WATCHA WANNA DO 


What
 What?
 Nigga, huh?
 Huh?
 Nigga, what?
 What?!
 What?
 Check!
 
I'm shootin', flee
 Pollutin' you and your niggas, betta run from me
 Comin' through in a strap... with a 223
 You be losin' your life when you caught up... in beef
 What? Nigga nigga, shiiiit!
 Now, I'm ridin', ride
 With a K on my side
 50 shots flyin', fly
 Nigga, you want beef with I?
 I hope you lyin', but why?
 In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
 Byy-bahda-by-by-by
 Huh? Nigga, what? Takin' me for a joke, and watch me hurt cha
 Boys there, they be commercial... I beat 'em 'til they purple
 I'm a lil' bitty nigga, but I got a big ole chop, 2's that'll kill 50 niggas
 Didja do it? Thought it was cool?
 But cha still in it, nigga
 Your so ugly with your boys, but I'm still pretty, nigga
 Lil' Wayne representin'
 I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs
 I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure
 What? From tha 17th, I back down from no nigga
 Had me four deep in four cars on your block with four triggas
 Man... ya'll niggas ain't up for this!!
 Ya'll hatin' on me, you can suck my dick!
 Didn't I tell ya ta chill?
 Guerrilla, you can play if you want
 Find yourself in tha back-a my trunk
 Ho, feminine punk!
 
[Chorus]
 Now, nigga, what?! Huh?! (What?!)
 Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, huh?! What?! What?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, I say what?! Huh?! Huh?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, huh?! What?! What?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 
Now I be Wayne Wayne Wayne... from CMB
 50 shots, flame flame flame... from artillery
 Bullets, they stain stain stain... burn like rubber on tha streets
 (Screech!) If you can't hang, find your way from 'round me
 Lil' soldier in all black off-a A.N.E.
 I pullin' ego, my nigga, so ain't no playin' me
 Yeah, I may be... a lil' small and all that
 But I'm 'bout war, totin' a gat, flippin' a car and all that
 Now freeze! Me and my g's hitchyour hood like fleas
 Soldier rag, black 'Bauds, white T's, and Ree's
 Please, tell me that you was fulla weed
 When you said you want beef
 'Cause I don't think nonna ya'll famileez wan' see ya'll bleed
 I know what tha hell it be
 Ya'll niggas don't listen up when we speak
 I be ten-deep
 Lettin' 223's chop trees
 (?) told me not ta be weak, and let a nigga play me
 So he... who take tha biggest bite, lose all-a his teeth
 Hook up wit Juve, Turk, and B.G.
 Open niggas like ki'
 G... I bet some g's, boy, can't wet a HB
 Or Steve's... CMB's make tha scene off tha heez
 All ya'll beef-b's be seized when we ride... g's!
 
[Chorus]
 Nigga, what! Huh! What!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, what, nigga, what?! Nigga, huh?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 I say what! Huh! What!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, what! Huh?!
 Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
 
Look, dog... you can be stupid if want, watch, it be war
 Or all you drive tha car, I hit tha block and.. cut 'em off
 Whole nation gon' fall... when Wayne spins tha cut
 Guns up, nigga, what!... I clutch and bust
 Niggas duck and hide... when.. I.. ride
 I load tha forty-five, and explode on your side
 My niggas, Mike and Mario, they got some 2's for me
 And I spin a nigga ben until he use ta me
 I'm on a 3000-dollar duck.. on your block, just waitin'
 Nonna dem niggas could take me, I was too in-tox-i-cat-ed
 But, nigga, if you want war with me, besta be 'bout your issue
 Hit your set with.. my nigga with them things ta split cha
 Picture a lil' nigga dressed in black... with a big ole gun
 In front'chyour house, shootin', 'baahhh!!!'.. hollerin' out, 'Nigga,
what?!'
 
Nigga, what! Huh! What?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, what! Huh! What?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, I say huh?! What?!
 Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
 Have me in all black, bustin' back at your crew!
 Now I say, what! Huh! What?!
 Watcha wanna do?!
 I say, huh?! What?!
 Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
 Nigga, what?! Huh?!
 Nigga, watcha wanna do?!
 Have me in all black, bustin' at your crew!
 What! What! What!
 Huh?! Huh?!
 Nigga nigga nigga, what ch'all want?
 Nigga, what ch'all niggas wan' do?
 Nigga, what?!... Huh?!... Huh?!
 

WAY OF LIFE 

(feat. Baby, TQ, Mannie Fresh)
 
[MANNIE FRESH: Talking] (Lil' Wayne)
 Look'a here... (Umm-hmm...)
 This how we gon' do this...
 Hook up the turntables,
 Wolfe, get on the keyboard...
 And we gon' run it, ya heard...
 
[MANNIE, BABY, & WAYNE]
 [**Talking**]
 
[GIRL]
 Cash Money..
 Cash Money..
 Cash Money..
 Cash Money..
 
[LIL' WAYNE & BABY: Verse 1]
 [LIL' WAYNE]
 Now let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins,
 Hit the mall with my girlfriends, dish out ends.
 Cause you know it ain't trickin' if you got it,
 Cop baby girl what she desire, it's chump change mama.
 Marijuana Scholar... Knowin' what I got up in my styrofoam cup?
 That purple stuff. It was givin' to me at birth to stunt.
 So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the fur in the guts.
 
[BABY of Big Tymers] (Ay, Ay, Ay..)
 Hold on, mami! Them whips on dubs.
 Cadillac truck, twenty-eights, no rubs.
 Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eye lens,
 Car show in New York, Ya'll know who wins!
 It's the birdman, daddy, with the Gucci and Prada,
 Slant-back, cut truck. No rims? Can't holla.
 It's that Louie/Fendi on Ostrich streets,
 It's the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you love me?
 
[TQ: Hook (Mannie Fresh)]
 Baby, I'ma a stunna.. (Oh! Oh! Oh!)
 I ain't gon' change it.. (I told ya'll...)
 Don't - you - know,
It's a way of liffeee... (I told ya'll...)
 Mama, do you want it?
 Cause I'm about to break it, (I told ya'll...)
 Oooh, baby.. Can't stop the stuntin',
 Nooo, nooo... (Bring back that beat...)
 
[BABY & LIL' WAYNE: Verse 2]
 [BABY of Big Tymers]
 Pop one, pop two.. Them new Nike shoes,
 Royal blue Jag on them twenty-two's.
 Flip white to green, 500 Degreez,
 In that Cadillac truck on them twenty-three's.
 I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame,
 All these naked women that pop champagne.
 And these marble floors stay high as Rick James,
 If you know my name, then you know my game.
 
[LIL' WAYNE]
 It's lil' whodi from the hot block with ser'ous flow,
 Gotta get dough, cause ya'll won't feel me, bro.
 But ya'll don't here me tho...
 Till I'm rollin' down my window and my grill-ie show.
 And you know I'm prolly pumpin' through the hood on the twenty-fo's,
 Word! Rims pokin' out the side of the 'ERV,
 Glock have ya ribs pokin' out the side of ya shirt.
 I'm a seventeenth nigga and I ride for the turf. Whoo!
 
[TQ: Hook (Mannie Fresh)]
 Baby, I'ma a stunna.. (I told ya'll...)
 I ain't gon' change it..
 Don't - you - know,
 It's a way of liffeee... (I told ya'll...)
 Mama, do you want it?
 Cause I'm about to break it,
 Oooh, baby.. Can't stop the stuntin',
 Nooo, nooo...
 
[LIL' WAYNE & BABY: Verse 3]
 [LIL' WAYNE] Ay...
 And my pinky glow... Cause my ring is so...
 Blingy-blingy, yo... Stop blinkin' though...
 We smoke - stinky, stinky dro,
 And we don't cop them ency-wency O's,
 And we don't stop. Nah! We blow, fuck the peo-ple!
 Everywhere we go, we smell like E-yo.
 The birdman my paw, so that make me go...
 "Fllyy like an eagle!" Fo' sheezo!
 
[BABY (Lil' Wayne)]
 They think cause I stay at English Turn,
 That Stunna don't have a O - Z to burn, (Light it up!)
 I go in each sto' and ball like a dog,
 Me and my nig's, we ball like a dog.
 Cars on the streets, all on our lawn.
 Ice in my teeths, all on my arm.
 Tat's in my face, my back, and my arm. (What?)
 
[LIL' WAYNE]
 Tat's in MY face, my back, and my arm.
 
[TQ: Hook]
Baby, I'ma a stunna..
I ain't gon' change it..
 Don't - you - know,
 It's a way of liffeee...
Mama, do you want it?
 Cause I'm about to break it,
 Oooh, baby.. Can't stop the stuntin',
 Nooo, nooo...
 
[MANNIE FRESH: Talking]
 Yep!... There it is!.. ya' lil' low-life...
 See, I'm a pro - fessional. You a rookie.
 Fuckin' game so serious...
 I could sell a hooker some pussy...
 Now, that's some serious shit...
 Oh, yea! Bel'ieve that!
 Who we rollin' wit?
 We rollin' wit Cash Money!
 Oh, I forgot about "peace"!
 PEEACE! I mean... "Piece" of pussy,
 "Piece" of land, "Piece" of property...
 It's just a mind game...
 

WAYNE ON ME 

Chorus
I'm calling you daddy, daddy
Can you be my daddy, daddy
I need a daddy, daddy
Would you be my daddy, daddy(No ceilings)

Come and make it wayne down on me(X2)

Verse 1
Uhh wide receiver weezy
Throw the pussy at me
The pussy lips smiling
I make the pussy happy
Take them panties off
The pussy looking at me
I'm the pussy monster, now get the pussy ready
I like to kiss
She like to kiss
I deep stroke, and make her bite her fist
The lights is on
The night is grown
We get it poppin cuz we know we can't when wife home
California kush strong as a titan, is what I'm lightin on
We get high as fuck then we just do it put ya nikes on
Tattoos on her waist she like the tattoos on my face and if there's something she'd like to say I let her say it on my microphone
She love my style
But that's expected
She coming back to you? the chance is anorexic
I knew she had it in her
So I got it out her
She give me neck around the clock I call it round the carter
She rub my back
She say I'm tight
She cook, fuck and clean, and still make her flight
First class pussy
Crystal glass pussy
I... I get it wetter than bass pussy

Verse 2
(You dun' been)
Uhh I likes it thick and red
Ralph Laurens spread
Lady in the streets
Pornstar in bed
She like to fuck fight so we sparr in bed
She got that pink pussy
I beat it orange red
I fuck american pie and I get foreign head
She sit down and ride like ima thourough bread
She kiss my mine and I kiss hers back
If she's a bad bitch
She deserved that
She send me pictures to my iphone
Then I gotta clear em' cuz my girl be checking my phone
I'm in the Bentley with the mind blown when I'm in that pussy hunny I'm home

Chorus
You dun' been good but you can do better
I dun' been wet but I can get wetter
Come and make it wayne down on me(x2)

I'm calling you daddy, daddy
Can you be my daddy, daddy(young Money)
I need a daddy, daddy
Would you be my daddy, daddy(No ceilings)

Come and make it wayne down on me(x2)(young Mula baby)
(No ceilings muthafucka uhh)

WE BACK SOON 

[Lil Wayne]
 Sittin' in a Ferrari, thinking 'bout money
 I swear I will go head up with all of y'all, bumper cars
 Bullshit fly by me, I'm ducking all the bad vibes
 Shoot you nine times just in case you got cat lives
 My punchlines give you black eyes
 Like like, go kill yourself Seven Pounds
 I've been to hell and back, and made it back fine
 Black diamonds killin' them, black on black crime
 Now can I live and if I can, can I live it up?
 I'mma squeeze life, just enough to fill a cup
 Well, shut the f-ck up and steam the purp
 Drink it all, I'm dead, so I throw some ice in it
 and belch when I finish
 
('cuse me, 'cuse me)
 [Hook]
 I heard you got that good, ready for the take-off
 Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
 
To another World, right next to that white moon
 Fly in the sky, tell em we'll be back soon
 [Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
 Uh, its the martian and I come for all
 I swear I will go head up with all y'all, bumper cars
 N-gga I'm a slumber dog, millionaire, been there
 Smoke some kush and snap my fingers in case you got cat lives
 Uh, so much for being settled down
 Suicide flow, go and kill ya self, Seven Pounds
 Blunt thick as Bobby Christina, high as Serena's skirt
 Only smoking that real grass, no arena turf
 Now can I live and if I can, I rep that dirty south
 And you haven't seen cleaner dirt, you haven't seen it worse
 So shut the f-ck up and steam the purp
 Tell them haters "arrivederc"
 Yeah I lost my mind, help me find it I will lead the search
 Uhhh
 [Hook]

WE BE STEADY MOBBIN' 

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
 Man fuck these niggas
 Imma spare everythin but these niggas
 I flip the gun and gun-butt these niggas
 Take the knife off the AK and cut these niggas
 Ya
 And fuck these bitches
 I swear I care bout everythin but these bitches
 I don?t care, I "so what" these bitches
 And I put young mulla baby way above these bitches
 If it ain?t broke, don?t break it
 And if he ain?t shook, I?m gon shake him
 Hope I don?t look weak
 Cuz when a wolf cry wolf, you still see that wolf teeth
 Motherfuckaaaaa
 Futuristic hand gun
 If you act foul, you get two shots and one
 I?m at your face like lancome
 You niggas softer than Rosanne?s son
 Hey
 You cannot reach me on my Samsung
 I busy fuckin the world and givin the universe my damn tongue
 Crazy motherfucker, I am one
 But the crazy thing is, I began one
 All white bricks, I?m straight like it?s jumpin back to thirty-six nigga
 Big house, long hallways, got ten bathrooms I could shit all day
nigga
 
[Chorus ? Lil Wayne]
 And we don?t want no problems
 Ok you?re a goon, whats a goon to a goblin
 Yaaaaa??.
 And Kane on the beat
 I fuck around and leave a nigga brains on the street
 Oooooooo???
 Now pop that pussy
 I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
 Uh Huh?
 And we be steady mobbin
 Oh Kimosabi, big ballin is my hobby
 
[Verse 2 ? Gucci Mane]
 What the fuck is up, it?s Gucci Mane the G
 It?s titty boy, no Diddy boy, be strapped city to city boy
 So icy, so no Nike, but jus Gucci, Louis, Prada, excuse me
 Gucci Mane keep shitin on me, why that boy keep buyin jewlery
 East Atlanta cockin hammers
Bandanas on car antennas
 No we do not talk to strangers
 Jus cut off these niggas fingers
 Gucci?s armed and dangerous, cocaine, codine and angel dust
 This AK 47 i hitcha m1 from the ankle up
 Gun same size as Nia Long, clip long as a Pringles can
 Four, five desert eagle on me, you?ll think imma Eagles fan
 Toni Braxton sniper rifle, make him neva breathe again
 Fuck that nigga, kill that nigga, bring him back, kill him again
 Gucci
 
[Verse 3 ? Lil Wayne]
 Ya
 The money is the motive
 Fuck wit the money, it get ugly as coyote
 Ok I?m reloaded
 ima pull it if you told it
 I buy a pound, break it down and put it in a stogie
 Swagger so bright, I don?t even need light
 I?m wit a model bro, she don?t even eat rice
 But would you believe that she eat dykes
 And she asked me for a picture so I gave her three strikes
 Yaa
 I?m the man around this motherfucker
 I?m so hot you probably catch a tan around this motherfucker
 This rap game, I got my hand around this motherfucker
 Ya I said game, but I ain?t playin around this motherfucker
 Ya
 I?m the best to ever do it bitch
 And you?re the best at never doin shit
 If you the shit then I am sewer rich
 Try me and I?ll have your people readin eulogies
Hahaha
 I swear you can?t fuck with me
 But I can fuck your girl and make her nut for me
 Then slut for me, then kill for me, then steal for me
 And of course it?ll be your cash
 And I'll murder that bitch and send her body back to your ass
 
[Chorus ? Lil Wayne]
 And we don?t want no problems
 Ok you?re a goon, whats a goon to a goblin
 Yaaaaa??.
 And Kane on the beat
 I fuck around and leave a nigga brains on the street
 Oooooooo???
 Now pop that pussy
 I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
 Uh Huh?
 And we be steady mobbin
 Oh Kimosabi, big ballin is my hobby
 
[Verse 4 ? Lil Wayne]
 Man suck my clip
 Swallow my bullets, and don?t you spit
 Uhhhh
 I am the hip-hop socialist
 Life is a gamble and I?m all about my poker chips
 Do you want a dose of this
 I will make the most of this
 F is for fer-o-cious
 Murder your associates
 The top is so appropriate
 This is just where I belong
 Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on
 Weezy
 
[Chorus x2 ? Lil Wayne]
 And we don?t want no problems
 Ok you?re a goon, whats a goon to a goblin
 Yaaaaa??.
 And Kane on the beat
 I fuck around and leave a nigga brains on the street
 Oooooooo???
 Now pop that pussy
 I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
 Uh Huh?
 And we be steady mobbin
 Oh Kimosabi, big ballin is my hobby

WE COME AND SEE ABOUT IT 


Came in the game as a youngin, signed wit cash money,
 Pocket full of money, niggas poppin shit alwyas talkin bout sumthin,
 See ya ass in public it's a whole notha subject,
 Man they just talkin bout it, they just talkin bout it,
 And i'm on the streets with it, i'm on the streets with it,
 See from where i come from you gotta be about it,
 And if u want it want it we come and see about it
 
[verse 1:]
 Uhh it's weezy baby like the last shit
 A big car and a bad bitch, uhhhh soo fly i need an ass kick
 These niggas ballin by accident uhh, keep talkin nigga fuck up ya body
 Send ya home and tell ya mom it was an acciden,
 Uhh i'm a g till the casket drop on my glasses, fast money i'm the fastest,
 I got that hustlers pasion ya knoww, dem boys back at the ass end
 I'm at the bank tryna cash in aye
 
[chorus:]
 Came in the game as a youngin signed wit cash money pocket full of money
 Niggas poppin shit alwyas talkin bout sumthin
 See ya ass in public it's a whole notha subject
 Man they just talkin bout it, they just talkin bout it
 And i'm on the streets with it, i'm on the streets with it,
 See from where i come from you gotta be about it,
 And if u want it want it we come and see about it
 
[verse 2:]
 It's been murda bitch i make a killin,
 Insurance papers in the safe money in tha ceiling,
 I got pillow case full of pistols
 Come throught a nigga house and aim at the pillows,
 Uhh wake up wake up fuckin with them boys u can wake up taped up,
 Ya dig now gon' an drink that lake up
 Stick em in the trunk let em feel that bass pump
 Deez niggas is nuts man that m14 leave you physically fucked
 Deez niggas is ducks well you can call me scrooge because i'm swimmin in bucks
 Bitch
 
[chorus:]
 Came in the game as a youngin signed wit cash money pocket full of money
 Niggas poppin shit alwyas talkin bout sumthin,
 See ya ass in public and it's a whole notha subject
 Man they just talkin bout it they just talkin bout it,
 And i'm on the streets with it i'm on the streets with it
 See from where i come from you gotta be about it,
 And if u want it want it we come and see about it okay
 
[verse 3:]
 Yea yea to hot to cold, red hot blue cold, yea i knock ya melon out ya fruiit bowl
 All my guns black i got true soul yeah and i call my coupe the black panther
 Blat... blat... blat thats the gat anthem, and if a nigga play with family for that matter
 Imma smoke so many niggas imma catch cancer, and if i step up out this benzo
 U know i'm commin with a gun like a nintendo
 They soft them niggas fallin when the wind blow and i'm rollin up my window
 Fuck em
 
[chorus:]
 Came in the game as a youngin signed wit cash money pocket full of money
 Niggas poppin shit alwyas talkin bout sumthin
 See ya ass in public and it's a whole notha subject
 Man they just talkin bout it, they just talkin bout it,
 And i'm on the streets with it, i'm on the streets with it
 See from where i come from you gotta be about it
 And if u want it want it we come and see about it
 

WE DON'T 

(feat. Baby)
 
[Baby - talking]
 Ay shawty, you know what I'm sayin'
 Some niggaz palms be sweatin'
 Some niggaz palms be itchy
 It don't matter, a nigga just gotta get it
 You know what I'm sayin', nigga
 We built this shit from the ground up
 Nigga, The Carter, nigga
 You what I'm sayin'
 We been around the world gettin' money nigga
 We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
 Every project, nigga
 We worldwide hustlas, nigga (Belie' that bitch)
 You what I'm sayin'
 Lets get them niggaz, lets ride shawty
 
[Baby]
 Indictments, got us conspiracy for murders
 Five young niggaz uptown servants
 Word, they bird curvin' for servin'
 Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they jaws curvin'
 Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
 Jail also made men in these hard times
 And don't cry I'ma get mines so pray for me
 I'm on the block on the grind, mama pray for me
 So nigga respect my G, respect my grind
 Nigga respect how I eat, respect my mind
 Nigga respect this heat
 When these niggaz out of line, nigga we dress up and creep
 Whoa, shawty I'ma blow they whole block
 Fuckin' with a soldier, mastermind is on plot
 Third ward survivor, uptown madness
 Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habbit, bitch
 
[Hook]
 We don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
 We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
 And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
 And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
 C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
 We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
 And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
 And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby, c'mon
 
[Lil Wayne]
 The murder man, picture me lurkin'
 Right up behind ya curtains nine's squirtin'
 And you could hear it when it's hurtin'
 But if I hear him hurtin' I'll walk over and merk him for certain
 I took over the circus
 'Cause I'ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface
 I walk around, fo' pound and surface
 To spin ya ass around in circles, you urkle
 Blood run up out ya earth now you purple
 Your homeboy get it first, but you worst so
 Now you headed to the skies above
 And I'm go and get high with ya bitch in the club
 Yeah, life's a bitch and death's a husband
 And you gonna have to meet up if you keep on fuckin' up
 And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin' up
 But you don't want see them CMB blood knuckle up
 
[Hook]
 We don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
 We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
 And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
 And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
 C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
 We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
 And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
 And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby, c'mon
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Shoot him in his head so he remember
 Because of that mama I'll be gone 'till Novemeber
 I be back next winter in a hummer on spinners
 Them niggaz on the block say them boys gon' get 'em
 But them niggaz on the block don't know the toys who with 'em
 Tell ya boy come and get me if I go he goin' with me
 I'm hoping y'all feel me, I told y'all what the dealy
 Ya open up ya face I'ma open up the semi
 I open up ya kidneys now ya floatin' up the Missi-
 Ssippi, river nigga play with deep water now ya swimmin'
 Silly, you play with me, Carter, now ya missin'
 Really, I shoot ya in ya head and make you feel it
 And even though I be the man with the milli's
 When the shit go down I be the man with the milli's
 Beef cranberry on the ceilin'
 This is the Carter, bitch welcome to my buildin' c'mon
 
[Hook]
 We don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
 We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
 And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
 And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby
 C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
 We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
 And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
 And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby, c'mon
 
[Lil Wayne - talking]
 Wish a nigga would say something, gotta
 Standin right chea guns up boy
 Weezy F, Birdman
 Holla back
 

WEEZY BABY 

(feat. Nikki)
 
Yeah... ma gurl get in at 1:15 am
 The guitar's crying right now
 Just a couple things going on in my life, you know
 
[Verse 1]
 Brim leaning, cup tilted, blunt flicking
 Get money, fuck bitches
 Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
 I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know bout it
 So bout it...like Master P... but no coward
 No I am no Howard the duck duck
 Lead showers, black flowers
 Black dresses, two hours, closed casket
 Ma dough tactics is so crafty
 No laughter, I do that after I get the dough bastards
 I get the dough faster, what if I flowed faster
 Like... oh Nancy the flow's plastic, automatic, I'm
 More drastic, ain't no names compared to me
 Who are you, where are ya, I can't see, ya air to me
 Ya not there to me, I ain't fucking wit you bitch niggaz
 I'm fucking ya sis nigga, it's Weezy
 
[Hook - Nikki]
 If you gon' call him Weezy
 Then you must say the baby
 If you don't say the baby
 Then just don't say it at all
 
[Verse 2]
 I'm... slick as an old mac, I'm... sick as a prozac
 And... the Carter 1 was the... dick for you hoes trapped
 And... this is Tha Carter 2 and... this is the bozack
 Digging you hoes back, quick if I blow back
 Got it... gone Rabbit
 Fast ma daddy's Rabbit at home
 What up pa (what up), what up Pac (what up), what up Pun (what up)
 What up Big (what up), what up Solja
 As the streets get colder I get chillier
 What up Left Eye (what up), what up Aaliyah (what up)
 Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
 I shoot niggaz in the mouth boy pucker up
 Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the fuck
 Where the hell all these new pussy rappers come from
 I chew 'em up like bubble gum... yum yum
 Young Weezy so troublesome, what what
 
[Hook - Nikki]
 If you gon' call him Weezy
 Then you must say the baby
 If you don't say the baby
 Then just don't say it at all
 
[Verse 3]
 I ain't talking fast you just listening too slow
 I'm... getting them Benjamins
 Can serve like the Wimbledon
 If I'm in any predicament, nervous never that
 Got a gat to knock whoever back back, very flat
 Chest... caved in, mess on the pavement
 Splat... cherry wax, rrraaahhh... bury that
 Rats... scary cat, rrraaattt carry that
 Hollygrove trigga man guns in a knapsack
 Area code five zero four, I ain't Nino fucking Brown
 And... this is Tha Carter ho, this is a quarter stick
 This in ya garter ho, leave out the back and go straight to the corner store
 Return with the cake, come wit all ma dough
 And if not they find you in a lake in the morning ho
 Weezy Baby please say the baby
 If not, don't ya motherfucking say it at all, bitch
 
[Hook - Nikki]
 If you gon' call him Weezy
 Then you must say the baby
 If you don't say the baby
 Then just don't say it at all
 

WETTER 

[Shanell]
 Im calling you daddy
 daddy
 can you be my daddy
 daddy
 i need a daddy
 daddy
 could you be my daddy
 daddy
 come and make it wayne down on me
 come and make it wayne down on me
 
[Lil Wayne]
 uhh
 wide receiver weezy
 throw da p-ssy at me
 ya p-ssy lips smilin
 i make da p-ssy happy
 take your panties off
 the p-ssy lookin at me
 im the p-ssy monster
 now get the p-ssy ready
 i like to kiss, she like to kiss
 i deep stroke, and make her bite her fist
 the lights is on, the night is grown
 we get it poppin cuz we know we cant when wifey home
 california kush strong as a tightness what im lighten on
 we get high as fuck and we just do it put ya nikes on
 tattoos on her waist she like the tattoos on my face
 and if theres sum she like to say i let her say it on my microphone
 
she love my style, but thats expected
 she comin back to you, the chance is anorexic
 i new she had it in her, so i got it out her
 she give me neck around the clock i call it round the collar
 she rub my back, she say im tight
 she cook f-ck and clean
 and still make her flight
 first class p-ssy
 crystal glass p-ssy
 i get it wetter then bass p-ssy
 (Shanell:you done be)
 
uhh
 i likes em thick and red
 Ralph Lauren spread
 lady in the streets
 porn star in bed
 she like to f-ck fight
 so we spar in bed
 she got that pink p-ssy
 i beat it orange red
 i fuck american pie
 and i get foreign head
 she sit down and ride
 like im a thorough bred
 she kiss mine
 and i kiss hers back
 if shes a bad b-tch
 she deserve that
 she send me pictures to my iphone
 then i gotta clear em cuz my girl be checkin my phone
 im in the Bentley with my mind blown
 and im in that p-ssy honey im home
 
[Shanell]
 u done been good
 but you can do better
 i done been wet
 but i can get it wetter
 come and make it wayne down on me
 (yeh no cielings mutha fucka ahhh)
 u done been good
 but you can do better
 i done been wet
 but i can get it wetter
 come and make it wayne down on me
 (yeahh i like that)
 im calling you daddy
 (her name shanell by the way)
 daddy
 can you be my daddy (young money)
 daddy
 i need a daddy (no ceilings)
 daddy
 would you be my daddy
 daddy
 come and make it wayne down on me (young mula babyy)
 come and make it wayne down me (no ceilings mutha f-cka ahh)

WHAT HE DOES 

Yea
 But she always say
 But she luv my style
 Yea
 
[verse 1:]
 N if i stay out late
 Im commin home rich
 Thinkin bout that pussy
 On the grind got me home sick
 Them dolla signs on my mind got me on this
 If i dont hustle then wat happens in the mornin?
 Do the sun even rise?
 Do the birds sing?
 When i can stand ova the stove n make the birds sing
 U think about that
 I'll be right back
 Ring
 There she go baby come right back
 Click
 Ring
 Then she call right back
 Click
 Ring
 I toss the phone in the back
 Quick
 Think
 Shyt u all i got
 But if u leave me where u met me
 Dat be on that clock
 Gettin it
 N when a nigga hittin it
 U luvin
 No cryin no fussin
 Just as simple im commin
 So when ya baby boy out there runnin
 Dont cry
 Dont fuss
 Its simple im commin
 
[chorus:]
 I kno what he does [x2]
 So in luv [x2]
 My baby
 Dats my baby
 Have his baby some day
 N yes its been hard
 So hard
 Oooooo
 N dats my baby
 I luv him
 I luv him yawl
 
[verse 2:]
 Yea
 I roll up on ha
 N dat earth toner
 She can smell the work on me
 When i work on her
 I see through that smerk on her
 It hurts sort of
 N i been n to deep since my first order
 I just tell her dont expect the worst
 She say she dont want to be stuck standing next to a nerf
 I say i dont want to be stuck standing next to a curve
 She said she dont wanna
 I say shut up you pressing my nerve
 She said who you tellin shut up
 Then she get up
 Start packing her shit up
 Start calling her sister
 Her sister dosent pick up
 The tensions start to pick up
 She cryin, she got hick ups
 Im tellin her to cheer up
 Im layin down she say sit up
 I sit up, she push me down i sit up
 She push me down i get up
 Then i act like im a hit her
 But im a better nigga
 She cant find a better nigga, naw
 
[chorus:]
 I kno what he does [x2]
 So in luv [x2]
 My baby
 Dats my baby
 Have his baby some day
 N yes its been hard
 So hard
 Oooooo
 N dats my baby
 I luv him
 I luv him yawl
 
[verse 3:]
 I think about you when im riding dirty
 I say i love you when i left i hope you heard
 In case i neva make it back i hope you heard me
 In if you ever have twinz name them bright and early
 Cause im out for the money i hope you down with it
 No this aiint game but im found in it
 And why be in it if im not gon win it
 So ill be playin till the last minute, u dont get it
 See that ground hurt when you hit it
 I would'nt lie baby
 But f*** with me and you forever fly baby
 So far from the buttom i swear
 You can smell the work in the air,im there
 You can never take that from me
 And what i been through you cant take back from me
 If i offend you then mama get back from me
 But if you love then i know you coming back for me,you love my style