Weezy Ambitions Lyrics
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Weezy Ambitions Lyricsby Lil' Wayne Buy album CD: Other Songs MON - HA Money money money get a dollar & a dick Weezy baby that crack mothafucka get a fix Got money out the ass no homo but im rich Bout to...(gangsta grillz you bastards) ... Money money money get a dollar & a dick Weezy baby that crack mothafucka get a fix Got money out the ass no homo but im rich Bout to...(gangsta grillz you bastards) ... Verse 1: Money money money get a dollar & a dick Weezy baby that crack mothafucka get a fix Got money out the ass no homo but im rich Bout to go get surgery & put some diamonds in my wrist Yes, yup...im a mothafuckin trip Im a trip to japan & buy some brand new shit 9 hundred to a grand get ya 28 grams If u talkin bout bricks im the interstate man & the women say damn, the niggaz don't say a damn thang Boy i bet that shotty make ya bounce like a bed spring Walk in a thin line, gotta defend mine & wit no pen im sort of like a bomb boom Young toon yea thatz wut my people call me 50 thousand 4 da cross tryin 2 keep the reeper off me I drink a lot of syrup bicthes say im sleep walkin Big money 4 the grill so im neva cheap talkin Keep talkin & the flame'll leap off the Hip & keep sparkin pap pap sleep softly Nap nap napsack 340 Like fuck anotha nigga nigga just don't be the target Young New Orleans nigga nigga just don't be retarted We done lost everything & u lookin like a bargin Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sargeant Im da best rapper in the game no arguin & i don't even write pause, im pausin So keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin Lil Wayne dot com bitch logg in Put a pillow under ya knees & keep ya jaws in All in ya girl mouth use her like a toilet They usually want a baller & the young nigga ballin Mike jordan, parten my swaggy But my father rich as fuck & all my brothers left the family We said fuck it bought 2 houses in miami I can't wait till do cribs MTV come on get at me N-e rapper wanna get at me tell ya label contact me That's 4 hundred 4 a feature in a battle i'll beat ya Im a beast im a creature im the son of Ms. Cita Ma Dooks ma Jeeta she the reason she the reason Every women wanna be the boy diva not even There's a 305 dime i wanted every since i seen her Gotta topic of the scene of hotter than a tube steamin Gotcha girlfriend, dreamin of one day bein Trina Not a sim seemer 10 keys in the beamer Got a white girl drivin couldnt do it much cleaner Im fly in the sky like that mothafuckin ribbon Bitches got my name on them & a nigga still livin Spend a condo & a club 1 bottle wont do, 2 bottles wont do, bottles 4 da whole crew Thanks..& bring me that patron i don't play No ice i like my drinks straight not gay & bitch that bank come everyday im paid I wish a nigga come & they get sprayed I'll stump a nigga out like i got 10 legs Then they fish a nigga up out the lake in 10 days... Behave no hoe im on that rage 4 cash money young money hoe that money age oh & can't a cage hold this animal from holly grove Sorry mommy i be stoned, i be, i be, i be blowed Got me copy rock star, weezy baby fuck these souls Gotta pay me now 4 me to even touch these hoes Price rising 4 insuran the flow So eitha Drama is my nigga or that boy got doe Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga my nerves N-e body want it that's 60 thousand a verse yea
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