GANGSTA SHIT 

(feat. Petey Pablo)
 
[Lil Wayne talking]
 Uh-oh, uh-oh
 You know how we do it
 Weezy and Petey, baby
 Ya'know
 This here is 500 Degreez
 Holla at 'em dogg
 
[Petey Pablo]
 Cuz I know I ain't dreaming
 I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy
 Switching it up
 Fuck it put them things on the truck
 What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up
 Hating me kinky licks talking so much
 Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
 You want to
 You ain't built to squabble with us
 I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus
 I drink your water up
 Cool off I'm leaving with something
 They leaving you something crop stolen
 An asshole heard it
 Hip on purpose
 Dre I did what you told me
 I been acting like I don't hear ya but that shit been working
 Keep me a burner
 Poison that I grab in the morning
 Cuz I know that that's what's gon hold me down on this earth
 A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
 I keep waiting
 I hear your name in the papers
 
[Hook][Lil Wayne & Petey Pablo]
 They call me young as Weezy
 I'm gon round up the whole uptown
 We gon burn this bitch down to the ground
 People understand that you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers
 Crazy-ass Petey
 I'ma tell a nigga just like this
 If you want it boy you sure can get it
 You ain't heard
 It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga
 
[Lil Wayne]
 They call me gangsta gangsta
 Weezy, Weezy
 Lil Birdman junior
 Holla at ya nigga
 I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
 I'ma big pimp I throw a model at you nigga
 Squad-ad squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz
 You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga
 And I'm so high
 No I'm too high
 But a little work on a few blocks
 And I put a few skirts on a few blocks
 If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
 Oh lordy there nobody like me shortie
 I hold Cash Money myself it's me money
 Old cats wants to test come see shortie
 I got it all hot it in the pocket I'll pop it
 I riding in a 'Rarri where the top is in my pocket
 That's young Weezy baby
 
[Hook]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 You see it's young Wayne
 Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
 He is crazy deranged
 Put them blades on his thing
 Just like 80 to summer
 So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something
 So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something
 Like, Weezy's the man
 If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
 Cuz he's 500 Degreez
 I need a fan, whew
 Cool me off wipe me down
 Daddy is back in town
 With the back of my Caddy slanted down
 And the mack goes +black+ if you ask around
 Put some hash in that grass that you pass around
 Then I stash a pound by my ave with rounds
 I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down
 You can ask around
 And they tell you like me
 There ain't nobody like me
 It's Weezy baby
 
[Hook]
 
[Lil Wayne talking]
 Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga
 Don't get it tangled and twisted
 I'm in the studio right now nigga
 With my boy
 My nigga Boo in this bitch
 My nigga hot boy album ya'know what I mean
 500 Degreez
 They all riding with ya boy
 Fi-Fi
 They gotta feel me
 Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner
 You know the name, bitch
 

GANGSTAS AND PIMPS 

(feat. Baby)
 
[Mannie Fresh]
 Ladies and gentlemen
 This one goes out to that little kid that got fried Spam for lunch
 I feel for you, I'm with you, I'm with you brother
 And this one right here is for that ghetto girl with the bad perm
 That just burn baby, burn baby, burn
 Pop open a malt liquor
 Smoke something until your scalp gets killed
 
[Hook x2]
 Gangstas and pimps
 Love lobsters and shrimps
 Kool-Aid and chicken
 Flashy things and women
 All I need
 Is Remy and weed
 Somebody not afraid
 To go some for my Escalade
 
[Lil Wayne]
 I'm just pimping
 Baby you got a rule for me
 Put your mink on and slide in a cool for me
 Hey you gotta get high and go low for me
 It's Cash Money young money never know money
 It's 500 Degreez it's not fool
 But it and the dro got me so scummy
 And to drum hole a whole hundred
 Can I put a whole hundred in your whole tummy
 Hehe, man Weezy's a legend
 You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what's in a bezel
 And he be on a level that's so terrific
 I'm in this bitch hold your pictures
 And hold your bitches cuz she gon want a part of me
 Cuz she never see the roof of my car with me
 And you never see a tooth without a diamond on it
 This is game at its finest homie
 Peep it
 
[Hook]
 
[Baby]
 See I was born from a gangsta
 Pa gave me a whip
 Ran numbers with pimps and I laid down cents
 One of a kind Birdman I shine
 22's on it?
 The bitch ain't mine
 I taught her the game ma
 I gave it all to her
 Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him
 [Lil Wayne]
 The Birdman junior I'm the son of a stunna
 
[Baby]
 Mannie Fresh
 Jazze Phezzy this our summer
 500 Degreez got rich off the four
 Cadillac slant back cut side elbow
 Cadillac smoke dro just me and the ho
 Flash from hard times from that coke and dope
 Put cars in moms name just to duck white folks
 We eat lobster and shrimp
 Nigga park that Lambo
 I'm a V.I.P. nigga
 Pop bottles of Mo
 I pray that one day I'll open a better door
 
[Hook]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Ain't no mountain high enough
 To me for cuz I keep on buying fi-fi stuff
 And the Eastside where we pump
 It's my part of New Orleans
 Bleed for ya I'm the heart of New Orleans
 Hear you're fucking with a gangsta foe
 Hope you never close your eyes I'll bang your ho
 All she need is some guidance I'll tame your ho
 It's big pimping over here man yeah man
 If she looking for a daddy see the lil man
 Weezy baby, don't fool yourself you need me baby
 Easy baby, I'm just trying to keep my bread cheesy baby
 Slick when I spit shit right
 26-inch got a deep-dish ma
 Sweet as mami lips when I'm creeping by
 Baby gave me wings just to keep me fly
 Weezy I, hell yeah
 And I'm rolling with them
 
[Hook x2]
 

GEORGIA... BUSH 


This song right here, is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
 Y'all might know him as George Bush
 But where I'm from, lost city of New Orleans... we call him this
 
[Ray Charles sample:] Georgia.........
 
Noooowww
 This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
 Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
 So called beef wit you know who
 Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
 Look at the bullshit we been through
 Had the niggas sitting on top they roofs
 Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
 Then they telling y'all lies on the news
 The white people smiling like everything cool
 But I know people that died in that pool
 I know people that died in them schools
 Now what is the survivor to do?
 Got to no trailer, you gotta move
 Now it's on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
 They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
 But they don't let you know what's really going on
 Make it look like a lotta stealing going on
 Boy them cops is killas in my home
 Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
 I ain't no thief, I'm just trying to eat
 Man fuck the police and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush
 So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they steady
 Why wasn't they able to control this?
 I know some fok' that live by the levee
 that keep on telling me they heard the explosions
 Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
 1965, I ain't too young to know this
 That was President Johnson but now
 but it's president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
 
[Chorus - 2X]
 We from a town where (Georgia)
 Everybody drowned, and
 Everybody died, but baby I'm still praying which ya
 Everybody crying but (Georgia)
 Ain't nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
 
Noooowwww
 I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
 New Orleans baby, now the white house hating, trying to wash away like we not on the map
 Wait, have you heard the latest, they saying you gotta have paper if you trying to come back
 Niggas thinking it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa)
 Noooww it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say don't worry 'bout it
 And the children have been scarred, no one's here to care 'bout 'em
 And fash out, to all the rappers that helped out
 Yea we like it they calling y'all, but fuck president (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
 We see them Confederate flags, you know what it is
 A white cracker muthafucka that probably voted for him
 And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas, but he do drop bombs
 R.I.P. Tay cuz he died in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
 See us in ya city man, give us a pound
 Cuz if a nigga still moving then he holding it down
 I had two Jags, but I lost both them bi-tch-es
 I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea!
 
[Chorus]
 
([DJ Drama:] oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
 
YEA!
 Money money money get a dollar and a dick
 Weezy Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
 Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
 Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
 Yep, I'm a muthafucking trip
 I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
 Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
 If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
 And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
 Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
 Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
 And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
 Young toon, yea that's what my people call me
 Fifty thousand for the cause, trying keep the reaper off me
 I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin
 Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
 Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
 And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
 Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
 Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da target
 Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be retarded
 We done lost everything and you looking like a bargain
 Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
 I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
 
And I don't ever write, pause
 Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
 Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
 Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
 All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
 They usually want a baller and the young nigga balling
 Mike Jordan, pardon my swag
 Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
 We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
 I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
 Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label contact me
 Half four hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
 I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of miss cita
 Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
 Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
 There's a 305 dime I wanted ever since I seen her
 Got a topic of this evening, hotter than a tub steaming
 Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of one day being Trina
 Notta sim seemer, ten ki's in the Beamer
 Got a white girl driving, couldn't do it much cleaner
 I'm fly in the sky like that muthafuckin ribbon
 Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still living
 Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
 Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
 And bring me that Patrone, I don't play
 No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
 And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
 I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
 I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
 Then they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
 Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rage Rov
 Cash Money, Young Money, ho that money age old
 And can't a cage hold this animal from Hollygrove
 Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
 Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos
 Gotta pay me now for me to even take these hos
 Price sizing for a show and the flow
 So either Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe
 Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
 If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a verse
 

GET BIZZY 

(DJ Drama)
see you niggas killin' me man
did you think i don't hear you talkin'?
like "why wayne and dram' workin'?
didn't wayne dis dram'?
didn't dram' dis wayne?" (Gangsta grillz you bastards!)
see ya'll niggas just wait til i turn around then talk about me
Fool-ass niggas
but i'll do this for ya'll
ya'll ain't learned that? HAHAHAHA


(lil wayne)
uhh Young young young young young young yooouuunnng young mula baby
young mula baby young young mulah baby you ready?
Weezy f bitch, im tired of yall hatin
I know ya head hurtin' you tylenol takin mafuckers im the man
just ask your ol' lady, like a true gentleman im after yo lady
Im a massacre waitin' to happen fuck all this rappin boy
I get to cappin and leave you with holes like a napkin man
He gon need napkin no a band aid no a damn grave
I am rampage jackson on a rampage step in my cage
Picture on my page printed in a best book
Come up out my left pocket with a left hook
Mamma said knock ya out, money made me block ya out
I got the game on lock and i lock ya out
My jewelery singin' like a oprah house, i bought that drop top phantom of the oprah yea, get silly not stupid man
Never save a hoe she better ask soulja boy to superman
You can bet when i sleep im poloed down head to feet, polo horses on my sheets, i get that from pimp c
Tall cup of dj screw, sittin on a pint of big moe
Sharper than a tack hoe, you can keep the tick toe
Yea, red scarf on my neck, red diamonds lookin like red barf on my neck
EHH
Tell my bass, nigga sue woo cause i be with more B's than ju ju
Big Boss im a big dog, and i dont mean fleas when i say im ticked off
HAHAHA
Nigga i dont eva scratch, and if she throw that pussy, big dog fetch type of soldier on some sketch that shit imma draw that pistol make your chest a tablet you are just a tad bit and imma whole lot young money motherfucka but the money so not

GET DOWN 

(feat. Baby)
 
[Baby and Lil Wayne talking]
 Weezy
 What up pop. What up pop.
 Fuck what they heard it's what they need to know nigga
 (They saying C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)
 Ya feel me. Hey nigga we done built this.
 Shit from the ground up now homie
 Believe that daddy. It ain't no looking back from here. We too strong
 
[chorus:]
 And that's the only way we get down (We get down)
 'Cause that's the only way we was taught (We was taught)
 And everything we got we bought (We bought)
 And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark, yeah)
 And that's the only way we get down (We get down)
 And that's the only way we was taught (We was taught)
 And everything we got we bought (We bought)
 And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark, fuck a law, oh!)
 'Cause that's the only way we get down
 
[verse]
 I down down a brother we ain't cut from the same cloth you Downy soft
 Bullets separate ya body compound a busta
 I'ma find ya if ya hiding I'm a bounty hunter
 In ya home putting dick all down ya woman
 You come home we in the bedroom counting money
 I bring her home and I fuck her on a thousand hundreds
 Then I shoot the nasty bitch in the mouth for nothing
 I say Birdman Birdman what's good today
 We ain't never let them niggaz take our food away
 And we recognize real and got a rude awakening
 And woke up together and our life was better
 I'm the Cash Money son I live a life of cheddar
 Not a rat though hat low Nike is leather
 Lil' maw twist to get my life together
 Ya bitch meet me at the bar and we night together Cut!
 
[chorus]
 
[verse]
 Throw my weight like Sherman Klump
 I gotta hold up my estate like Donald Trump
 And I aim kinda straight when it's time to pump
 I bring the pump when it's time to pump
 Wrapped around my waist like a cumber bun
 Don't make a nigga pump (clap clap) you up!
 I come in that new thing she threw up
 Now yo' bitch ass gotta clean yo' shoe up
 I'm rich as fuck and I never blew up
 Business mug gotta get my loot up
 Bet ya bitch get fucked if I ever met her
 Bet ya ditch get dug you ever step up
 One by one I push 'em down fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound
 Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground I'm straight from a crooked town
 Like that bitch!
 
[chorus]
 
[verse]
 I give my arms and my legs to the game I'm ahead of the game
 I dead any mane if he said any thing but it's cool as long as nigga paid when he came
 And I'm a fool wit the flame and the caine
 Cut it just a little bit but the drain stay the same yeah
 Young Wayne and the pain and the stain still remain
 On the chest where the four made a mess yes
 I'm still here in the flesh 21 year old legend I'ma live way after my death
 I sacrifice whatever that's left
 I give ya'll the last of my breath like... [exhales]
 Write it down take a picture record a copy
 Press pause only way you stop me fucker
 I'ma get mine and make you not me
 Spit wine at ya face if you watch me Bitch!
 
[chorus]
 
And that's the only way we getting down nigga Cash Money CMB man
 You already know we here never left fuck 'em
 See me if you got a problem boy
 I'm at home all day man. It's not a game
 Stunna, what's really good with 'em we ain't never let 'em take our food away
 Fresh you nasty on this on dawg. Ugh
 This one, this is the Carter Beotch!
 

GET HIGH, SCREW DA WORLD 


[Lil Wayne talking]
 Drought 3
Hear My Chains Haha
That Mean I'm Ballin Bitch
If Ya Didn't Know
If You Wasn't Informed
Or Somethin Like That
This Is Da Drought 3
And Um, Check This Out

Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols Blastin
And If The Witness Is Dead There's No Trial
If You Didn't Know Then Hoe Well Ya Know Now
And I Don't Mean Basketball When I Say I Don't Know Yao
Money Money Money Money Boost My Mor-Al
Play With My Money Money Money O.K. Co-Ral
I Like A Bitch With A Apple Bottom Like Vokal
The Top Is At My Fingertips Like I Ain't Got No Nails
I Got Blood Brothers Bitch I Ain't Got Pals
I Make A Girl Get Low Like I Ain't Got No L's
I'm A Paper Chasin Dog Check My Toenails
And I Never Miss A Game, No Shaq O'neal
More Like Brett Favre Just Like Brett Favre
I Been Shot 2 Times Just Wipe That Off
But I Thank You For Putting Me Right Back Lord
And To You Father I Would Give My Life Back For It
That Knife That Sword That Gun That War
Make Ya So Called Soldiers Just Run Like Gore
Yeah Frank that is From San Francis And I Got More Banana Clips Then Chimpanzees
1o Addresses And I Dresses, Like I Thinks I'm The Mothafuckin Best There Is
And I'm About To Bubble And She Catch That Fizz And I'm Straight From Clayborne Nigga Just Ask Liz
Check Ya Neck There Aint A Crook Like This
From The City Where The Judge Throw The Book At Kids
Burna In School In My Bookbag Hid, Talk Stupid At Lunch And We Havin Ya Ribs
If You Are Not Home Then We Havin Ya Kids
And If You Can't Come Up With Half We'll Send You Half Of Ya Kid
Back To The Board, An Extravagant Crib, I'm On The Toilet Watchin Martin Just Laughin & shyt
 Don't Know Why I Get High, But I Get High, I Get High Like Every Single Day
We Do Shit That Them Other Women Can't, Maryjane What Is It You've Done To Me
I Pop A Beat And Start Rollin And Then I Smoke It Like A Mothafuckin Stogie
Pete pye Wrote It, I Was Rappin To The (Ding-Ding-Ding ??) Fuck It
Get High Screw The World And Thats That
I Need All My Funds Yeah, All My Money Baby
Black Diamonds And Pearls, Believe That
I May Bling Bling And My Chest Look Like A Mural
I'm Nuts, Just Call Me Squirrel
My Fetish Is The Girls, But The Women Not The Girls
Act Your Age Not Your Shoe Size Maybe We Can Do The Twril
I'll Be The Prince Of A Pearl tongue Earring In Her Pearl tongue
If She Come Let Her Girl Come, Give Her A Pill Give Her Girl One
Party time Excellent Yeah Wayne's World, Campbell's Soup On The Wrist Just Call Me Earl
Lil Ma Don't Shoot 'em Ya Heard, I Get High My Words Slur, I Start Callin 'em Mirl
 Hey Mirl Light That Fur And I Know This Old But I'm Really Hot In Herre
I Went With The Phantom, My Niggas Copin Spurs
My Hands In The Pot, I'd Rather Eat And Stir
Its I Againt The World And I'm Strapped Yeah
I Bring All My Guns, Shoot Mothers, Fathers, Babies Damn
Black Hand Guns To Serve We Could See
But We Are So Blind To The Signs They Tryin To Lose The World
And We Will Walk Right Up With Our Guns Yup, Hand And Hand Yeah
We'll March Right After The Drum, But I Don't Need No Band Nicca Drought 3
 

GET IT SHAWTY 


[Lil Wayne: talking]
 Lloyd I got you
 Yeah
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 Ok, Im Weezy baby
 And I am from the south where we call all our women baby
 Hey baby, hey baby, all day i say hey, hey, hey
 I ballin like Fade-A-Way, 3 letter credit A OK
 Black car, black car, girl I got a black car
 Can I buy some of your time and charge it to my black card
 You can be my bittersweet, shake that sugar and salt
 Chain full of asphalt, bullshit walks, cash talks
 Car black, car big, car fast, Car-ter
 Can I stick my pencil in your sharpner
 Beat it up like its a drum, call me Travis Barker
 Tat tat tat, boom boom, tat tat, boom boom, tat tat Brrrrrrrr Pshhh
 
[Lloyd:]
 All I really want is for you to back it up gon and put your weight on it
 Cuz its all right, do what you wanna, make me believe it
 Ooo I wanna see ya get it shawty, get it shawty, get it shawty
 Soo g-g-get it shawty, get it shawty, get it shawty
 

GET OVER 

(feat. Nikki)
 
Yea, real rap, real rap fo ya
 Lighters up, lets get 'em
 
[Chorus - Nikki (Lil Wayne)]
 Thooouugh, though I'm missin you (straight to the head man)
 I'll find a way to get through
 I know livin without ya is impossible (yea)
 Gooonnee...I know you gon live on (cry momma, ya momma)
 Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
 
[Verse 1]
 Stay strong, be tough, that's what the preacher tell ya
 He never really felt ya, so he can't even help ya
 Need a shoulder to lean on, somebody to cry to
 It's like everything's gone, but I'm a survivor
 Standin on stage in front of thousands
 Don't amount to me not havin my father
 That's real talk, I know a lot of y'all got 'em
 But you need 'em way more when you gotta go without 'em
 And I'm without 'em, but that's life y'all
 Sometimes you gotta learn to swim with no lifeguard
 I'm alright God, shit I'm still breathin
 But lose hurt like bullets, I'm about to start bleedin
 Throw me down some comfort, cause my heart need it
 Tryin to cope wit my chances and meet 'em
 There's a dark road ahead, but I'm tryin to take it easy
 Rest in peace Lil Beezy, my nigga
 
[Chorus (Lil Wayne simultaneously in the background) x2]
 Thooouugh, though I'm missin you
 I'll find a way to get through
 I know livin without ya is impossible
 Gooonnee...I know you gon live on
 Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
 (I miss my dawg I can't believe that it's over
 but I'm a soldier, so I gotta over, can't stay sober, I'm just tryin to get over)
 
[Verse 2]
 Smoke cush all day and pop painkillers
 Fuck who don't understand it, this what the game did us
 This what the streets showed us
 This how the block made us, the same block where they layed 'em
 I pray every time I cross the spot on the pavement, save me
 Lord will I be next for the taking? Take me
 I know I'm livin like I know when I'm comin
 But I'm just livin cause I know that it's comin
 And the end is comin, but I ain't runnin
 I and hidin and duckin, I'm in the middle of a war, I'm alive and love it
 I'm just speakin from the heart of the diein public
 We still beatin, we gon rise above it
 Though it seem like they cheatin and we loosin
 We survive if nothin, they could never take the stride from strugglin
 I gotta ride
 And sometimes that ride get bloody
 But I just think about my buddy and go after that money, but uhh..
 
[Bridge - Nikki (Lil Wayne simultaneously in the background)]
 Ohhh, we gotta get over, we gotta get over, gotta get over
 it's almost over, and we gon be alright
 (I gotta get over, I gotta get over, cause bitch I'm a soldier)
 
[Verse 3]
 Straight Patrone out the bottle to the head now
 We gettin read now, bitch my nigga dead now
 And all the things I never said, I gotta say it now
 I shoulda said it then, now I gotta talk to clouds
 Now I gotta walk around, brim down
 Just tryin to find my way to the next day, escape
 Ya birthday could be ya death date
 So I'm livin like it was just yesterday, let's pray
 Ten fingers together, can't bring 'em together
 It's murda murda, I don't think it get better
 So be a competitor or get out the weather
 Me? I got a umbrella and a berretta
 I'm just tryin to make sure my daughter future progressin
 And behind that, I'm shootin excessive, trust me
 The beautiful dead, we livin wit the ugly
 I just tell my pops wait for me, I'm comin
 
[Chorus (Lil Wayne simultaneously in the background) x2]
 Thooouugh, though I'm missin you
 I'll find a way to get through
 I know livin without ya is impossible
 Gooonnee...I know you gon live on
 Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
 (I miss my dawg I can't believe that it's over
 but I'm a soldier, so I gotta over, can't stay sober, I'm just tryin to get over)
 
(I miss my dawg I can't believe that it's over
 but I'm a soldier, so I gotta over
 can't stay sober, I'm just tryin to get over) [in background over and over while talking]
 
They ask me why I wear shades at nighttime...cause I don't wanna see nothin! Yea..
 Like I said, life ain't nuttin but a long extended road, keep drivin
 I done passed up plenty people up on the side of road, no help, keep goin
 Yea...Lost a lot of passengers on the ride, kept goin...yep...
 who knows when I'll run outta gas. Yea..
 

GET THAT DOUGH 

(feat. Baby, Cristale, Tateeze)
 
Biotch, Biotch
 
[Chorus - Baby (Cristale)]
 (Get that dough)
 Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a hoe, C'mon
 (Get that dough)
 Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
 (Get that dough)
 Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a hoe, Wooo
 (Get that dough)
 Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
 
[Lil Wayne]
 I pull up slow, chrome flashin
 lil daddy in a long Cabbi
 Big hat pimp strong daddy
 Got my hoes on my arm daddy
 Ain't that amazing, specially when I'm blazin that dro
 earthly green, purple weed, purple V,
 with purple seats, murck the streets
 And I see ya in that Gucci skirt ya sweet
 But later on I wanna hurt ya so holla back hoe
 I know ya will, get ya ass over here
 And take off my polar bear
 I'm the coldest player of most my age
 Quote my age, 19 but my money's much old
 And shorty got crazy paper
 Cash Money's my army, my navy paper
 Understand, Weezy is made of paper
 I got "Baby" paper
 
[Chorus]
 
[Cristale]
 Floss our bitch, or get tossed out
 Stunna time criss-crossed out
 Birdman the bad bitches bossed out
 So fly nigga we dont walk out
 Time to get Nina Rossed out
 I'ma let the heat speak, see I'm talked out
 What's the muthafuckin talk bout
 Get you niggaz chalked out
 Chi-town and Birdman show you what that fuckin hawk bout
 
[Baby]
 You can shine like stunna (Papi it's all gravy)
 I bought the Rover for me and bought the Benz for my ladies
 See I, wipe ya down, I shine ya up
 And put the rims on the whip then diamonded up
 It's the m-uh-m-uh-man, that I hustle for grams
 Me, Ta', and Cris' with a blunt in my hand
 See I come through shinin, known big tymin
 Red Caddi truck, nigga I'm grindin
 
[Chorus]
 
[Tateeze]
 I come Harley D, black bike all chrome
 Your queen is home, daddy tell 'em where they went from
 
[Baby]
 See I'ma slide on through, then I stash the loot
 Who washed the coupe, ma look I know what to do
 
[Tateeze]
 Got the suit you to wear some pumps on
 matchin the car, matchin my bra, shit nigga pimpin is hard
 
[Baby]
 I jock that, so wipe a nigga down
 Let's dribble on a hoe, bitch time to go
 
[Tateeze]
 The Caddi do me pop, the coupe is hot
 the groupies flock, and case me out my Gucci socks
 Yeah, we get that dough, Tatee' watch me drop these
 You got me, can I get the car keys
 
[Baby]
 See I wipe a bitch down, then dribble on a hoe
 And I touch her from her head, from her waist, to her toes
 Pop up in the Lexus with the mink on the floor
 Rocked out Nexus 2K bird hoe, Wooo!
 
[Chorus]
 

GET TOO COMFORTABLE 

(feat. Babyface)
 
[Chorus: Babyface]
 I'm not saying this to shake you up
 I'm just saying this to wake you up
 It's all good when we making love
 All I ask is don't take our love for granted
 Cause granted, my love for you is real
 If you don't love me, somebody else will
 Baby girl, don't you ever get too comfortable,
 Comfortable
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Yeah to the left to the left
 If you want to leave be my guest, you can step
 Feeling irreplaceable listening to Beyonce
 But okay, I'll put you out on your BDay
 Now if you rocking with Weezy
 Bedroom in the bank, baby we safe
 I got game like EA
 But I want to let you play
 And don't I treat you like a souffl?
 Don't I look at you like I see a new day
 And don't I do what I do
Say, I'm through talking so I'm a let you, Face
 
[Chorus: Babyface]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Yeah let me catch my breath
 Talk about leavin' and you ain't gone yet
 And if you leave, leave correct
 And I'm a send a jet to pick up the next
 And if you leave, you're leaving the best
 So you would have to settle for less
 And I am no Elliot Ness,
I don't handcuff, I don't arrest
 I do confess to the murder, see
 Cause under them sheets I am a mess
 Yes, baby you're blessed
 Now just don't jump your nest (come on)
 
[Chorus: Babyface]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Yeah, it's no sweat, no sweat
 I will never 1, 2, 3 4-get
 About you, your love, your sex
 You know I work you out like Bowflex
 Our jokes, no stress
 Love, live life, proceed, progress
 Make sure the neighbors get no rest
 We can get together, never disconnect
 Your back, your neck
 Funny how that song haven't got old yet - to us
 So let's project
 You stay in, never incorrect
 FACE!
 
[Chorus: Babyface]