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Lil Wayne lyrics - I Am Not A Human Being

Bill Gates lyrics

[Verse 1]
Skinny ass pants
fresh pair of vans
if you niggas keep trippin’ nigga share an ambulance
throw up blood with my hands
my gang poppin’ niggas smoke that kush and not that reggie
for you name droppin’ niggas
all day I do it
I do it like Tony
got a sign on my dick that say "bad bitches only"
I don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
man I’m on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pu"
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too
yeah all my niggas nuts and I’m a loose screw
bitch I get big bucks pockets on bruce bruce
yeah I talk that shit bitch I got bread, bitch I got toast
welcome to the murder show I am the muthfucking host
they call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the fucking most
Im at their throats until they choke
the God has spoke I need a smoke man

[Chorus x2:]
All these bitches and niggas still hatin’
I used to be a baller but now I’m Bill Gaten’
got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
yeah life is a bitch but I appreciate her man

[Verse 2:]
It go dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters
now eat these fuckin bullets, don’t forget to tip the waiter
dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White
I’m high all day, you can call that shit a long flight
every nights a long night, every day is a holiday
I can fuck the squares now do that mean I’m out of shape
yes I talk shit, got to defecate to conversate
weezy fuck the world, yup I fuck it till it ovulate,
get her to the crib get in that pussy and just dominate
Weezy F baby and the F is for a finer cake
Polo Ralph Lauren bitch, yeah that’s what my pajamas say
big tall glass of some shit you can’t pronounciate
Beaucoup in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face
still I do not give you motherfuckers the time of day
pistol in your mouth I cannot make out what you tryna say
and if they want a war, then tell them mother fuckers bombs away

[Chorus x2:]
All these bitches and niggas still hatin’
I used to be a baller but now I’m Bill Gaten’
got a list full of problems, I tend to em later
yeah life is a bitch but I appreciate em man

[Lil Wayne]
Let it breath to em,
yes just let it breath to em
Young mula baby
Young mula baby
Young mula baby




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Gonorrhea lyrics

(feat. Drake)
[Lil Wayne:]
sound like my mic is right
ugh
I am not a human
shout to all my moon men
yeah they call me tune
got them bitches tuned in
its a crazy world so I stay in mine
and niggas don’t cross the line
niggas stay in line
like welfare I stay elsewhere
hotter than a devil, nigga hell yeah
roc-a-bye baby, homocide baby
thats more tear drops call me cry baby
what you talkin’ bout tell it to my nine
cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms
I’m a young God, swagga un-flawed
bitch Im in the building, you in the front yard
lifes a bitch knob, better yet a dumb broad
and I bet I can fuck the World and make it cum hard
yeah you boys is washed up
and I’m shittin on em like two girls and one cup
weezy baby aka bring the money home
pull out the AK and pop ya in ya funny bone
laugh now die later muthafucker
you’s a bitch like zeta phi beta muthafucker

[Chorus:]
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, i wouldn’t wanna be ya
pussy ass nigga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea
pussy ass nigga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, i wouldn’t wanna be ya
pussy ass nigga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea
pussy ass nigga I don’t wnat your gonorrhea

[Lil Wayne:]
Man I’m so tired of ballin I sleep a lot now
I’ll let my goons rush ya like Moscow
gun at ya eyebrow pow pow
man I ball hard even with 5 fouls
yeah we in this bitch like tampon’s
dump ya in the woods now get ya camp on
choke hold around this shit cause I’m so hands on
I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on
back against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on
diva in the room she blowin me just like a band horn
got her on her knees the same knees that she be prayin’ on
now she just text her girlfriend with a capital, You can join
yeah, what y’all wanna do I’m all ears
smoking on that head band call that shit Paul Pierce
I’m just so ahead of my time like dog years
ball like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

[Chorus]

[Drake:]
I aaaaaam, spending much more than I’m making on these cars and these vacations
is that too much information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, Im not even into racing
with a windshield full of tickets cuz I live right by the station
I aaaaam, tryna figure out why you so mad at me
yes I’m with Young Money tell the magazine stop asking me
I be with the dread with the tattoo’s on his head
and a flag the colour red like a fucking low battery (ok)
nigga peep the shit I’m wylin’ on
I be with your baby momma you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of styrofoam
big cheese big bread call that shit a calzone
I will break your fucking collar bone
us against the World better pick which fucking side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on
and we about to kill em C4 Mr Carters home.

[Lil Wayne:]
Yeah, I call it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
we some asshole niggas call us diarrhea
the money keep growing yep
its gorwing like a chea
yeah, I call it how I see it
y’all some pussy ass niggas we should call ya gonorrhea
uh, you keep talkin’ that shit I’mma see ya
kill ya senorita and and fuck ya mama mia!




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Hold Up lyrics

(feat. T-Streets)
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1:]
Bitch Im me, American gangsta
weezy F baby, born in a manger
trouble is my friend, I aint far in the danger
Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
New Orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego
all about my bread like bagels, they know
Im raw like Qualo, ball like gay hoes
weed so strong its like I twist tornadoes
spit like 9's, 4 5th’s, and 3 8 oh’s
niggas want problems, well I am problematic
Its back to pickin cotton cause you niggas cotton candy
Ima east side damu, deep water shamoo
shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the bedroom
pass that bitch down like an heirloom,
Tunechi

Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up

[Chorus - x2:]
Huslte till nightfall
Party till sunrise
Guns in the boxes
Dont make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
Fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit
Trigga finger itches

Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up

[T-Streets - Verse 2:]
Bitch Im streets, I rep that east
Gimmie the beef, I’ll put the beef in da grease
Kush in the sweets, your bitch in the sheets
I fucked that bitch, mission complete
Real nigga talk, Gangsta conversation
Im a real nigga dont fuck wit immitations
Young Money nigga aint no limitations
I dont play games niggas simulation
Which one of yall niggas say ya bout it?
Its a fucked up world T-Streets take ya out of it
Thats word to the glock.. Glock in my sock
who's left playin shields better stop at the dot
Hold up

[Lil Wayne - Verse 3:]
Uhh Married to the money, welcome to the reception
She came with problems, fuck it thats my step sons
Sleepin in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come
And I keep the toast turn yo ass to bread crumbs
Uhh based on a true story, I got a million flows they aint even 2 storys
Sleepin on the edge, I hope I dont toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird and thats how I get the worm yeah
Real nigga university, alumni
Just check my watch and that bitch say sometimes
She say when Im in her it feel like Im soul searchin
And they say money talks, well its my spokes person
Uhh grab a star from the sun roof
I fuck her in her dreams and make her come true
Young Money in the power
Send my B’s at you like a motherfuckin flower

Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up

[Chorus - x2:]
Huslte till nightfall
Party till sunrise
Guns in the boxes
Dont make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
Fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit
Trigga finger itches

Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up




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I Am Not A Human Being lyrics

I am not a human being
Uhh, Pussy for lunch
Pop all the balloons and spit in the punch
Yeah, kush and the blunts
I ride through your block see a foot in the trunk
I don't know why they keep playin
I better replay 'em
Giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland
Together we stand and fall on y'all
Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball
These days ain't shit Young Money is
Got mars bars three musketeers
Come through coupe same colour as veneers
And you know I'm riding with the toast, cheers!
Now I'm back on my grizz
And y'all's a bunch a squares like a motherfucking grid
Shit fuck with me and get hit
Shhhit I finger fuck the nina make the bitch have kids
Just do it my nigga I just did
Name a motherfucker deeper than me bitch dead
Ya dig, this here is big biz and I scream fuck it
Whoever it is

I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I’m not racin’
I thank God that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being

Now come to my suite and get lockjaw baby
Rich nigga lookin at the cops all crazy
Its the mob shit nigga Martin Scorsese
Heater close range, cuz people are strange
But I bet that AK 47 keep you ordaned
You cant see weezy nor wayne
Im in the far lane, im running this shit – hundred yard gain
Uhhh, swag on infinity
Im killing em, see the white flag from the enemy
Shoot you in the head and leave your dash full of memories
Father forgive me for my brash delivery
I will try you, I wouldnt lie you
I must be sticky cuz them bitches got their eyes glued
Young money baby we the shit like fly food
Yall cant see us – like the bride shoes.
I stand tall like a muthafuckin 9’2
I scream motherfuck you and whoever design you
And if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to
And we dont die, we multiply and then we come divide you.

I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I’m not racin’
I thank god that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being

Re-Reporting from another world
Magazine full of bullets you can be my cover girl
Ness go the weed thicker than a southern girl
Strong arm rap like a nigga did a hundred curls
Rock star biatch, check out how we rock
And if this aint hip hop it must be knee hop
Im higher than a tree top
She lick my lo-llipop
I still get my candy from your girlfriends sweet shop
Spitting that he rock im smooth not Pete Rock
And my money on etcetera – 3 dots
Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops
You better run mothafucka, cuz we not
You better run till your feet stop
You aint even on a fucking alphabet in my tea pot
Colder than a ski shop
Holding on to the top, and even if I let go I still wont G-rock

I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I’m not racin’
I thank God that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being




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I'm Single lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, camo shorts and bubble kush
We can talk she rather fuss
This and dat bout such and such
Damn, man where is the fuckin trust
Im tired of tha hootin hollerin
Im bout to take the coupe to collins
Then take a female to the islands
Uh then take her clothes off and do the honors
Yea she hear I'm wit dem otha bitches
I tol her mind her fuckin business
Shit she prolly out chea fuckin niggas
Im fuckin her friends now her friends aint even fuckin wit her
Damn she text me all day and night
So pissed off she aint even spellin shit right
I text her back and tell her it's life
Now somebody tell dem hoes I'm single for da night

[Chorus]
Yea I'm single make her have to cancel dat bitch like nino
I aint trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me
And I'm single yea I'm single and I'm single tonight I'm single
And I ain't trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me tonight

[Verse 2]
Dreads braided to the back
Im chillin but my swagg on full attack haha
And my girl actin like a brat
So wen she call I dont answer I jus write her back
She hate it wen I do dat shit
And wen I get home she go thru my shit
She call numbers back to c who dat is
Man I hate it when she do dat shit
Polo tshirt polo draws
Now make me take dis polo off
Girl u can get broken off
Yeah I'll fuck u for an hour den I'll smoke it off
Swimmin trunks and bathin suits
Den go in the bedroom and tell da naked truth
Dont wanna fuss aint tryna fight
Man somebody tell dem hoes I'm single for da niight

[Chorus]
Y-yea I'm single make her have to cancel dat bitch like nino
I aint trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me
And I'm single yea I'm single a-and I'm single tonight I'm single
And I ain't trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me tonight

[Verse 3]
Now she got on her fuckem dress
And I got on my double breast
And he been fussin all day wit her
And I make her feel special like a place kicker
She wanna b weezy f. baby sitter
Say she wish she could cut my dick off and take it wit her
I say hol up she say she jus playin
Den I falls in dat pussy like quicksand
Hot sex and cold wine
She left dat nigga hangin like a clothes line
I cut my phone off, both lines
It's bout to get nasty, pork rinds
She came hard, both times
We both say we single and we both lyin
We both wrong but it feel right
Put ya hands up if ya single for da niiight

[Chorus]
Yea I'm single make her have to cancel dat bitch like nino
I aint trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me
And I'm single y-yea I'm single and I'm single tonight I'm single
And I ain't trippin on nuthin I'm sippin on sumthin
And my homeboy say he got a badd bitch for me tonight!

[Wayne]
(yea) if u single den put ya hands up
If u single (uh) den put ya hands up (uh)
If u single (uh) put ya..if ya single tonight

Hahaha aww let me cut my phone back on man
Sorry but I gotta go back home it's morning (it's moooorning)




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Popular lyrics

(feat. Lil Twist)
[Lil Wayne - Chorus:]
She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass
She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
I’m attracted to her

[Lil Wayne:]
She a monster, I’m her sponsor
She run through my head, Chris Johnson
I’ma tackle her, get in back of her
Buss it open suck that pussy like the dracula
What your man doing? tell him fall back
Throw that pussy at me, baseball bat
I kiss her where she point
I make her lose her voice,
I see her when I want, call that viewers choice
Number 1 lover, she want none other
Dont need another one when we got one another
I take her out and then I take her down
I beat it up twelve round

[Lil Wayne - Chorus:]
She she got that good good
She got that got that good
She got she got that got that
She she got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass

[Lil Twist - x2:]
Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do baby on top of the world
When I’m on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

[Lil Wayne:]
Uh
She a monster, but I’m a beast tho
Take her clothes down, with my teeth tho
I beat slow or I can hit it fast
I do it how she ask, and I cum last
I bust her ass, we tare it down
The i gotta slit like James Brown
Its all love, I come back around
And if she back it up, then then I back it down
Tell me something is you ready for me baby
Take this beast of out my pants and let you pet it for me baby
My dick on professor Klump jump on this Eddy for me baby
And when you fuck with me they give you credit for it baby yeah

[Lil Wayne - Chorus:]
She she got that good good
She got that got that good
She got she got that got that
She she got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass

[Lil Twist - x2:]
Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do baby on top of the world
When I’m on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

[Lil Wayne:]
She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
I’m attracted to her for her atractive ass
So pack your bags, I fly you in
Soon as she land, we get it in
She love to put her legs around my neck
I promise if I fuck her hard then she gon choke me to death, ha
And it always wet dont know if she the best I ever had
But shes the best I had yet

[Lil Twist:]
Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
That I can do baby on top of the world
When I’m on top of you baby
Spend the night with me and get popular baby, po-popular baby

Hey and you get popular baby
And like a cradle I’ll be rockin you baby
I feel good when I’m on top of you baby
So Imma stay on top of you baby, hey

[Lil Wayne:]
You’ll be popular baby
I’ll be rockin you baby
I’m on top of you baby
And Imma stay on top of you baby, hahaha
Young mula baby




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Right Above It lyrics

(feat. Drake)
[Lil' Wayne:]
Now tell me how ya love it
You know you at the top and all of heaven's right above it, we on.. Cuz we on..

[Verse 1 - Drake:]
Who else really tryin' to fuck with Hollywood Co.?
I'm with Marley G. bro
Flyin' Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I wanna tell you somethin' that you probably should know
This that "Slumdog millionaire" Bollywood flow and uh..
My real friends never hear it from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
That's why I pick and choose
I don't get shit confused
I got a small circle
I'm not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same buildin', but we got different views
I got a couple cars, I never get to use
Don't like my women single
I like my chicks in twos
And these days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole
Plus I've been sippin' so this shit is movin' kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

[Chorus:]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top and all of heaven's right above it we on..
It's young money motherfucker if you ain't runnin' wit it run from it motherfucker alright
Now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig..
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first..

[Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne:]
Meet me on the fresh train
Yes I'm in the buildin'
You just on the list of guest names
And all my riders do not give a fuck: X-Games
Guns turn you boys into pussies: sex change..
And I smoke til' I got chest pains
And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James
Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been flyin' so long I fell asleep on the fuckin plane
Skinny pants and some vans
Call me Triple-A get my advance in advance, Amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand
Ugh. Wake up and smell the pussy
You niggas can't see me, but never overlooked me
I'm on the paper trail there ain't no tellin' where it took me, yeah
And I ain't a killer, but don't push me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Lil' Wayne:]
Ugh. how do he say what's never said?
Beautiful black women
I bet that bitch look better red
Limpin' off tour cuz I made more on my second leg
Motherfuckin' Birdman junior, eleventh grade
Ball on automatic start
I can hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense.. Check the paw prints..
We in da buildin', you niggas in appartments
Ugh. N-now c'mon be my blood doner
My flow so nice you ain't even gotta put a rug on her
Do it big and let the small fall under that
Damn where you stumbled at?
From where did they gumbo at?
Came got the beat jumpin' like a jumpin' jack
And you know me
I get on this bitch and have a heart attack
Hip-Hop I'm the heart of that
Nigga nothin' short of that
President Carter, Young Money Democrat. Ugh.

[Chorus]

Yeah... We on... Young moola baby!




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That Ain't Me lyrics

(feat. Jay Sean)
[Lil Wayne:]
cut the music up please
yeah I should never leave hip hop
controlled by my two hands they go tick toc
around the clock, yes it’s my time, my throne
better know the time of day in any fucking time zone
I’m feeling like I’m on top of the rhinestone
pull in the ladder from heaven about to climb home
mental thoughts are sharper than a pine cone
in this world of numbers I keep my nine on
and I don’t go to church because the line long
and the preacher he be getting his shine on
but I know my Lord I am God’s own
back to my hands, tick tick a time bomb

[Jay Sean - Chorus:]
Yeah, don’t you know I’ll be (I’ll be)
Yeah, don’t you know I’ll be (I’ll be)
I’ll be here cause I won’t quit yeah
you can try lock me up
you can try to break me down
but I stay strong
It’s my throne
cant stop now cause that aint me
you can try lock me up
you can try to break me down
but I stay strong
It’s my throne
cant stop now cause that aint me

[Lil Wayne:]
Try to stay afloat on my inner tube
when they turn my city into a swimming pool
before that, it was a living cesspool
we got get on our shit like nats do
police’s be on my tip like hats do
but I just stay strong like blacks do
never saved by the bell in a black school
and I stay in trouble like Zack do
and in this game nobody’s on my plateau
therefore my name remains like a tattoo
yes I take giant steps in Shaq boots
B-I-R-D man junior or Weezy F Baby

[Chorus]

[Jay Sean - Bridge:]
that aint me
See I won’t stop, that aint me
I wont quit, that aint me
no I wont stop, that aint me
cause that aint me

[Lil Wayne:]
Alright, I’m in their conversations
the titles up for grabs I’m into confiscation
punch, shot or stab now your the doctors patient
wild like an Arab from the Islamic nation
I get money round the clock, aint got no time for hating
and these niggas aint shit like their constipating
I get the coupe with the kit
watch me lobster red it
drop the top at the light thats when I be heading
so far ahead of them I feel outdated
but I feel electric like I’m Raiden
used to play Mortal Kombat when I was a couch potato
now I’m coming out with faders, no homo

[Chorus]




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What's Wrong With Them lyrics

(feat. Nicki Minaj)
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, life on the rocks
Too hard to swallow
So we get high till it feel like the sky low
Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo
Money is the song, pockets on high note
Do ra me faso
I rock like a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano
Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo
That's that nine nigga, lil rando
Sleeping with the enemy so I fuck the World
To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl
(sweetest southern girl)

[Chorus - Nicki Minaj:]
This is times up
Put your signs up
Made em pick my dude
I'm the line up
Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
You see money you call
Very few are chosen
Looking at the wall
You can feel them close in
Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them

[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, mind over matter
Money over all
The World is on my shoulders,
Shall I dust my shoulders off?
Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls
Fuck the bullshit, but just don't fuck it raw man
Pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going
And if you got beef I turn into a tenderloin
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
I wonder if you'll pay attention if I change the price
Life is my wife, till death do us part
Man I'm fly as fuck you ain't even next to depart
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne:]
Stepping on the bullshit
You can be my doormat
Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hatin' shit, four flat
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that
Yeah, now time's gettin' shorter
Life on ya head like fucking read carter now
Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border
So much money piled up I'm a motherfucking hoarder

[Chorus]




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With You lyrics

(feat. Drake)
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1:]
Shawty badder than a 3 year old
keep playing and imma eat her like a pita roll
Im just sayin with my love I could feed her soul
two day getaway and we dont need our clothes
we at the pool and she lookin like a center fold
two tattoos but she say she gettin plenty mo
She got Indian in her family, seminol
me and shawty go together like chemicals
and she get mad when I call other woman hoes
you send a rose, I pick some flowers and send her those
tall glass of Merlot get her in the mode
two tall glasses of Merlot get her out her robe
I whisper in her ear, than lick around her lobe
and when she check her watch, it’s never time to go
and with her brain she should make the honor roll
And when I came, she caught me like the common cold

[Chorus:]
God damn you the shit
and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit
And I dont really know how to handle this shit
But tonight its moonlight and candles and shit

[Drake - Hook:]
With you baby
With you baby
with you baby
with you baby
With youuuu and only you

[Lil Wayne - Verse 2:]
Uh I say damn I must be left cause you the best I ever seen right
shawty put me on, you got me gone like some green lights
See you with your girls, they probably telling that he aint right
Bet they be the same bitches at the wedding throwing rice
Lets get together over night
Shawty Im a pro and you are lookin like the protoype
But see that I took your advice,
sometimes you got to blow it twice then shake it up and roll the dice
Im cruisin on the road of life but I need a passenger
Appettite for lovin, ma im hungry like a scavenger
I-I be on that lavender
I-I be in the bath with her
Then I gotta go under that water like a mariner

[Chorus:]
God damn you the shit
and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit
And I dont really know how to handle this shit
But tonight its moonlight and candles and shit

[Drake - Hook:]
With you baby
With you baby
with you baby
with you baby
With youuuu and only you

[Lil Wayne - Verse 3:]
Now she dont know about me
But Imma put her on it
And she aint show up out me
But cant go without me
We probably aint supposed to be together
but I wonder if our love affair her could last forever
And shawty Im with ya
Smoke alot of weed but I could never forget ya
Then I told her to her face,
If everyone was like you the World would be a better place

[Chorus:]
God damn you the shit
and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit
And I dont really know how to handle this shit
But tonight its moonlight and candles and shit

[Drake - Hook:]
With you baby
With you baby
with you baby
with you baby
With youuuu and only you

[Chorus:]
God damn you the shit
and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the shit
And I dont really know how to handle this shit
But tonight...

[Drake - Hook:]
With you baby
With you baby
with you baby
with you baby
With youuuu and only you




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YM Banger lyrics

(feat. Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz & Tyga)
[Gudda Gudda:]
Ok I’m leaning to the left
flag in my right pockets
star track fly, unidentified flying objects
extraterrestrial I’m all about my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a special flow
sicker than your average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda speak crack and you niggas is crack addicts
the simple mathematics
you cut the check and I rake in the green like I’m raking the grass in
pretty bitches damn near feint when they passing
call my whip Martin but the first name Aston
potato head niggas get mashed when I’m spazzin’
think you fucking with me put your cash in, nah I doubt it
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was about it
you niggas is Ducks Howards, cowards
kill the competition and hsower niggas with flowers
this rap shit is ours
pop bitch

[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, uptown back in it
Hollygrove black menace
black clothes, black tennis
black semi,
I’ve never sat in hemi
that would offend me
try Maybach on Maybach
bitch I got stacks yeah
paychecks on paychecks
and I still want payback
and I still don’t play that
I kill on asap
and you don’t do shit but get money all day
put some shoes on my bullets now they running your way
YM young mula young money all day
where the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
which one of y’all say you want drama I’m honoured
I blitz your ass like a muthafucking lineman
stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of comma’s
still wear red like an old 49ner
fuck shittin on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby bitch I hotter than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

[Jae Millz:]
Mama aint make me to make homies
she make me to make history
so doing that’s my extra-curicular activity
bulldozer boy and my target is the industry
Two things I love in the World, good head and victory
you aint doing it big and broke stop kidding me
your whip aint up to date and your hoes look like Mr T
This is misery, no Cathy Bates
come at me sideways my money slap ya straight
yeah I’m a big joker so you know I special ace
leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy face
love is a gamble but it’s my casino
pretend that your the loser I hope that she [?]
I hope the game got life insurance
cause I’m kill it
and all you wack ass rap niggas dying with it
I’m so harlem eating but still starving
pockets full of fat like all I do is eat margarine
Millz

[Tyga:]
put the flow in the pot
crank up the notch
burn the song from a stove top
it’s finger licking hot
his pitch flip cause the nigga flop
my shit hit like the pitch was soft
niggas cotton balled
she dropped drawers cause she poppin off
her pussy cross guard but I don’t stop at all
I smash in the car, like fuck the fucking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna make shit done
the rocky shit [?]
shittin on em like hittin the barn
hey wait they say money talks
man you don’t speak at all
you shop at mini malls
my style two thumbs up like using analogues
I wreck shit for the recognition bitch
Jesus as my witness, say evision
I bore you niggas flame flicker
I melt pictures
Tyga skin aint drippin’




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YM Salute lyrics

(feat. Lil Twist, Lil Chuckee, Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz & Nicki Minaj)
[Nicki Minaj - Chorus:]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute

[Lil Twist:]
Yeah, uh
So sick with the flow
Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Been a pro way before Romo no T.O.
No wetting cowboys to a piston
A.I no wallace your kids getting demolished
I’m booking on your suckers like I’m just leaving college
But smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge
Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius
It’s YME nothing gets inbetween us

[Lil Chuckee:]
Tell Wayne I’m going in like somebody bout to bury me
In this rap game nobody could ever bury me
Thats why you see me on stage rocking with young money
I told my team I got us man it’s all on me
Like volume 2 BG I got my crew with me
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki
Everytime I’m on the track it’s ransom
Can’t find us anymore it’s random
When Young Money come through you better salute us

[Nicki Minaj - Chorus:]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
The salute
The salute

[Jae Millz:]
Hey I solomly swear if it ever go down
You aint never gotta call me cause I’mma be there
Lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shelltoes
Strapped like velcrow and this we running hell no
And truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we
You ask why I reply cause nobody remember 2 or 3
Cross YM and the hem will make a movie
We all that we can be, respect the army and salute we

[Gudda Gudda:]
Yeah, Young Money army we marching
We coming forward no warning
We got these boys running like Forest
So salute me like a general
First place never last
Always on top and I’m a cheif like a seminol
Got the game in a strangle hold no letting up
You can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up
Knock knock let us up, young money applaud me
And we’ll take the game out your hands like a joystick

[Nicki Minaj]
I’mma need my badges and my ribbons
Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn’t given
Everything that I’ve given, I swear I’ll never give in
Just look at what I’ve been in and this is just the beginning
I d-d-d-d-do it cause I did it for my ballerina girls
Blowing kisses to the soldiers I am Marilyn Monroe
But we shoot shoot shoot em up, camoflauge me,
Cuz Young Money is the Navy better yet the Army

[Nicki Minaj - Chorus:]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
The salute
The salute

[Lil Wayne]
Commander in chief
One hand on the World, one hand on the brief
I stand on the World, bitch I stand on the peak
Of the game, and the girls, and the guap, now thats G
Don’t ask me about shit but money
Fuckin’ right my money long I got that 10ft money
I get it fast when I get to the money
When I walk, it sounds like 10 foots running
I meant feet, I’m in deep like wet pussy
I’m a purple heart proven war vet rookie
You can’t even sit next to me
Now bring money or death to me or don’t step to me
Now don’t step nigga, march with me
To the steps of the card building
Like ain’t we God’s children
I know at all times God’s feel me
So I play my part until the war kill me
[during Chorus:]
Salute or shoots, Nick
Get this salute out my face!
I am
The 16 years better
I been in this motherfuckin [?]
All my motherfuckin life
But I still have that
My life

[Nicki Minaj - Chorus:]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
The salute
The salute