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lil wayne - the motto lyrics

[verse 1: drake]
i’m the f-ckin’ man, y’all don’t get it, do ya?
type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya
go uptown, new york city, b-tch
some spanish girls love me like i’m aventura
tell uncle luke i’m out in miami too
clubbing hard, f-ckin’ women, there ain’t much to do
wrist bling, got a condo up in biscayne
still getting brain from a thang, ain’t sh-t changed
how you feel how you feel how you feel?
twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil
i’m in the building and i’m feeling myself
rest in peace mac dre, i’m-a do it for the bay
getting paid, we’ll holler whenever that stop
my team good, we don’t really need a mascot
tell tune “light one, p-ss it like a relay”
ymcmb, you n-ggas more ymca
me, freddie and marley marl at the crib-o
shout goes out to niko, j, and chubbs, shouts to gibbo
we got santa margherita by the liter
she know even if i’m f-cking with her, i don’t really need her
that’s how you feel, man?
that’s really how you feel?
cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these b-tches wanna chill
i’m mean maybe she won’t
then again maybe she will
i can almost guarantee she know the deal, real n-gga, w-ssup?

[hook: drake]
now she want a photo
you already know, though
you only live once: that’s the motto n-gga, yolo
and we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sittin’ on the bench n-gga, we don’t really play
every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
can’t seem em cause the money in the way
real n-gga, w-ssup?

[verse 2: lil wayne]
one time? f-ck one time
i’m calling n-ggas out like the umpire
seven grams in the blunt?
almost drowned in her p-ssy so i swam to her b-tt
it’s eastside, we in this b-tch
wish a n-gga would, like a tree in this b-tch
and if a leaf fall put some weed in that b-tch
that’s my mo, add a b to that sh-t
i’m f-cked up, torn down
i’m twisted: door kn-b
talk stupid?, off with your head!
n-gga, money talks, and mr. ed
i’m so young money got a drum on the gun
energizer bunny
funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
ain’t sh-t sweet? n-ggas on the street like hookers
i tongue kiss her other tongue
skeet skeet skeet: water gun
oh my god, becky, look at her b-tt! tunechi

[hook: drake]
now she want a photo
you already know though
you only live once: that’s the motto, n-gga yolo
and we bout it every day, every day, every day
like we sittin’ on the bench, n-gga, we don’t really play
every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
can’t seem em cause the money in the way
real n-gga, w-ssup?

- lil wayne lyrics

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