teal, Bentley drop
Then put that up and hop in the van and hit your block
Tell your mom to get the cops cause y'all need 'em
When you see them bullets that my glock pop, y'all eat 'em
See this for all my in the pen, I hope for freedom
And this for all my niggaz bricks, I got 'em cheaper
Keep a nigga quiet as a when I come
Wayne #1 Hot Boy, hot as the sun - ya me?

[Lil
Nasty case, nigga run up in your crib, crash the
Blast the face, automatic attach to
You play? Then it get awful and bad
There will be no more for dad, and it's off with your head
A nigga either gon' get it right, or they get it at
And when they spit it, lick his ass twice like 20 damn
and ice is what I prefer but light on the rocks
I pack them clips tight on them glocks and light up blocks
And if there's, involved then your throat's involved
I get the and roll up and smoke most of y'all
Me and my nigga Super Sosa, run up in crib
while grandma watchin Oprah, jag her up and rope her
If you (?) chances slim like
If you want drugs, I got more flavors Fruitopia
Recognize it's and nuttin udder than that
Cause one the mac'll have blood coverin your back, ha?

- 2X