POKE HER FACE 

[Lil Wayne]
Um, She said said she can f-ck me right
I made her f-ck her friend,
She say don?t call her a dike, well thats gay,
Haha,I met her on Monday and f-cked her all week
Cause every time she leave she come back to the tree
She know I love brain so I treat her like a geek
She love the way I spit so I made da p-ssy gleet
Wildin wit my n-ggas and I don?t give a f-ck
So I circle the b-tches, we rounding them up
I treat her like I need her, Im knowing if I eat her
She gon tell Quieta and Quieta like the media,
Woopty woo to the bloods, her lipstick match my flag that swag
Weezy F Baby got lust that drag,
I put em in your mouth till you choke and gag,

I Poke Her Face off and now she faceless, I poke her so much I deserve a bracelet

Young Money!

I poke her face off and now she faceless and I just make poker faces facelift.

[Jae Millz]
Chi Town girl,
bag match her heels,
ass hella fake,
but it feel real,
and it felt great when we had sex,
i tow her out the frame,
pics of my ex,
from my aspect I love your assets,
I love your mini skirt,
azizzi access,
pipe game, never mediocre,
so that relationship is over once I poke her,
she said she wanted a tour of the two of us,
so I gave her a tour of the tour bus,
it was all lust on the tour bus,
cos she did all us on the tour bus like,
hahaha,

POM POM 

You only got a few days more
To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom and it went-a rom pom pom pom


Welcome to hell I let em burn
Momma told me don't play with them choppas I never learn
I hold the tube tight & firm I don't squirm
Killas hold court in the street court is ajerned
These niggas sleepin hope they keep it in they napsack
Watch me while I'm creepin leave em leakin like a flap jack
Hustle all day like we eatin on the last stack
We play with ak's boy you need to bring that mac back
Hand gun they don't want no hand gun
Tote a shotty with a bass drum
Say somethin I'm from where them niggas can't come
We die rich & young
We die handsome and
Me I never ran from another man son
I take alot a shots bitch nigga and one
So throw away them glocks
I hope they prayin for ya
You hear that chop now you sayin somethin


That's that rom pom pom pom and it went-a rom pom pom pom


Murda she wrote nigga we loke
You can get smoked like brand new dope
Brand new scopes on old ass guns from brand new beef
If he play you cold you give him heat
Play that roll get in them streets
You pay that toll life ain't cheap
The streets is watchin
The streets can see what you can't see
You ain't safe you ain't free
You jus a target with teeth
Ya'll niggas don't hear me
Shoot him in the eye make the nigga see clearly
Now he only got one eye like the pyramid
Bitch I'm in the game like the beer man, hear me
They on my crash shootin down like a deer man
Down down baby goin down like airtran
Yeah & you don't wanna take it there man
Because I'm already there man
I'm sayin


You only got a few days more
To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom and it went-a rom pom pom pom


Survival of the fittest it is well known there's no water like my city's
Some of us are killers some of them are jus swimmers
Niggas got choppas niggas got trimmers
Niggas got problems niggas got business
Niggas got children niggas got bitches
Bitches got bitches
I know bitches realer then you
Nigga I done seen keys bigger then you
Yeah nigga you ain't on shit
Cut off a nigga head make him suck his own dick
No he don't want that & he don't want this
I shoot a hundred times I be blind if I miss
You know I gotta put the dollar sign before the bitch
Every movie gotta end but I'm just stickin to the script
Addicted to the chips commited to my clique
Cash money mother fucker get the pistol to your lips


That's that rom pom pom pom and it went-a rom pom pom pom
You only got a few days more
To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom and it went-a rom pom pom pom

POP THAT PUSSY 

(feat. Cassidy, Sean P)
 
[Girl]
 Hold up, hold up is that who I think it
 Is coming in here
 [Girl #2]
 Girl That's Cassidy
 [Girl]
 Hold on lets go to the dressing room
 Get our self together put our
 Pussy poppers on, we gon make
 This money tonight
 
[Chorus]
 Girl let me see you pop it pop it for that
 Paper pop pop it pop it pa-pop it
 For that paper drop then pop pop it
 Pa-pop it for that paper
 Then let me hit the blow
 And pop it for the paper
 
[Cassidy]
 I'ma hustla so I be on the grind (on the grind)
 I always got the money and the bitches on my mind (on my mind)
 And I was born to dine so every where I goes at (goes at)
 The first thing I wanna know is where them hoes at (where them hoes at)
 Where them girls that be takin off they clothes at (clothes at)
 And where them girls that be slindin down them poles at (poles at)
 Where them freaks at where them where them freaks at (freaks at)
 Who will get down on the floor and make they cheeks clap cheeks clap)
 The type of girl that let another girl eat that (eat that)
 And if you gotta couple dollars you can beat that (beat that)
 Where my girl who be out there on the creep at (on the creep at)
 Where them freaks at I had to repeat that (repeat that)
 Cause I'm a freak too I get that from my father (father)
 Since I can remember I been poppin my collar (collar)
 You brought a dollar then holla believe that (believe that)
 Girl ya pussy powerful cause niggas need that (need that)
 
[Chorus x2]
 
[Sean P.]
 Yea lil shawty fine lil shawty bout that paper
 So I'm poppin bands I'm out here reppin for Dacada
 Always be that fresh I guess that why they get my flavor
 You a pill popper bitch so do us all a favor
 Turn around and bust it open DJ call a waitress
 I'ma make it rain what she be makin on the basis
 Pop them rubber bands yall know what it is
 Talkin strip club shawty cause I'm payin on some bills
 Got them bottle on deck yea this is how I live
 Nigga if you and ya lil homie hatin give you both a pill
 Only in Atlanta yea this is where it is
 If you into rubber throw a hundred dollar bill
 Yea shawty fine lil shawty bout that paper
 So I'm poppin bands I'm out here reppin for Dacada
 Always be that fresh I guess that why she get my flavor
 You a pill popper bitch so do us all a favor
 
[Chorus x2]
 
[Lil Wayne]
 Um, well it's the libra baby now come play in my jungle ride my zebra baby
 And my hair hang like Tarzan I am the man now be my lady
 And u know u wanna be my lady and you know I'm intoxicated yep
 I smoke an drink that grade A
 And um I like to tounge kiss that's right tongue kiss
 I'm talkin diamonds and pearl tongues young prince
 And I got them bloods with me bandanna like a hippie
 And I tell you this you can be my mistress next to sippii
 Lets get it poppin honey now get it poppin shawty
 Baby I can make you see more hearts than Ed Hardy
 Invite you to my crib I gotta bed party
 And I'm the DJ I make you say go DJ
 
[Chorus x2]
 

POPPIN THEM BOTTLES 

Chorus: x2]
 Now ever since I can remember
I been poppin them bottles,
pop, poppin them bottles
Pop, poppin them bottles
now ever since I can remember
I've been smokin that dro with my motherfuckin pistol in my hand
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 When it come to da bread I got the keys to the bakery
 Them niggas out there trippin sellin keys to them agencies
 My bitch keep sayin that the judge got a date for me
 I tell the silly bitch and your honor that can wait for me
 I'm gone in the coupe with the roof steady chasin me
 Shine so hard like the fuckin sun facein me, basically
 Take it how you take it, I be makin you be hatin me
 Lovin me, but hatein me, hoe you got to pay for me
 Ridein with them big boys, sittin on them grown folks
 Every time I park it's a motherfuckin car show
 I guess I'm the number 1 lakers fan
 Yellow bottle, yellow bottle, purple bag, purple bag
 
[Chorus: x2]
 Now ever since I can remember
I been poppin them bottles,
pop, poppin them bottles
Pop, poppin them bottles
now ever since I can remember
I've been smokin that dro with my motherfuckin pistol in my hand

POPULAR 

Songwriters: Carter, Dwayne; Lyon, Andre; Moore, Christopher; Valenzano, Marcello; Lyrics

Featuring: Lil' Twist

Yea, she got that good, good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass
She got that good, good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her

Uh, she a monster, I'm her sponsor
She run through my head, Chris Johnson
I'ma tackle her, get in back of her
Buss it open suck that pussy like the Dracula

What your man doing? Tell him fall back
Throw that pussy at me, baseball bat
I kiss her where she point
I make her lose her voice
I see her when I want, call that viewers choice

Number 1 lover, she want none other
Don't need another one when we got one another
I take her out and then I take her down
I beat it up twelve round

She she got that good, good
She got that, got that good
She got, she got that, got that
She she got that good, good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass

Okay, I'm watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do, baby, on top of the world
When I'm on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

Okay, I'm watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do, baby, on top of the world
When I'm on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

Uh, she a monster, but I'm a beast tho
Take her clothes down, with my teeth tho
I beat slow or I can hit it fast
I do it how she ask, and I cum last

I bust her ass, we tare it down
Then I gotta slit like James Brown
It's all love, I come back around
And if she back it up, then, then I back it down

Tell me something, is you ready for me baby
Take this beast of out my pants and let you pet it for me baby
My dick on professor Klump jump on this Eddy for me baby
And when you fuck with me they give you credit for it baby, yeah

She she got that good, good
She got that, got that good
She got, she got that, got that
She she got that good, good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass

Okay, I'm watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do, baby, on top of the world
When I'm on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

Okay, I'm watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do, baby, on top of the world
When I'm on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

She got that good, good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass
So pack your bags, I fly you in
Soon as she land, we get it in

She love to put her legs around my neck
I promise if I fuck her hard then she gon choke me to death, ha
And it always wet, don't know if she the best I ever had
But she's the best I had yet

Okay, I'm watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do baby on top of the world
When I'm on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

Hey, and you get popular baby
And like a cradle I'll be rockin' you baby
I feel good when I'm on top of you baby
So Imma stay on top of you baby, hey

You'll be popular baby
I'll be rockin' you baby
I'm on top of you baby
And Imma stay on top of you baby, ha, ha, ha
Young mula baby

PRESIDENT 


And who i be? Weezy Baby, and honey please, say the baby,
And I got em on they knees, saying baby,
Im a goodfella, they bout to make me
But I been made ho, I been paid ho,
I spent 2000 dollas on these shades ho'
I'm red hot, I'm ice cold
I got enough cheese, keep me out that mice hole
I got nice hoes, I got bad bitches
Yea, Daddy's rich I got their bitches

[Chorus]
 Hey where we from, new orleans
Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes
And what we drink? (drank)
That lean (lean)
Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!)
And what we smoke? That piffy (you know)
Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know)
Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it)
Presidential shit, monica lewinsky

[Verse 1]
 Back for the M*tha F*ckn title its your idle,
Get money 'til I die, got my hand on the bible
I'm a scrap what I'm writing wit a hand full of rifle
If ya man feelin Eifel, Imma make his ass leeeeaaan
Yeeah, 60 grand cut the lights on, 40 grand for the floor cut the mic on
Thats right ho, Hawaiian punch sprite so purple wit the 'tuss
Bitch I'm on that leaaaan,
Yeah, and I'm on that green
Won a championship I'm still on that team
Yeah, and I'm ya woman's dream,
And If ya feelin' cold man Imma blow that steam (PFFFF)
Hah, and I'm so damn clean
These leaves cost a stack, that's throw back jeans
You wouldn't know that you don't roll like me
We in the building everything cool until i scream (yeah)

[Chorus]
 Hey where we from, new orleans
Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes
And what we drink? (drank)
That lean (lean)
Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!)
And what we smoke? That piffy (you know)
Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know)
Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it)
Presidential shit, monica lewinsky

[Verse 2]
 Ridin' in the caddy mo'
Blowin like sachmo
I'm highly strapped low
Baby go from what ya know
Tinteds turn pictures change new photo different frame
Money up, champagne, still posin', same game
Cash money still, do it for the money
Gotta black car, grey car, gas car, green car
Backyard theme park, front yard car show
I'm somewhere in the house
And it's like where's waldo?
Ten bricks straight powder air cargo
Weezy F. straight hustlin' no barcode
You don't know what my heart holds, straight fuel
Take ya bitch from the club make her ass a mule
Put some weight on her back make her ass move
She give daddy money back that's a fast move
40 G's one chain, that's a man jewels
45 for the Jag dude

[Chorus]
 Hey where we from, new orleans
Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes
And what we drink? (drank)
That lean (lean)
Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!)
And what we smoke? That piffy (you know)
Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know)
Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it)
Presidential shit, monica lewinsky

[Verse 3]
 Uh, smooth out my mansion to my whip
I leave the bullshit inside wit my bitch
I move the heavy ass gun from my hip
Then I sit the same heavy ass strap on my lap
I'm steady as crack wit the strap
I'm heavy as da-white but Dwayne not fat
I'm right like Betty and the fetti is the facts
The Birdman Junior holla back where ya stack
I'm just tryin' to let my hair back
And chill where they got some air at, Ya hear dat?
Champagne clear liquor put that beer back
Got work so cheap it's on Sears racks
Holla at me on the low I take care of that
And feds buy mixtapes yeah I'm aware of that
But this here is the suffix you scared of dat
When you get shot you know where ya at
 And where we from NEW ORLEANS
 

PRESIDENT CARTER 

[Hook:]
 President Carter
 [Verse 1:]
 Sitting on the world, I got life in my hand
 So these days I try to think twice when I can
 Money on my mind as god as my witness
 Love don't live here and it don't even visit
 I do this for my uptown politicians
 Walked in the kitchen and found a pocket pissin'
 Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama missin'
 Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama miss 'em
 Uh, I'm a monster, exorcisms
 Told tools like mechanics, mechanism
 Uh, Detrimental on any instrumental
 I say you rappers sweet I pay the incidentals
 I'm beneficial, I've been official
 I say you rappers sweet, tiramisu
 I like my short cake shorter
 Ain't no mother fucker harder than (Carter)
 [Hook:]
 President Carter
 [Verse 2:]
 Nobody gives you a chance, you gotta take chances
 Your family tree, I will break branches
 Cause I don't give a fuck, I put the ass in assassin
 Smoke you like a blunt then it's ashes to ashes
 The future is born, put the past in the casket
 If real shit is dead then nigga I'm a bastard
 Uh, appetite for disaster
 I want a full plate then another plate after
 Uh, yesterday just died
 Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives
 
When shit get deep I'm never afraid to die
 Let the money pile up and tell 'em buried alive
 Ask who the fuck want it, I bring it to your doorbell
 Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale
 Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office
 I changed the stars on the flag into crosses
 [Interlude:]
 Amen...
 [Hook:]
 President Carter
 [Verse 3:]
 Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga
 I just stand still and let the ground pass nigga
 Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga
 Realitys a bitch and I'm a dance with her
 140 pounds, 5'6 from the ground
 Bitch I'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge
 I tried to fuck the world and couldn't even get aroused
 I ain't looking for the beef but I ain't seen it in a while
 Uh, and we all want world peace
 Murder show, I give your ass good seats
 Shit, I'm much more than a good speech
 [Outro:]
 Gorillas in suits
 The holy war, the spiritual troops
 Fighting over the mythical truth
 Drowning in the political soup
 They shoot missiles and nukes
 Taking out such a pivotal group
 The body count is the physical proof
 And they thought drugs were killing the youth

PROBLEM SOLVER. 

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Uhm Uhm Uhm

That boy so bad, that boy so (Weezy)
That boy so bad, that boy so (Weezy Baby)
That boy so bad, that boy so (Yeeaahhh!)

GET EM!
Chorus 2x
He dead and gone, no mo' problems I'm da problem solva,(Yeah)
He dead and gone, no mo' problems I'm da problem solva,(Yeah)
He dead and gone, no mo' problems I'm da problem solva,(Yeah)
CLICK CLICK POW problem solved!

Verse 1:
Gun on me faithfully nina how I adore you,
How I hold you from the side when I control you,
I won't miss,
Don't slip then I get closer and I can't miss,
Stand ova him like a pianist wit no bench,
I hol' da key like Mariah when I fire,
No lip all 4 fif,
Throw clip cuthroat ni99as I know them,
Throw them somethin to wipe out ya hol shyt,
Notice me neva I'm all black,
Masked up Jason,
Part 11 I'm more scarier terror,
I look fear in the eyes like a mirror I don't fear him, (Uh Huhn)
I share 'em wit da rest of da pollbearers..BURRY HIM,
Very low I'm kerosene gasoline,
It's asinine to f*ck wit me,
Come and see,
Dat's like runnin' into a fucking' tree,
Climb up motha fukca I'll leave you hung fo weeks yea!......STUPID!

Get 'EM!
Chorus: 2x
He dead and gone, no mo' problems I'm da problem solva,(Yeah)
He dead and gone, no mo' problems I'm da problem solva,(Yeah)
He dead and gone, no mo' problems I'm da problem solva,(Yeah)
CLICK CLICK POW problem solved!

Verse 2:
I run wit ni99as consida themselves gorillas,
I feed 'em banana clips,
Head stomachs and hips,
Quit TIP quit sippin dat petron,
Dat shyt'll git you flipped like a baton,
In two arms,
Who calm I'm calm you calm,
Tick tick make a nigga drop the bomb,
Weave it (yea) I'm from Holligrove Vietnam,
Military status captain gone,
Yeah ask em' all they'll tell ya,
Ya f*ck wit da boy and they'a smell ya from anywhere,
Big BLEEZY I'm on like da mayor,
When it's beef I feel like Lil' Jon ni99a YEAH!,
Scare ya right out ya draws,
Act up and the AK 47 knock ya right out ya truck,(Get Up)
Back up turn ya lights out ya done,
5-4-3-2-1..yaself!

Dat mean GO N-E..GONE...GET EM!
Chorus: 2x

Verse 3:
Really man I don't think you ni99as should really fuck wit me,
Da gun off me urgently workin and twerkin it perfectly,
Circle da glock I'm like f*ck it I'm bustin 'em I'm cussin' 'em like fuck 'em I buck 'em I buck 'em I buck 'em,
Work 'em til it's empty,
Get at me spit at me ya make dis a shootout ni99a,
I hit you you missed me I left and you missin dat is really good,
I waitin' I'm sittin I'm patient I'm loadin' I'm clickin I'm spittin' I'm spittin I'm spittin I'm spittin,
Till it's clickin and clickin'
Naw naw I ain't trippin I'm givin dem to da river,
Callin dem shark dinner,
They human tuna
Weezy Baby
Lex Luger
Freddy Kreuger
Do Ya..B*TCH!
Who you playin wit,
Wit dat back and forth shyt,
Ni99a I ain't sayin shyt,
B*tch I clap quick,
You ain't nuttn but a sandwich
To a man b*tch,
I leave ya lyin down in ketchup catch up! Yeeeaaahhh!

Eat you ni99as lunch..eat you niggas fo lunch...GET EM!

Chorus 2x

PROM QUEEN 

Songwriters: Carter, Dwayne; Correa, A; Rodriquez, M;Yeah!
 
I loved her fancy underwear
 I'd sit behind her every year
 Waiting for the chance to get
 To tell her I'm the one she should be with, oh
 
She's popular with all the guys
 So innocent in my eye
 I could see her in my life
 She would've had []
 
But see, she had other plans I couldn't understand
 Her and her stupid friends, varsity's biggest fans
 Never'll forget the day she laughed and walked away
 And I couldn't stop her, I guess she had it all
 
She had it all figured out
 But she left me with a broken heart
 Fucked around and turned me down
 'Cause she didn't think I could play the part
 
But now the prom queen, the prom queen
 Is crying, sitting outside of my door
 See, you never know how
 How everything could turn around
 
They loved her fancy underwear
 Every boyfriend, every year
 She tried to keep 'em entertained
 When they can hardly remember her name
 
She did everything she could
 Just to make them love and treat her good
 She'd find herself alone
 Asking herself where did she go wrong
 
She didn't realize she chased the type of guys
 That don't believe in ties, trying to apologize
 Never'll forget the day she laughed and walked away
 And I couldn't stop her, I guess she had it all
 
She had it all figured out
 When she left me with a broken heart
 Fucked around and turned me down
 'Cause she didn't think I could play the part
 
But now the prom queen, the prom queen
 Is crying, sitting outside of my door
 See, you never know how
 How everything could turn around
 
She had it all figured out
 When she left me with a broken heart
 Fucked around and turned me down
 'Cause she didn't think I could play the part
 
But now the prom queen, the prom queen
 Is crying, sitting outside of my door
 See, you never know how
 How everything can turn around

PROMISE 

Damn She Bad
 Damn She Thick
 And I May Not Know Perfect But Damn She It
 And She Thick And She Right
 Damn She Nice
 You Can Be My Judge Baby... Yeah I'll Do Life
 Gimme Life
 And I Know That You'll Be Dancing 'Til Your Toes Hurt
 But I Can Make Your Toes Curl I Can Make Your Soul Jerk
 We Can Soul Search
 And I Also Got That Street Credit I Got More Work... Than Any Dude... You... Knew
 Girl I Am A Blood *SUR*
 I Hear You Want Somebody You Can Call Boo
 I Will Change My Name To Boo And Fuck Around And Call You
 Now What You Wanna Do?
 Because... Whatever That May be Baby I Want Do That Too
 And Oh I Could G.P.S. You Now What You're Going Through
 And Like A Pair Of Wet'N'Sticky Vickies Girl I'm On You
 OK Ma The Mood Is So Right
 Light 2 And Take Flight
 My Nigga T.I. Is The King I Am The Prince... You're Knight..Right
 You Don't Need A Superman... You Just Need A Man Like Weezy
 
[Ciara:]
 Baby
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 And I Can Make You Feel The Same Way
 We Can Postpone And Stay Home Like A Rain Date
 She'll Have The Salad Just Put Her On Wayne's Plate
 What You Know 'bout Having Syrup Poured On That Pancake?
 Nasty As I Wanna Be... But Nasty As You Like Me Too... B
 I Hope You Like Me Too But Now You Know I Like You Too
 3 A.M. Room Service... Serve You
 You Can Be My Dessert... My Caramel Sherbet
 Call Your Mama We Can Make A Baby
 And The Way You Work The Mic In The Video Is So
 
[Ciara:]
 Crazy
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 And The Chair Or Stool Move Was Cool
 You Make Me Wanna Ooh
 But I'm Be Cool I Need A Moment
 I Think You are The Finest Human On Earth
 We Can Get Together I Can Help You With That Homework
 Take Your Ass To School Too Boo
 Teach You All The Rules You Never Knew
 We Need A Moment
 I Can Be Your Future
 I Can Be Your Teacher
 Be Your Proffessor... Write Down This Lecture
 You Want Some Extra Credit? Lemme Check Your Homework
 I Can Be Your Tutor And Help You With Exams
 No Feelings? Or It's Summer Time For You
 You Got Them Goodies And I Got A Sweet Tooth
 Now Can yall Blame Me?
 Shit... Hov Got B And I Just Want C
 See I Just Want To See If You're Taller Than Me
 Naw Really I Wann' See If You are Mrs. Carter To Be
 Yeah I Know This Is Pretty Awkward For Me
 But I Just Act Like You Are Talking To Me When You Say
 
[Ciara:]
 Ooohhh...
 I Mean Everything That I Say...
 From The Bottom Of My Heart...
 I Would Never... Never Ever... Hurt You.
 I Open My Heart... Open My Heart
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 Believe That.. And I Agree That
 Open Up Your Heart To Me And You Won't Get Your Key Back
 Miss Ciara You Are Colder Than Blue
 And Baby I Ain't Talking To Nobody Else But
 
[Ciara:]
 You...
 There's Nothing I Won't Do Baby...
 To Spend My Life With You...
 I Give My Life To You...
 I Promise That I Will Never Lie... Oh
 
[Lil Wayne:]
 Ayyy Sweetheart...
 Ay, I Don't Care What Nobody Say Real Niggas Gonna Show Respect
 Ya Dig!
 Ayy Darling You are All That...
 Whatever That Is...
 I'd Sure Like To Know
 Ha Ha!!
 Let Me cut That Out
 But Straight Up Mama...
 I Just Did This Ma Because You Deserve It, young carter
 I'm Out!!!