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lil wayne - this is the way we sqad lyrics

[verse 1: lil’ wayne]
i’m weezy baby, back on tha scene, underground king
pimp c and bun, you my fathers im your son
group on 21s, barkin’ up tha ride
but really i ain’t trippin’ i jus’ like ta be high
nigga we sqad, we real, we pure
baby blue ferrari of tha nellyville tour
and we could all eat til our belly get full
if not we show our teeth and mack 11’s get pull
but that’s another story, lets get back ta this thang
righ na me and fi negotiating buy tha saints
we might buy tha rams, we might buy tha hornets
it’s scary boy young money cause all them b-tches garbage
your beef it better squash it caise right na we jus’ marching
if ya ain’t in tha band on expand it cost a margin
my hands is often frosty cause tha band on tha corner fifty grand on my fortress

[chorus: lil wayne]
this is the way we sqad
and we like ta floss
weezy is tha boss
i represent that dirty dirty dirty dirty souf
and we ridin’ chops
tha ones that never stop
tha young money boys and we sqad this shit out

[verse 2: gudda gudda]
it’s gutta gutta
streets representer
big benz whiper
i like lion hearts but i rather ride spinners
i’m smokin’ on that k!lla, i’m higha than a b-tch
we signed ta cash money, young money got rich
now you see we ball, now you see tha sqad
we pullin’ up in 10 different color bubble cars
i’m on a world tour and don’t gotta alb-m
it dont make sense but i make a lotta cabbage
i’m tryna get rich
i’m tryna get paid
i rip tha d-mn show and get head backstage
i’m livin’ in tha range, like i’m in a cage
i pull that thang out and send a couple ta yo brains
i don’t like tha cops man mothafuckin’ feds
i represent sqad up til i’m muthafuckin’ dead
a muthafuckin’ red stand taller than a muhafuckin’ hater gutta gutta
what tha fuck up!

[chorus: lil wayne]

[ verse 3: lil’ wayne]
i’m thinkin’ 22’s fa my b-tch new benz
i’m thinkin’ 2 new benzes fa my b-tch two friends
i’m thinkin’ no top in any kinda weather
i’m thinkin’ smokin purple and blueberry togetha’
i’m feelin’ all hawain punch is up fa’ serve
i’m feelin’ fuck what ‘cha say and fuck what ‘cha heard
i’m feelin’ sqad up tha shit, i know ya smell it
and tell me we gon’ do numbers like nelly
fa’ sure!

[verse 4: gudda gudda]
and i know young money bout ta fuck up tha game
and i know ya like that shit gutta spitt’n with wayne
and i know i rock platinum, fuck tha silvery chain
and i know niggas dissin’ but i don’t know they names
and i make b-tches scream when i step out tha coupe
and i make tha kids ask me where tha fuck is your roof
and i make tha rawest shit when i step out tha booth
i’m livin’ gutta muthafucka, how bout you?

[chorus]

- lil wayne lyrics

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