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So Wayne
What's motivation?

Is that really a
Do you really have that written down in your
You should be ashamed of
You smell me,
I like money

See, that's they don't understand
To me it was get money or die
I come up under Birdman the One Stunner
You know what I mean I'm stunner
Tha's all I know, that's all I ever
Get money or get
You what I'm saying and I feel that way for real

So hard I go I pushing
The game's so I'm in it like deep pussy
I got from trying to get the whole cookie
Used to make a thousand dollars everytime I played
Dwayne Carter absent keep
I'm present on the block, I'm a legend on the
Ice so bright like heaven on the
Yeah nigga, I done dropped one on the watch

So watch and see I do
Breeze by you so fast, got you sneezing
got the shivers, mayne I got the fever
I got to bring the hood back after
Weezy F. now the F is for Fema
Sick nigga bitch I spit that
Yeah, no cure, no help, so me, so good, so hard, so
me

And that's just my point there
what I'm always trying to stress, you know what I'm saying
If you don't understand me, if you feel me then you ain't real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me you
So, is your music considered the of
Urban America or America
I mean, I would say the voice of the 'cause thats who I speak for
And myself, you know I mean, my family, that's who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life, you

C'mon, bang this shit, nigga, pump my
You gotta that wimp and go and dump that bitch
You gotta claim strip and go and flood that bitch
You gotta aim that and straight bust that shit
Like motherfuck niggas what they wanna do I'm ready
Tevin Campbell, no homo, black
Fucking the boy, baby, that's a cambo
If he won in leave him on the crap table

I'm willing and I'm able to come run up in stable
Like nobody make a sound, "Where the paper? the paper?"
get it, gotta have it, once I got it I'mma spend it
Then it's back to doing any thing just to get it
The re-ups be like birthday
No room to the cars in the garages
So outside the cribs all you see is the
If I say it right, fuck it, I ain't foreign
me

And see that's where everybody get me at
You know I mean I got that heat rock, for real
Why do you think other rappers lack the impact of music?
because they ain't got that heat rock like me
You know what I
They ain't spitting like me, spitting
But, what I mean, they ain't got colds
I got the flu over man, for real
I relief, y'all help me, for real
I know y'all sick of me 'cause I'm of y'all for real

And based on the bank, I'm doing much
Than a lot of these niggas, I'm tired of niggas
Yawning I see them make me stretch and pull the burner
I'm cocking back and passing, catch 'em in they sternum
Ooh, that probably burn ya, that gone probably learn ya
To never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever come around no more
gangsters over here, you gotta die with the broke bitch
I'm the God I ride with the Pope
But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe, yeah

And tell 'em 'bout
Tell 'em 'bout my show
Tell 'em 'bout my hoe
You know just to mack
Call me Dione bring the corner back, yeah
I'm in my prime niggas falling
right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as crack
me

And that's just what it is,
If you don't like my then fuck you and your shit, man, straight up
That's how I was tough, that's how I was up
And that's how I'ma go down, man, for
Cash-money, young-money in your throat bitch
Swallow
Weezy F. this interview is over, go to the next song