Ha u know who I'm talkin 2 don't play
Play sports, party, go 2 movies
i would jank da S*** out of ya wanna test me
Lil Wayne -Um..Dolla after dolla, holla at ya guala
I'm rollin like the stones, I need a water bottle
And if you need a pill, T.Streetz and Carter got em
Supply the whole party, we got the party poppin
We in New Orleans poppin, we way in Harlem poppin
In California poppin, Ed Hardey rockin
Skinny whores wit all them problems
Bitch you can eat these pills and chill and tell me all about em
Hold up my heart is knockin, don't worry water stops it
Hold up your mouth is dry, don't worry water mops it
I got a great idea, we should have sex
Bitch I'm like Dante Hall, I just throw up the X
My dick be still hard, I be so up for next
Thats when you slip up and fuck around, and fuck ya ex
That be that bullshit, but it's the fuckin best!
I get her to pop a pill, and come and fuck the set!
And I fuckin rep
Lil Wayne -Live from the 504
It's Mr. Crazy flow, jumpin' like a bunjinal rope
Even in the dungeon I glow, even if it ain't sunny I glow
If it ain't 'bout money I go, no where I nail to the flo'
Money controls where I go, it is the sail to my boat
And it's goin' down, it's goin' down, like there's a whale in the boat
& you can smell that I smoke, and yup, I sip that lean
You hit me with that combination, it make my eyes bleed
I'm a shark in the water, yep I swim with the big
So I don't have time to deal with Willy The Squid
L-L-Lilly pad niggas, L-L-Look at the monster
Y-Y-You don't wanna crash like LaLaLaBamba
See it's me Ronna and Terry and my new drop is berry
Watermelon plum, just call it fruit punch
I'm a ol rapper, gettin' new bucks
And all you new rappers, ya just new lunch
Lil Wayne- Ya... dig
So I guess it's my turn
And I'ma go at niggaz heads like sideburns
Big phantom on the road, make a wide turn
Big light, green buds, is what I burn
Nikki, since I've been rappin, this is what I've learned
All these other niggaz pussy, like dry sperm
And I knock this shit out like Tom Hearns
If it aint about money, me no concern
A paper chaser, 'till my thigh burn
And never give a bitch, what I've earned
Fuck I look like?
I'm lookin for a bitch that can fuck right, cook right
And if not, then left foot right
Foot get the steppin, yea bitch walk like...
And my hoes talk like "Hsshswash", and I just say "Right"
We don't fuss fight, she is just.. just.. just right
Plies- Damn My P O
Ya’ll Can Tell her I Said It
Violate Me If She Want she’ll Have To Come n Catch Me,
Piss Test Me All You Want, Ima Smoke When I’m Ready
Pants Hangin Off Me Now Cause My Pistol Heavy (Hood)
I Ain’t Spoke To You Yet Dawg, Cause I Ain’t Friendly
I Drank Yak Homie,
Ya’ll Drink Cris,
I Like the bussy baby, don’t want no Boogie Bitch
I’ll Never Buy A Phantom
28’s Can’t Fit
They Say I’m Fed Bound, They Call Me High Risk
Im Full Bloodied Goon, Lames Make Me Sick
You Get 3 or 4 Birds Before We Call You Rich
I’d Like To Thank The Hood Homie It Showed Me How ta rip.
Paul Wall- What It do
I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is immaculate and is simply amazing
Them elbows poking wide on that Candy-lac
Trunnk open screens on neons lit with --
I'm on a mission for dime piece's and sexy ladies
Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
It's a star-studded event when I valet park
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them 4's crawlin, you see them screens fallin
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin
I'm leanin on a switch sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla
Riding some candy coated crawlin like a caterlippar
I'm tippin on those 4's I'm jamming off this screw
I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do?