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lil wayne - the other side lyrics

(feat. la the darkman, gudda gudda)

[la the darkman]
yeahhh…
l.a.d.
i’m all about that cheese, swiss, mozerella
monster, kobe, american or cheddar
when it come to robbery
n-body do it better
notorious l.a.d.
fresh coogi sweater
the cleanest
lyrics is the meanest
understand my english
n-gg-, i’m a genious
ice like a snow cone
writin in my iphone
went from sellin’ crack
to sellin’ ringtones
straight out the projects
to million dollar homes
inside the carter
cookin’ 36 zones
36 o’s and i break them all down
in and out of every trap
all through the a-town
the emb-ssy a.m.g.
young money merger
i’m a young champ like ben roethlisberger
s.s. chevy with the big block engine
rims and paint cost me a whole pension

[jae millz]
i don’t need nothing but my n-gg-s
and enough weed to go around
a ten ounce some grams and loaded pound
f-ck what another n-gg- think of me
i’m thinkin’ multi-millions
he thinkin’ g’s
n-gg- please
get your mind right
f-ck tryna be fresh
get your grind right
cuz i’m like
so in another league
i throw my pitches
at different degrees
and i
wwril my pigskins
at different speeds
and i hit threes
cuz at different times
i release
my shot cold
n-gg-, i’m hot
don’t be tight cuz you not
just be happy i’m lettin’ you breath
i’m the good, i’m the bad
i’m the devil, i’m jesus
its young money b-tch!
the game needs us
gudda gudda, what it is n-gg-
kid-kid chi, get it how you live n-gg-
my n-gg- mack maine just left the dealer ship
and weezy just ripped the drop phantom so they feelin’ sick
diamond rings, diamond chains
royal suites, private planes
palm trees, big change
i can’t complain
i made a promise to myself
that i’ll never be have-not
n-gg- f-ck being broke
sh-t
before that day come
i’ll a.k. stamp ya
when there’s beef
i’m in the centre like tyson chandler
f-ck what you heard
in the booth i goes off
like the lights if you ain’t payin
its the third
and you already two months late with the bill
clown n-gg- you’s a lame
b-tch n-gg-
i’m millz!
young mullah

[gudda gudda]
if you didnt,now you know
its the million dollar n-gg-
with the million dollar flow
icicle chain
got a million dollar glow
quarter mill for the gang
if you tryna book a show
templates on the bentley
ridin’ through the checks
got a pocket full of money
n-gg-, hand on my tec
i’m demandin’ respect
i’m a man to respect
disrespect your man
put my hand round his neck
its no other than
gudda gudda man
still bout my money
n-gg-, f-ck another man
i’m on the paper chase
all about the hustle man
i be climbin’ through your window
like i’m f-cking broadmnan
look i’m
shady aftermath
put your head in a scope
a bank roll with the bucks
is what these young n-gg-s killin’ for
the game dirty
on the streets tryna deal yayo
fifty clips at his hat
leave a peeled potatoe

[lil wayne]
i call my nina bay like san diego
get me twisted
i’m a turn into a tornado
and all my riders ridin’ like a winabago
you stay
but i’m a let that a.k. go
rawer than a qualo
shoot you like halo
give ya -ss a halo
these b-tches walk around actin like they j.lo
man, i remember when these b-tches was just hey hoe
hey hoe, how you doing?
me?
i’m doing every f-ckin thang
smokin them dikes
i’m on that mary f-cking jane
this sh-t so tom and jerry to lil wayne
and you mc’s are just milk and cherries to lil wayne
haha
and b-tch i’m greedy
but if i keep eatin you rappers
i’ll get sugars diabities
sweetie
i’m a different species
i’ll crush your two fingers into a million pieces
what the f-ck do i be thinkin?
kill, kill, murder
and benjamin franklin
your girlfriend is into them gangstas
and me being a gangsta
i get into your girlfriend
i stay still when the world spins
and ain’t n-body flyer than the birdman
you heard me
you heard him
him being me
and we are better than
all y’all b-tches, n-gg-s, hoes
enemies, foes
threes, twos, ones
but these dudes won

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