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sqad up - rock da mic lyrics

[lil’ wayne talking]
itz the sqad, yea, yea, itz the sqad, ya know
itz the sqad, ya know, yea , yea

[chorus]
itz weezy, ya know
and raw dizzy
u know who we iz
u don’t who we iz..then
all of yall should sqad up ya’self
and if you don’t like it you can f-ck ya’self

[raw dizzy]
itz feelz good when i’m after him
i’m young black azz slim
i’m cl!ck clat at him fo’ practicin’
a brand new platnium whip, wit factories rims
b-tches never smack up them
they get they -sses in
i’m dizzy, hot lyrics, i spit it
nope, i’m not kiddin’
the boys hot-rific
you might see me ridin’ in tahoes
flyin’ wit models, sippin’ on heinkein bottles
watchin’ channels
family thick like the sopranos
wit mo’ bread than macdonalds
in a whip fully dressed like systic primals
like i’m a….u gotch yours..gotta have cheese like i’m nachos
i’m dizzy, the raw-diculous
thatz the sh-t
cause i been had what it takes to whip this b-tch up
and..anyone who f-cks wit young nut
get a 12 gauge shotgun pump thru ya gutz
.yeeeaaa..

[lil’ wayne]
itz weezy and his crew
the s-q
and we know what to do
to go and get and get the loot
yea..still watch how u goof around dude
cause the dude still broom and move the whole room
oohhh..

[chorus 2x]

[young yo]
yo, u know
stupid hoe
no i ain’t cha daddy b-tch
n-ggas sittin’ in da caddy b-tch
and you better have my dough when u get at me b-tch
young y-o
the boy is back
b-tch like too short, i wuz born to mac
with the throwback jersey, wit the fitted to the back
20’s on the coupe
man i did it like that
(he did like that!!)
i’ll do it again
good p-ssy make paper
the dude a pimp
i’m a player to the heart
gang to the head
straight to the bed
do it straight to the head
s – q- a to the d till i’m dead
been lookin’ for a pimp, b-tch holla at red
u heard whut i said
know open up ya legz
and make weezy money spread

[chorus 2x]

[lil’ wayne]
big 20’s on the whip look sl!ck
leather seats, tele-v’s, extra keys
my brotha fee-fee probably out wit cha chick
and bring her home if her mouth game sick
don’t get me wrong
i’m the don of the cl!ck
a hotboy, i stand alone in this biaatchh
my glock toy all chrome
cl!ck…clicckk
sqad wit a chick
check my tires as i ride by ya quick
check my air hole tech
make me give ya azz a air hole neck
and we only f-ck wit ya girl fo’ that hoe neck
guess what
sqad up
baby thatz so next
cash money, lil’whizzle
off gl-ss, 500 degreez
young money
money young is a team
and the money ain’t as young as it seem
dollaz comin’
s-q..weezy
holla..i’m comin’

[chorus 2x]

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