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Wake a nigga up in his bed he sleep,
Tie the nigga up his head to his feet,
Then I light the nigga up his head to his feet,
Put his in the water and his head on the beach,
Light blunt just to save me the grief,

I give a fuck I was made for the beef,
I don't give a fuck I'm from the streets,
But I'm crooked as a bitch, wave to the thief,
Lie to the bad guy, hi to the dope,
wit the bad guy, try and get smoked,
Lie and you get smoked, lie for a though,
Try for a though, die for a nigga though
Why a nigga go to New Orleans,
is Katrina-land,
The flew over, and he ain't even land

We ain't mad, we ain't even playin'
It's touch-take season in my region and you leavin' until
We eatin', and I my piece, and I want my peeps,
To get they piece, and they want they to get they piece,
And until then yo peeps no piece

beast and I feast every beat I seek,
And I freak every mix CD I
I to be at the t-o-p-o-f-h-i-p-h-o-p
And I'm I-n-D-a-C-u-t-W-i-t-h dem
Who me, yes me, call me West, B
Cause I'm wilder than the mothafuckin' wild be
I'm so ready, are you for me,
Young young money, mula baby!

in a nigga car at the light,
Put the gun to his make him park on the right and,
Then I tell him talk,
him get out and walk,
And then I tell my goons get in
When you fuckin' a nigga like me
No homo but you fuckin' a rida
They ain't me when I tryda

Fuck mothafucka, and them other mothafuckas
Cause can't no mothafucka fuck with a
If you fuck lil tune,
Ima let my goons just yo ass like twitter nigga,
We can do you want I don't care,
Anyhow, anywhere, I swear,
Ask son about a nigga, I will run up on a
Wit the gun up on a nigga, now I'm one up on a

I will run the clock the guap,
And if my leg I will hop,
I will hustle til I drop,
Bitch I will throw you the top, of the world
I got a boston girl,
She my I'm her genie,
Ride my carpet girl,
Flow so sick you and hurl,
I'm so I walk and swirl,
I'm so I walk on clouds,
Please please don't shoot me down,
Fuckin' I put it down ,
Buy it white and it brown,
This is how lookin' sound,
KY run yo around.

U-S-A, parlez-vous fran-ais..
Hot as
I am a zombie, what can I say,
after all I.

I ya'll I tote it,
Put the bullet in the glock and blow bitch,
If you know like I you'd put money way before that bitch
Everyone got hand out so I drop my draws let um hold dat dick
Ima roll stick and Ima roll it thick
And I know im cold and when its cold as
And I ain't old im 26
All in yo like I'm a dentist bitch

Fuck you and yo bitch
We on some shoot the shit
Better find the exit boy, my nina is so boy
And she feelin' boy, Don't make her molest ya boy
pressure boy, what will make you test the boy
I'm great with no effort boy, yo will get severed boy
I'm yo level boy, I'm takin yo medal boy
Weezy F and the F is for forever BOY!