MRS. OFFICER 

(feat. Bobby Valentino)
 
Hey...
 Hey... Yeah
 Hey... Yeahh
 Hey, Hey, Hey
 (Valentino) Woo, Woo, Wooo... (Yeah, Yeahh)... Yea, Yea, Yeaa
 (Yeah, Yeahh) Woo, Woo, Wooo... (Yeah)... Yea, Yea, Yeaa
 (Yeahh) Woo, Woo, Wooo... Yea, Yea, Yeaa
 (Yeah) Woo, Woo, (Yeahh) Wooo... Bobby Valentino
 
[Chorus: Bobby Valentino]
 When I get up all in ya (Yeah)
 We can hear the angels calling us (Chea)
 We can see the sunrise before us (Yeah)
 And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
 (She know what I mean) I make it say...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Wee),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Wee),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 (Like a cop car)
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Hey),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Hahaha)...
 I'll make ya say...
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 (Yeahh)... Doin a buck in the latest drop
 I got stopped by a lady cop
 Ha Ha... she got me thinking I can date a cop
 Ha Ha... cause her uniform pants are so tight
 She read me my rights
 She put me in the car, she cut off all the lights
 She said I had the right to remain silent
 Now I got her hollering sounding like a siren
 Talkin' bout...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yea),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yea),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yea),
 And I know she the law, and she know I'm the boss
 And she know I get high!! a-bove the law
 And she know I'm raw, she know it from the street
 And all she want me to do is fuck the police
 Talkin' bout...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yea),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee... (Yea),
 
[Chorus: Bobby Valentino]
 When I get up all in ya
 We can hear the angels calling us (Yeahh)
 We can see the sunrise before us (Umm)
 And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
 I make it say...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yeah),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 (Like a cop car)
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yeah),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Heey)...
 I'll make ya say...
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 Ha Ha... And after we got done
 I said lady what's ya number she said 911
 Haaa... emergency only
 Head doctor perform surgery on me
 Yeahh... and now I'm healed
 I make her wear nothing but handcuffs & heels
 And I beat it like a cop
 Rodney King baby yeah I beat it like a cop
 Ha Haaa... beat it like a cop
 Rodney King baby said beat it like a cop
 But I ain't tryna be violent
 But I'll do the time but her love is timeless
 ... Mrs. Officer...
 I know you wish ya name was Mrs. Carter huh?
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee (Yeah),
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee, Like a cop car...
 
[Chorus: Bobby Valentino]
 When I get up all in ya
 We can hear the angels calling us
 We can see the sunrise before us
 And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
 I make it say...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 
Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee...
 I'll make ya say...
 
[Kid Kid:]
 Mrs. Officer, Mrs. Officer
 Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
 I'm kid kid... my face on every wanted poster
 I'm wanted by every lady cop all over
 That ass so big I catch a battery to hold ya
 My hands so big you thought I told ya to pull it over
 She pulled me over... pulled me out the rover
 Then she pulled me closer... threw me in the back of the car
 Put me in handcuffs start ripping my pants off
 (all you hear over the dispatcher is...)
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 
[Chorus: Bobby Valentino]
 When I get up all in ya
 We can hear the angels calling us
 We can see the sunrise before us
 And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
 I make it say...
 
[Bobby Valentino:]
 Maybe you can lock me up and throw away the key,
 Call your sergeant and tell him you can't finish your shift...
 Cause it's on... tonight...
 Breakfast in bed turns to breakfast & head,
 And I can't wait to get it on...
 Wanna do it all night long... Mrs. Officer
 
[Chorus: Bobby Valentino]
 When I get up all in ya
 We can hear the angels calling us
 We can see the sunrise before us
 And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
 I make it say...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 ...
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee,
 Wee Ooh Wee Ooh Wee...
 I'll make you say...

MY BIRTHDAY 

[Intro - Lil Wayne]
 Yeah, it's on
 Basically...
I got the Streets and the boot with me
 Dedication trois
 
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
 Now let me talk my shit!
Fresh up out the water like a caught fly fish
 Weezy F bitch
 I can say what I please
 Swagger so cold it stay when I leave
 I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas
 I kill dogs like I'm making chinese food
 Rude only when I gotta be
 Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me
 "Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!"
 Shawty won't be on my team, she could cheerlead...
Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T
 I make a snow angel
 Y'all niggas squares, but aint got no angle
 My shit's so tight you can get strangled
 It's Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes
 Polo jammers, Louis slippers, call that "private plane clothes"
 I'm taking off, going to another land
 Call home, missus never going to another man
 Shawty knows Weezy, muthafucka, I'm a lover man
 Yeah talk that shit Tune! I gotta wipe my diamond Grill with a tissue
 I talk too much shit
 I eat p-ssy and you suck dick
 
[Kidd Kidd]
 They call me "Lil Nut" but my nuts aren't the same
 No homo, that's how I came in the game
 I married Mary Jane, I seen the Spidermane
 The shit that made Pinky blow
 Out the Brain brain
 Told Lois Lane I can't be a Super Mane
 My whole? is back mane and I keep that iron-mane
 Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out the game
 I'm back at the halftime like it's just an ankle sprain
 Ain't no one could do it better
 More hits than Eddie Guerrerra
 The flow like Eddie Monster praying at the competitors
 It's mass hysteria, historic in your area 51 alien
 What planet is he from
 Huh? Ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun
 Picture Buzz with the shotgun?
 All my thugs get dirty like we running in the mud
 We 7:30 livewires
 Unplug off the chain, utterly untame
 Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain
 Hard to come out, like a nut-stain
 I came from nothing, night, fucking calling hoes
 And flying planes, who the fuck could complain?
 Huh?
 
[Gudda Gudda]
 So you mad cause I'm styling on you?
 Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you
 Get violent on you, you a sissy like Sisqo
 Gudda, I'm the East gang schizo
 It's no coincidence, man, I bet your bitch know
 How I knock her down with the Kosher dill pickle
 High yellow nigga but my hot dog, like nutskins
 Bitches aiming for the pockets? You get nuff skin
 Let me get back in it, bitch
 I just go head first, you be on that timid shit
 Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit
 Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown
 (Give me shit)
 My niggas Streets say "Kill them all!"
 Bitch, you know we got guns like the Pentagon
 I'm just eating nigga, I'm getting my dinner on
 And your bitch licking, getting her lizard on
 
[Mack Maine]
 Talk reckless, I don't give a muthafuck
 I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck
 I come for you and your kids like nigga what
 Niggas with elephantitis ain't got bigger nuts
 Young Money nigga, big dicks, big trucks
 I'mma smash a nigga if he try to diss us
 Go to court, the case get dissmussed
 Cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us
 It's Mack Maine, ain't shit to discuss
 I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups
 I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas for Christmas
 Then turn to their female dog like "bitch, what?"
 My niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis
 My dick big, that's why I walk like I got tendonitis
 I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis
 The doc said I got a case of real nigganitis
 He ain't got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it
 See, I'm a warrior, they compare me to Leonidus
 I got a set fee, I ain't about discussing prices
 Cause I ain't tryna go broke like Hammer or Mike Tyson
 Wish you could see my face now
 Feel like I'm?
 See me in streets, be Street Fighting like Blanka or Bison
 Slicing, dicing like we butcher knifeing
 Wifing bitches, never, that shit is trifling
 Young Money the fucking nicest
 Put words together like a fucking hypen
 Nigga don't make us start fucking rifling
 Nigga really it go to fucking striking
 We got a lot of rappers striking
 Standing by the harvest for fruit
 Waiting for the fruit to ripen
 We run up on niggas and jack them for their stipend
 You catch me in Minnesota like I'm a Viking
 I'm with every video vixen that you liking
 I'm the reason your bitch dyking
 Nigga don't want no beef, look at Kidd Kidd
 He like this
 How I get like this?
 I pop a nigga, break something like Midas
 I'm trying to be modest, nigga, I'm honest
 Young Money, Young f-cking Money
 And this is what I did for my birthday BITCH

MY DADDY 


Yezzir

It's me, the rapper eater
Ha
Feed me, feed me, feed me
Ahaha no homo
Yeah

One time for me, one time for the DJ
He be Khaled, I be Lil' Weezy
Baby if you ask me, if your nasty
Creative, give your bastards spit sporadic
I'm so diplomatic democratic
Touch it, bring it, push it systematic

Damn right, I kissed my Daddy
I think they pissed at how rich my Daddy is
And I'm his kid, I stunt with my Daddy
Call Ms Lee, she with my Daddy
So diss me, and don't diss my Daddy
'Cause who was there when no one wasn't
Just my Daddy
Who was there when I needed money
Just my Daddy
So who be there when I see the money
Just my Daddy
Who said that I'd be the one
Just my Daddy
Hello Hip-Hop, I'm home
It's your Daddy

When I say these
I don't mean the caddy
I mean these nuts, Akon and Khaled
Rick Ross, Tip, Stunting and Fat Joe
And I can-can-can't forget Brisco
And yeah, I had to squash the bullshit with so
Its a bakery here, just trying to get dough
Shout through my dreads my haitians and chicos
You looking for me, Ho
I'm in the 3-0
5 I'm the best rapper alive
Homeboy gotta mind that a map couldn't find
Homeboy gotta nine gotta that a cop couldn't find
But I'd be getting to it even if I was blind
Like a scary movie they screaming when I rhyme
I'm a King, you can ask Stephen if I'm lying
I'm a Prince, too demanding like my Mom
Too bold, too cold like wet salami and

ME, ME
It's all about ME
If a girl got a voice then she talk bout ME (me)
He say, she say, I say ME
We'll be in the M.I.A. ME
And me, and T, and big Ronnie
And the homie Street probably somewhere on the beach
And Tez and E probably somewhere in the jeep
And Marl in the Phantom with Mr. G

And ME, ME, it's all about ME
Play with me and it's all our beef
Beef! Yes! Chest! Feet!,
Tag! Bag! Blood! Sheets!
Yikes! Yeeks! Great! Scott!
Storch! Can I borrow your yacht?
Watch me and my click go all out
Like the ball in the stands, we balls out

Boy, I don't know what y'all bout
But, I just spit like a dog mouth
Big ice been looking like a hog mouth
VROOOOOOMM, I had to bring the hog out(yeah)
Light them trees, bring a log out
Every day, Christmas, I'm eggnogged out
And Hip-Hop is my new bought house
My flow just grew legs and walked out (bye)

MY DARLING BABY 

Can I dig it,
when you baby me,
oooh oooh, oooh,
my darl..
oooh
my darling baby,
your in?

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, more beautiful than the World,
Word, matter of fact beautiful ain?t the word,
unexplainable is the beauty of her,
and i will be the race car hitting her curves,
errrrr,
i drive her crazy, stupid retarded,
yeah and then i park it,
she got a smile on her that put a smile on me,
she cater to me she get all destiny child on me,
she ride for me even though i got miles on me,
she gon ride till the day they put flowers on me,
thats my darling,
and i love it, yeh,
thats my, yeh,
so sweet she bad for me,
but she so good I?ll take the cavity,
falling for her like how safe is gravity,
i?ll make your girl about face and marry me,
hahahaha, yeh
I do, do you,

[Drake]
but ahhh, the things I?m willing to do for her,
I wish I could have a threesome with two of her,
I would sing a love song if I knew the words,
but I?ll be damned if another n-gga do it first,
cos you the one, damn i think i see the sun,
I guess that mean you gotta run,
well holla at me when you done,

[Chorus]
Can i dig it,
when you baby,
woop woop woop,
my darling baby,

[Drake]
uhh,
she nothing like every other dime,
I think about her and couple things come to mind,
thoughts like if she end up my baby mother fine,
cos we only use a rubber like every other time,
oooh, i bet she so embarrassed,
I had to take her ass to Paris,
give her the moments that she cherish,
you know

[Lil Wayne]
yep
she got it coming to her like an heiress,
and anything she want I Will like Farris,
oops i meant ferris and in the coupe i tint very light,
so them hating b-tches can see me and you at every light,
oooh, and i hope its one of them long lights,
I mean I hope its one of them long nights,
no wrong turns, aint no such things as a wrong right,

[Drake]
uh yeah,
you make me feel so good,
and every time we cut I swear it heals so good
its been over a year that sh-t is still so good,
no adjusting for you, you know just what to do and all,
yea, oh and i love it,
see Im trying to make it public,
I think the glass slipper does fit,

[Lil Wayne]
and yesterday I told her she a muthaf-cker,
and how her new haircut is so becoming of her,
oh thats your girl, well Imma make a women of her,
never do to another what we do one another,
now thats a numbers for ya, and i?ll give up my summers for ya,
yeah I?ll spend my winters and my springs on it,
and put a ring on it, eyy,

[Chorus]

[Drake]
uhh, just say yes not no,
the club is overrated baby lets not go,
lets stay home and burn a couple calories,
f-ck the house up and make the maid earn a salary,
yeah I cook you dinner if you cook me breakfast,
they say that nobodies perfect but you look perfected,
i really love to be the one you took a step with,
so trust me when I tell you it?d be worth the effort

[Lil Wayne]
shes unbelievable like a purple leopard (?)
just give me the formula watch me work the method,
hehe, Weezy F, i prefer the best sh-t,
and babe you the f-cking best,
you deserve a trophy,
you could be my four leaf clover
my clothes aren?t tight n-gga their cosy,
and when she turn around they say Whoa like Joey,
thats my baby,
and I love it,
yeah, young money,

MY HOMIES STILL 

[Lil Wayne]
 Man move scout with the sickest, sickest
 Semi automatic no click click, we don't feel you
 Like an elephant, getting with a tick tick
 Little little with a thick bit, and before I fork this
 I gotta put that patch over my third eye, slick rick
 Trukfit, t-shirt, talk second, skeet first
 Buy your girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first
 She give me brain, research, and I prefer reefer
 But if you want some, that's cool, cause my homies still
 
Yeah my homies still
 Ha ha my homies still
 Yeah my homies still
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 
[Big Sean]
 OK, my girl's in carboat skirt off
 I like the n-pples so wet that I can surf off
 In the hot spot cause we never chilling
 I do it for my n-gga, tough it do it till his pissing wet
 Overground, overshine, ain't another n-gga overshined
 I'm getting paid, it's open time, i'm rolling pine
 I'm so divine, i'm west side, west side, dark glasses on
 Like i'm going blind, looking like Eazy E, it's just me
 And lil weezy wee, get off mine
 
Yeah my homies still
 Ha ha my homies still
 Yeah my homies still
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 
[Lil Wayne]
 On east side, them haters noning going west mine, west mine
 This pumping so unface, mother... going deaf
 Weezy and maurice at them haters noning gone rest, pumpin so on place
 Tuchi, tuchi, tuchi I don't let them
 Got so much, you gon need another nose man
 I just played my hand, but I am not dealer
 You see I got them teardrops, I cry, I cry a river
 I got that trumphet t-shirt, listening to revert
 I escape until my feet hurt, hot boy, free turt
 Put on desert, put your hands beneath earth
 And I don't sell drugs, but if you need work, my homies still
 
Yeah my homies still
 Ha ha my homies still
 Yeah my homies still
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 
[Big Sean]
 Wow, ok, boy this is what I do do
 Got your sister dancing at the camp in a tutu
 Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that vodoo
 She say can't nobody do it better, I tell her true true, yeah true true
 My my bro bro bercedez, b-tches ain't same
 I got the girl you came with, and the girl she came with
 She leaking and dripping, woah there
 I might just come slipping and have your misses wanna go missing
 And she addicted to my what d-ck, boy I get it
 
Yeah my homies still
 Ha ha my homies still
 Yeah my homies still
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 Don't make my goons go stupid, go stupid, go stupid
 
[Lil Wayne]
 On east side, them haters noning going west mine, west mine
 This pumping so unface, mother... going deaf
 Weezy and maurice at them haters noning gone rest, pumpin so on place
 
Young Mula

MY LIFE 

[The Game]
 Punk ass mothafucka, get your ass up
 What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
 Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs barking and shit
 
[Punk Ass Motherfucker]
 Don?t shoot!
 Don?t shoot!
 
*gun shot*
 
[The Game]
 Fuck You Nigga!
 
And I?m grindin? til I?m tired
 They say "You ain?t grindin? til you tired"
 So I?m grindin? with my eyes wide
 Looking to find
 A way
 Through the day
 A life
 For the night
 Dear Lord, you?ve done took so many of my people but I?m just wonderin? why
 You haven?t taken (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
 Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
 Take me away
 Like I overdosed on cocaine
 Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine
 Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
 I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
 From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
 That was Brooklyn's Jesus
 Shot for no fuckin' reason
 And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
 'Cause that's Jesus people
 And The Game, he's the equal
 Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
 Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
 Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
 I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
 They askin' ?Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
 And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
 Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
 
And I?m grindin? til I?m tired
 They say "You ain?t grindin? til you tired"
 So I?m grindin? with my eyes wide
 Looking to find
 A way
 Through the day
 A life
 For the night
 Dear Lord, you?ve done took so many of my people but I?m just wonderin? why
 You haven?t taken (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
We are not the same, I am a Martian
 So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution)
 You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them
 And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them
 So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile
 And since there ain't no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile
 Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
 Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3)
 Damn, I know his momma's proud
 And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
 And like MJB, "No More Drama" now
 Livin? the +good life+, me and Common on common ground
 I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
 Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
 My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
 Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)
 
And I?m grindin? 'til I?m tired
 They say "You ain?t grindin? 'til you tired"
 So I?m grindin? with my eyes wide
 Looking to find
 A way
 Through the day
 A life
 For the night
 Dear Lord you?ve done took so many of my people but I?m just wonderin? why
 You haven?t taken (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
 The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
 Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
 Shootin? at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
 My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
 I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton...

Compton...)
 Made my grandmother pray for good
 And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3)
 Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
 They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
 But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
 Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3)
 With the top back
 In my Sox hat
 I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
 Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
 I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back
 
And I?m grindin? til I?m tired
 They say "You ain?t grindin? til you tired"
 So I?m grindin? with my eyes wide
 Looking to find
 A way
 Through the day
 A life
 For the night
 Dear Lord you?ve done took so many of my people but I?m just wonderin? why
 You haven?t taken (my life x3)
 Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)

MY NAME IS 

uh um
my name is weezy
i'm almost perfect
and i work harder than hard workin
bizzare circus
that where my bars service
therefore i act a clown
even when i'm layin on my back i'm never backen down
so understand me
i got a condo in miami
and my doormat is always sandy
and i run louisiana
but i've never pulled a hammy
and i got a condo in atlanta
and i always wear a bandana
and when it comes down to stuntin on you boys
i'm just buntin
and i'm swingin for the fence
your girl hangin from my d**k
your girl singin to my s**t like
ha la la lalipop
she say i get that p***y when i didn't open a sunday shop
she say i beat that p***y better come on go low just hold this
text me when you want some mo d**k mo d**k
old b***h young b***h
but i be like damn all i got is one d**k


Chorus x2
i've got to be unstoppable
i've got to be unstoppable

MY REALITY 

[Lil Wayne - Chorus]
 My reality is bigger than your dreams are
 Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car
 She wants me, she wants me
 Plus I got it all,
 Bitch tell me what you don't see
 My reality is bigger than your dreams are
 Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car
 She wants me, plus I got it all Bitch tell me what you don't see
 Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
 My reality is bigger than your dreams are
 Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car
 She wants me, she wants me
 Plus I got it all,
 Bitch tell me what you don't see.
 
I got 25 lighters on my dresser
 Got the girl and the girl to undress her
 My guitar strap is leather
 My life is better than ever
 
I got women all up in my condo
 And my drug dealer comes pronto
 Got a registered pistol in the console
 So, so, don't try me now
 Don't try me now
 
[Gudda Gudda]
 Yeah just ridin' feelin' lovely
 You can hate but your girlfriend love me
 Yeah I'm too G like a Gucci belt
 Hot Gudda baby I can make your coochie melt
 I keep your lady wet like she took a dip
 And if you looking for her, you can follow the drip
 I'm slick like Rick, the ladies pullin my wrist
 I just walk in the spot and out with my pick
 I'm gone like a trip with a nice thick redbone
 On the phone gettin' head call it headphone
 Pimpin all over like Ludacris
 These hoes love me, I'm wanted like a fugative
 
[Chorus]
 My reality is bigger than your dreams are
 Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car
 She wants me, she wants me
 Plus I got it all,
 Bitch tell me what you don't see, yeah
 My reality is bigger than your dreams are
 Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car
 She wants me, plus I got another bitch as long as you don't see
 But you do not see, you must be blind, blind
 My reality is bigger than your dreams are
 Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car
 She wants me
 
[Mack Maine]
 What you need contacts
 Tell me what you don't see
 What you can't tell, I'm everything that he won't be
 Talkin' bout your boyfriend, bitch you need a man friend
 Even when you aint sittin down you can't stand him
 Dirty dick bandit, luxury car whipper
 Crib on Dolphin Island, backyard full of flippers
 This is my reality, your man just be dreaming
 Wake up in the morning, bedsheets full of semen
 I mean he's wet dreaming, while me I really do it
 Coulda, shoulda, woulda, babygirl you shoulda knew it
 And fuck the paparazzi, I will never Kiss and tell
 I'll be the genie out the lamp or your wishing well
 I'll be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy
 Take you from A-Z, I'll connect the dots hunny
 (?) has got money, baby cause I got money
 I like the B 50 50 what you got for me
 It could be some bread, nah it aint gotta be cash
 I'll take a little head or I'll take a lotta ass
 I'll take a friend or two, we can have a 3D weedy
 I could toss you a Gudda Gudda or a Lil Weezy Weezy
 Or my nigga peedy weedy or my nigga Teedy teedy
 Fuck you on the hood of red strip and green Lamborghini
 Go head and take this x-pill
 That there fuck you up, probably have you walking round like
 "damn, what the fuck"
 Lady in streets but in the sheets you such a slut
 Smash you on the top bunk, tiger uppercut
 And everyday we do brunch and everyday we do lunch
 You do me, I do you
 Baby we could us and I ain't gotta say no more
 I don't talk too much
 Thus far, I feel like I've been trying to sell a car
 Is you buying,
 
Cause I ain't go no time for a test drive
 Do you wanna go with me to the final frontier

N.O. NIGGA 

[Lil Wayne talking]
 Drought 3, yeahhhh aint shit to say
 hahahaha bitch oh streis, snack lemme get em
 
You kno we strap all day and ride all night this is the life of a the life of a N.O. Nigga, N.O. Nigga, N.O. Nigga
you kno nigga since the hurricane came came shit aint been right if u visit my city you could lose your life in the
N.O. Nigga, N.O. Nigga, N.O. Nigga, N.O. Nigga
 
I could fuck with this flow nigga,
 not my flow nigga no nigga no young, no old nigga
 im cold nigga ice cold nigga
god flow i spit bibles nigga ,
 rifles nigga chop-chop bitch u pop and lock in my gun i like em pop bitch my shit poppin like im chris, no chris brown bitch its uptown bitch, that
 uptown shit like wat now shutup ur shutdown bitch now sitdown bitch we gets down bitch now sitdown bitch dont make a sound bitch like a clown bitch that
 red dot cover your nose like a clown bitch so dont run cause ima gun you down bitch, bitch dont i smell dont i sound rich, im like stunna im blowin out
 the pound bitch i dont need help
i aint goin down bitch cause in the pool im on the ball like the round tip yea 8-ball side pocket i leave the club with two bitches in my pocket

hah naked pictures to my sidekick tell ya bitch quit sending them pictures to my sidekick and quit instant messaging my I.M. myspace tom them bitches
 acting like im him and fuck the best nigga I AM bitches wanna fuck like there me and im them yeaa they share me like oxygen i got game and within a game i
 got em in im talkin championship rings i gotta win we talkin championship rings i got ten and im on ma championship mayne just look at slim hah for them
 haaah
 
Now crack your k and leave your knives
this is the life of a this is the life for us GUERILLAS, COKE DEALERS, DOPE DEALERS
we go get us a body today and a body tonite this is the life nigga this is the life of a N.O. Nigga that 5 nigga that 0 nigga that 4 nigga

NEED SOME QUIET 


[Chorus]
 Mama you wine fine
 Mama you... mama you..
 Mama... mama you wine fine
 We need some quiet time [x3]
 Mama you wine fine
 Mama you wine fine
 And on the hush hush, we need some quiet time
 
[Lil Wayne]
 I get, I get
 I, I, I get so deep in that pussy, I touch the back of your soul
 You gotta man, I bet I can make you pack up and roll
 Yea, let's ride like we attached to the road
 And if we on the same track, I hope we crash and explode
 Yea, where do the passionate go
 I beat it up forever, girl I'll take a national oath
 Nobody know what goes on the latch on the door
 And if you throw it to me baby, I will catch it and score
 Yea, yea
 I beat that, I be right when she call me, she got that shit I just can't avoid
 She so addictive and she know that I do anything that she tell me
 I am her personal sex toy
 And then, I pop the bottle of that cris
 I had a glass, she had a glass, I had a glass, she had a glass, again
 Ya know, then she was ready got to it
 One time, two times, hit me up and I take that ass again
 And I told her
 
[Chorus]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 I see ya walkin like the cameras on ya, I love ya backshots
 I'm like a crackhead, and you got your crack out
 See, we got chemistry baby, we like cat and mouse
 You blow my brains out, I blow ya back out
 Now what is that about
 You got me sweatin you so hard, I'm bout to pass out
 And we could do it on the beach, in the grass house
 Say, we could do it on the beach, in my glass house
 Uh huh
 I know what I'm doin, I'm on it until the mornin
 Hop on it until it's foamin, I bone it better than homie
 I want it better than homie, come get on this pony
 I put my name on it, I own it
 That's right
 Pin ya to the wall, give ya couple of back bites
 Give ya couple of thigh bites, then here comes the highlight
 I could make ya act rrright
 Take a ten minute break, then get back right
 And then I told her
 
[Chorus]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Yea, I told her
 Ya mama gotta be a model, or somethin
 And if you was a wine bottle, I'm drunk
 She dance on me like it's just us girl
 You could make a nigga pay ya rent for 6 months
 Shhhi, I ain't lyin girl
 I could make ya little pussy start cryin girl
 You won't fire girl
 You know the fireman could put out the fire girl
 Are those applebottom jeans ya wearin?
 She said these is Donna Karen
 So tight, she can't even let air in
 Man I swear I saw a blind man starin
 No lie, and I hope she take her clothes off
 So we can do it, 'til we doze off
 We fall asleep with our clothes off
 When we wake up, we pick up where we left off
 And then I tell her
 
[Chorus]