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lil wayne - lean back lyrics

[intro]
owwww
young money in this motherf-cker

[verse 1: lil wayne]
there is no peace
i ride ’till there is no wheels
till there is no streets
like where is my piece
they dying in them cells or already dead
or tryna k!ll themselves
i rep my n-gg-s, i love my city
i feel myself and she feel my wealth
so it will not help, i gotta get me
and money like p-ssy and i gotta get deep
so i gotta get street cause it’s riding on me
my n-gg-s can’t drive, i got riders with me
and nah i ain’t into that back and forth chit chat
as a matter fact i’mma end that
pr-ne to destruction, home is corrupted
stones in my dungies won’t do the justice
them hundred dollar homes is in abundance
hustle on a mountain, hustle in a tundra
get that money or don’t function
punctuation exclamation exclamation period
that’s the way i have to make it
s to k, you better take it, idiots period
bullsh-t, i pity it
them guns shot so loud you would think i midi’d it
i shot more than once, i’m ab-libing it
oh well you been in h-ll so what, i live in it
i’m giving it all i got for them incentives
riding for them benefits and now it’s back to 10 a brick
i like ’em thin and thick
really i like ’em thick, high yellow and sh-t
weezy f baby

[verse 2: curren$y]
hot spitta, n-gg-, flow so sick
sidekick talkin’ to my older b-tch
i had to leave her, ’cause she was too controlling and sh-t
i’m like “you can’t have me, i’m too young for you b-tch”
they got these n-gg-s in the street tryna [?]
that’s cool, bring it, i got guns for you son
i’m talkin’ about 17 other glocks with the beam
homie, i guarantee that i don’t miss
hot spitta ride slow
two burners on the seat
cops can’t get addicted to my grind
b-tches stop riches, mami i ain’t got time
respect a n-gg- mind, b-tch i’m tryna get my cake
they hatin’ on me, they don’t wanna see me get my shine
gon’ make me whack one of them n-gg-s ’cause they fake
745 and i ride for that uh
’cause what i hustle for, these n-gg-s try to take
but before they run up on me i’ma put it on his mind
then they gon’ find his body floatin’ in a lake
i’m tryna figure out with [?]
these n-gg-s mistake my kindness for weakness
ain’t n-body sweet b-tch
young money ym that street sh-t
nothin’ but heat slick
rockin’ you to sleep quick
don’t f-ck around with the dudes
’cause i ride around with them tools
and i bring the drama to crews
you know i keep sick, yeah!

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