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lil wayne - the lost carter iv song lyrics

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jay-z:

turn the m-th-f-ckin music up

yeahhh

yeaaaahhh!

i got these n-ggas weezy!

heheheheheheheheheheh….

you might cop a watch like mine, homie, but this a different bezel
we both floatin on our yachts homie, but this a different vesssssel
the one ya boy ridin on is a little bit more spesh-ull
cos we both be gettin dough, but homie, hov makes bigger pretzels

oh…..we ain’t count-in the same dec-i-mals
listen, my n-gga, we ain’t even speakin the same dec-i-bels
thought i told ya’ll n-ggas that this rap sh-t was my b-tch, fam
plus i ‘ready told ya’ll, i’m not a hitman, i’m a hit, maaaaaan

pokerface’d the game n now i’m steady stackin chips, man
use ta flip grams, but then it expand-ed, sh-t man, look what i with-stand-ed
d-mn….tell me who in history did it like this man
the beatles before they disbanded, maybe mj, maybe prince man

even elvis had to bow down, when his crown bounced, look what they found out
that boy young ain’t the one you count out, let’s see that from a lil n-gga down south
n-ggas talkin breezy n run outta breath n get weezy
thinkin those messages is for themmm jus because they been gettin cc’ed

you wanna battle dog? f-ck that, lets compare catalogs…
compare bank accounts, compare travel logs, compare p-ssports, n then have a talk
n-ggas think they got bite, jus cos they have a bark
cos the n-ggas who ain’t got cars will tell you they rather walk…haa!

yall n-ggas is avatars….to be honest, i ain’t even mad at ch’all
you pour ya cup n maf-ckas jus rather grab a straw…..
they like fiends, the way they rock back n forth
like that’s a cure…huh

n-ggas can’t act mature…..
n everybody think they tu-pack shakurs
n-ggas brave after two packs a coors, two packs? of course
triple entendre you b-st-rds off

soon as our maf-ckin paths have crossed
who you tryna renegade? you just a asher roth
never pushed out the game due to lack a force
plus my n-gga wayne jus adds support….huh

lil wayne:

h-lluh errybuddy it’s that n-gguhyoung tunechi
lookit all these n-gguhs tryna eat off of muh fruit tree
i read a p-ssay -ss muhf-cka like a book
bwoy i pop a p-ssay n-gguh…kick his -ss like uh foot…hyeeaah

n-gguh so paid you should call meh mr paid
old n-gguhs so sour we should call um lemonade
b-tch i got yachts like a muthf-ckin dock
tunechi spit so haaawrd they should jus call mehhh raaawck

i pop a p-ssy n-gguh, pop um pop um like balloons
d-mn i sweep a muhf-cka off his feet, brooms
bout to blow sh-t up once again n-gguh, boom
you n-gguhs is dead to meh like dead people, tombs

b-tch i go so hard they should call a n-gguh hardy
n yall m-th-f-ckas want some beef wit tune, arbys
so many b-tches in the ruoohm bwoy, bacardi
tunechi is tha tunafish…yall n-gguhs is sawrdeens…hyeeack

bwoy im goin in, you should call meh d-ld-
get yuh -ss kicked, you should call yuhself field goal
weezy rock so much ice, you should call meh real cold
got so many rings they should call me bilbo….hyeahhh

…get yuh -ss laid down like floor tile
drizzy got dem sweaters, you should call him young orrhgyle
n-gguh so hot yuh should call me atlantuhh
n b-tch, real b’s move in silence like buhnanas

n-gguh um paid, yuh should call meh darth paider
showed muh n-gguh drizzy how to handle light sabers
muhf-cka um jus livin life fast forwardin
goin so fast, yuh should call me flash gawrdin

weezy f baby from the city of new awrlins
n-gguhs get scared when they hear muh pants roarrrin
shoutout my n-gguhs gudda, mack maine n aurrrbry
young money bwoy, f-ck errybody….orgy

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