Lil' Wayne BM J.R. Lyrics

(Baby Talking)
Yea shorty, you know what I'm talkin bout'
I peepin'these n____z out here they slippin like they ain't bout
money no more man, so what f___
You know what we gon' do ha?
We gon' do what we been doin n____
We gon' load up, get alot mo' and alot mo' and say f___ em'
n____
Keep buyin' s___
Keep f___in hoes
Loadin up on mo' b____es
Then you know what I'm sayin, we gon' get greedy too n____
I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind

(Lil Wayne)
I GOT IT
I GOT IT

(Lil Wayne)
Murder Capitol, only key to survive is kill.
If the elements don't murder you,
Tha rydahs will... Fa real.
And n____z know I go hard to the fullest;
Get involved,
And I got em' playin' dodgeball wit bullets.
(YEA)I got the sawed off, fully
in the Sean John hoodie
Get f___ed--ya play p____.
(HA)We hit em' up while dey ain't lookin'
And tha body shots hurt But tha head shots took em'
d___!
And if tha red dot spot em'
Then tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his tops to his bottom Jack.
(Yea) Ya see we grind from the bottom
Just to make it to da bottom
At the very bottom o' da map
Louisiana--
Piranhas Every where U at.
U gotta wear a extra condom
And a extra gat.
Ya b____ could get it fa actin' like a man
And n____z in Pak-istan, Impactin' on ya man
I backed his hand...ya man on command
In fronta n____z he cool
wit dem boyz on fan.
I'm on hot.
I adjust in different climates
Stuck in a animal--Keep runnin wit my prime mates
U ain't did it til U done it like in fives states
Weezy-hustle, No blubber, I put on weight.
And in a drought
I go on a diet and strecth more
Lose all dat weight, leave a n____ wit stretch marks
You'nt even come up to a n____ chest
Pause Up,
PAW ,What tha f___ they play dat in da club fa?
Real s___
I'm duckin' bombs from a drug war
No religion, but da cops swear dat I'ma drug law
Father forgive em' fa dey know not who dey pushin' Lord
Father forgive me if I have to send em' to you Lord
I'm just tryna dodge tha shots dey send to da god
They ridin' up high way to Heaven boulevard.
d___!
Dem n____z p____ and jive--not even in tha eye exam
They ain't lookin fa I.
Fa A and a K
I'll make ya face crook to tha side
Now when U smilin' everbody gotta look from tha side.
Cuz when U wilin' U ain't lookin'
U jus lookin' High
And when we hungry, U look like pie
Sweet potato-a__ n____
U lemon Meringue--Apple custard
Cherry jelly--Don't make me get tha biscuit busta (YEA)
What up chizzle?
U my distant brotha
Real s___ n____
Same father--different motha (s___)
I skip tha frontin' and stick to keepin it "trill"
U not know me fa nothin' otha
I'm somethin' otha
than people U feel
I'm deeper fa real
I'm deeper than skills
My speeches can kill
Rest In Peace!

(Baby talking)
Yeah, you underdig, shorty its all about one thing n____,
If you bout money n____ come f___ with us,
if you ain't bout money get the f___ from round us n____
And whatever you bout we bout it, however you wanna get it we can give it to ya n____
Order b____, ya underdig
Put ya prints in n____
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and lets roll

(Weezy-talking)
Let me get it back
HEY...HEY

(Lil Wayne)
U sleep in a field fa tryin a dude
I'll bust ya head to da meat.
Turn ya mind 2 food.
Food fa thought
THINK!
I ain't lyin' 2 U
I'll lie his body in grease
Set fire to em'
I'll tie his body in sheets
Put tha tires to em'
Make em' feel tha Escalade
Put his feet in tha blades
d___!
I'm tha heat in tha blaze
And n____z keep they ways
When I'm in tha streets wit Blake.
Watch...
My n____ hungry--he'll eat tha plate
And if I ask tha homeboy
he'll eat ya face(YEA)
And tho' he got me
U can ask
I'm like a pool table
I keep tha 8!
My side pocket--side wayz
When I pop it
leave a n____ side wayz
fa five days
Bird man talk

(Baby talking)
Yeah n____, I tell em', I tell em' again shorty
If it ain't about money get all the f___ from round us

(Weezy -talking)
f___ dat... I'm comin' bak gurl!

(Lil Wayne)
Check my swag
I travel light--sound dog
U play hard and I gravel like ground dog
I'm under ground call me ground hog
Lay down laws call me ground law
But don't confuse me wit da law
Naw--but just confuse me wit my paw
Because I am the Birdman J-R
I ain't trippin' n____
I play tha corner like Rip-Kin n____
Wit tha 40 Cal Rip-kin n____
Rip a n____
Flip ya vehicle
Split ya windshield
Whack ya baby mama
But I let tha kid live
And people say that I am a kid still
Cuz tha lil' n____ still ride on big wheels.
U feelin' animal then come on and get killed
This kid peel bandanas like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas
I blow a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom b____ from Savannah
Man a train couldn't stop ya man
I'm man up and U not a man
Stand UP
say I got my land
I'm tha man of my land
Call it Lil' Weezy--ana
That's tha new plan.

[Baby talkin]
Yeah n____, you bout some money get at me n____
Thats the only way
Dumb s___ we bout that get at me
n____ roll solo, dolo n____

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