Lil Wayne - Zoom Freestle Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - Zoo Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - Young'n Blues Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne - talking]
I met her when I was young and she was younger
With a body like woman so her age meant nothing
I had to get her number
After how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer
I'm wishing I could hit her all summer
And all she ever wanted
Was for young Weezy to love her
But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and dump her
But that didn't come easy
''cause she ended up being my baby's mother
And then I felt smothered but little did I know
I'd never find the same girl inside another
But I never thought that I'd be looking for her
And I never thought that late at night
When I'm in the mix...laying down with some chick
That suddenly it'll click
How this broad in my drawers don't know shit
Bout what I did 'fore I was big
When's there's a woman with my kid where I should be
She screamed to me (What?)
My love, my patience, my pain (OK)
Nigga please

[Chorus]
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse One]
I met her after the fame
And she aint even like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet thang
Made her into wifey and then reality changed
It was going good...I was happy again
But then things got rapidly strange
And it had to be Wayne
She was still a virgin
What more could I ask from a dame
But I was a bastard...I asked for the pain
Now my ass in the rain
And she got a new life...the picture flipped
And none of it includes Weez and all his bullshit (Shit)
And I remember the Bahamas for the weekend
We was freaking in the suite
And she looked sweet enough to beat it up
Till we began to sleep and I
I'm dreaming 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie
Told me keep it..she aint want moms to see it
And just think I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm seeing is nobody

[Chorus]
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse Two]
You see I never really ran, but no gentleman
All I know is big pimpin' ma'am
I'm just tryna be Weezy
And the perfect husband just might be too hard to find in me, Weezy
Baby girl you gotta work with ya boy
''cause all of that cursing it be hurting ya boy
Look for the better not the worst in ya boy
And maybe I can be ya boy...Ya know what I'm sayin'
But see this here is not your everyday love tune
It's the story of your everyday thug dude
And in your mind you prolly thinkin we don't love you
But on the real we just not used to what love do
And please consider that
We were taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes
Love pussy but you don't love them ho's
Love ya niggaz love ya children
Now if they got a bitch you could love that
Holla back

[Chorus]
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)
Young Weez'got the young'n blues y'all
(da-da-da-da-da)
I got the young'n blues y'all (da-da-da-da-da)

[Outro with Lil Wayne talking]

Read More

Lil Wayne - Young Playa Lyrics

Lil Wayne-
He he hee
I'm a young playa nigga, (what)
I get the game from the big tymers, nigga (what, what)
Who else? (Speak on it) On the real nigga, On the real nigga
Respect the game
'cause I got the game

Lil Wayne-
Y'all know who I is
Weezy coming thru in the bubble eye Benz
See me front in back with the wood all around
Plus I got that *boom boom* surround sound
Don't hate on me boy if you do *pow* get down
Come from under my shirt try to lift you off the ground
But on the other hand, I'ma keep running man
I got about a hundred coming up with three Hummers man
We stuntas man
I might stumble across a grand and give it to you wifey
And watch how she *slurp* on my pipey like a Icee
I might be in a Range that night
I might be in a Lex watching the game tonight
I got a hundred on Kobe, hope he playing it right
But if I lose, it's cool, that's some change lil shite
That ain't nothing
I ain't doing nothing if I, I ain't stunting
Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming.

Baby-
Slow yo roll lil one
You ain't glad it's bought
And Ms. Pat and gray head over there
In the back card gambling
At the bar dranking
But go head, just be quiet with 'em lil one

Lil Wayne-
Broads I use 'em
Hatas I bluse 'em
My whole front grill is full of confusion
Got dammit
Weezy pull up in a Porsche, expanded (expanded)
I was to the back, niggas couldn't stand it
Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished
I got it like that
Got Rolex, blue shit hard to say watches
Plus I bought all of my niggas Cartier watches
Weezy and his clique leave with forty b-e-atches
"Million Dollar Man" baby Ted DeBiosi
Catch me sippin on some Hen, maybe Covoursier
Sammy, Mario, tody Taz, that's my posse
And what
You might see me dippin low in a Benz truck
Tell yo girl hello
I done did her, what you muggin me for
Keep playin with me, I'll put a slug in yo do

Mannie-
Now looky here, young blood
Pull yo pants up on yo ass and put that piece of metal up in yo shirt
Don't make me get up out this wheel chair and kick yo ass
Now keep doing what you doing
Go head

Y'all know me, young playa, stomp with the big dogs
Play with me boy I give you cancer like menthol
Cough cough cough up
Got a cat eye benz on brollas
They call us
Uptown shiners
Original hot boy$ baby, big tymers
I spit game
Get in they head, they be like, "Quit Wayne!"
Half hour later, I'm in they split man
Hehehehe it be kicks man
Let me get real
I'll kill on the battlefield
Steal for the scrill
I will never leave my clique nigga, I'm to trill
I'm a little peepsqueal
But I'm a ape in that jungle
And if you get it twisted,
Nigga, I'm taking yo lover
I mean I'm raping yo lover
Leave her taste in my rubber
I'm a playa nigga, I'm a playa

Read More

Lil Wayne - You Want War Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - You The Shit Lyrics

Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, somthing gonna stick, believe that
F*ck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em n*ggas cut the check

I know you hustle baby I ain't gotta tell ya
You can give it everything but they take it if you let em
But, bills don't stop so you keep the money coming
Cause you taking care of mama, lil brother, baby cousin
The way you move you're body girl you know your gonna get it
How the f*ck you else you going where the shoe ain't fitted
Say hi to every hater, take a picture screen saver
Throw the middle finger, tell em bitches see ya later

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, something gonna stick, believe that
F*ck these other bitches, don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em n*ggas cut the check

Goin pick up all this money, I know you don't mind
Go on take it to the back and count every single dime

Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby somthing gonna give

With your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower
So when they talk money, baby tell em talk louder
Cause all that bullshit is smoke signals to the rider
You in it for the commission
Every muthaf*cking dollar

The way that body movin' it's hard to understand
You aint never been a bitch to execute without the plan
I ain't never seen a mark supplier without demand
And f*ck credit baby tell em broke n*ggas stop playing

Gun snooze off, just take them shoes off
Let me get that all, that body so soft
Cause you know it's gon count baby if you gon give it
And know it aint a life if you don't live it, baby

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, somthing gonna stick, yaa diiig
F*ck these other bitches, don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em n*ggas cut the check

And pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Show em what you got girl
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby, something gonna give, yaa diiig

You the shit, you the shit
Yeah mommy
You the shit, you the shit
Uh huh
You the shit, you the shit
Yeah mommy
You the shit

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby, somthing gonna stick, yaa diiig
F*ck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em n*ggas cut the check

And pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, somthing gonna give, yaa diiig

[Hook]
Show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, baby somthing gonna stick, yaa diiig
F*ck these other bitches don't trip
You've been working too hard, tell em n*ggas cut the check

Pick up all this money, I know you on your grind
Go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
Go on, show em what you got baby
Show em you the shit
Go on throw it to the wall, somthing gonna give, hear that

Read More

Lil Wayne - You And I Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - You Ain't Know Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - You Ain't Got Nuthin' Lyrics

Wait rats, I hate rats, I clean 'em out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax machine, asaneen
Damn I mean asinine, I'm dapper don
And after mine there will be nine, damn I mean there will be none
I will be one, Of the greatest things you've ever felt, you've ever seen
Or heard, Car-ter, hov-er, y'all scared, not me
Not I, call me young Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a noo-no, I bring ral to your fune
Damn I mean funeral, funeral
You say tomato, I say tomato
You say get 'em, I say got 'em, yeah I got 'em
Man you better keep paying me, 'cause you don't want my problems
I be wildin like (Capital One "What is in your wallet?")
You fly, but what is it to pilot?
Weezy I'm at the top, foot up in your bottom
Huuh, damn I mean, foot up in your ass
I kick that shit, now go'n put it in the trash

[Chorus w/ variations to fade]

Read More

Lil Wayne - You Aint Got Nothin On Me Lyrics

I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy deep
And fly with the tongue so if u feelin froggy leap
Kermit you better think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your song before ad-lib it
I pop up like Xzibit
But givin' I'm at your crib it's
Not to put no fuckin fish tanks in your Civics
Fuck getting your ride pimped
You'll get hog-tied whipped
Have you in da trunk curled up like fried shimp
It's been a good year maybe I should ride a blimp
Cause your boy jus stay above the game
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame
But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say another name
Take this family for a joke play them Wayan Brothers games
And I'm a get you sucka I be scheming with dis keenin
Aimin with dis Damon
I'm puttin dat major pain in
My lil man is on ya Marlon and Shawn ya
Lay da beef on dis noodle
Make some noodle lasagna
40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta
You reach for dis medalion you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers tired
I work da S6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop top, dey say it's Ocean Drive inspired
So you could call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab

Uh I get money like a mufucka
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mufucka
Yeaa money u wud never see yeaa
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me

I'm on da grind till da police come
With dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that semi twirl ya
Now you could follow the drip
Cause one shot outta the clip will Jberi curl you
Leave you sloppy like seconds
Obey me like peasants
Or get opened up like presents
Please, my young boys whilin for respect
Slit your throat, have you smilin witcha neck
Say cheese
My doughs a bit longer
My flow is jus slaughter
My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin with
I get money out the ass, that's some expensive shit
Haven't u all heard (what?)
Ya'll all herbs (yup)
I stick toothpicks(where)
In ya hors d'oeuvre
Listen,
I'm a shark, ya'll just coyfish (what else)
Octopus(what else)
Oysters
Haha
I got my eye on your wifey now (yea)
I'll have her lick me up(up)
And den wipe me down(down)
She told me you'se a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn)
She told me I'm a blast I'm a stud(daaamn)
She told me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin for da burn
So I gave her knee pads for da rug(haha)
It's skull gang from the chain to the lifestyle
You surf-boy dudes get wiped out(totally)

Uh I get money like a mufucka
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mufucka
Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me

Get you 3-4 get you like da number after 1 umma a get me 2
It's weezy f u now u gotta hava baby
My money don't fold nor bends
Mercedes Maybach, Grey black
And I gotta 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks
Fuck yo city and yo town, I state facts, take dat
No, better yet like diddy take dat
Wait rats, I hate rats
I clean dem out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax machine
Asinene
Damn I mean asinine
Dappa don
After mine there will be nine
Damn I mean there will be none
I will be one
Of da greatest things you ever felt you ever seen or
Heard carter Harvard ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
Call me young Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring rail to your funeral
Damn I mean funer-al funeral
You say tomato I say tamata
You say get em I say got em
Yea I got em
Man you better keep payin me cause u don't want my problems
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your wallet?
You fly
But what is it to pilot?
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your bottom
Damn I mean foot up in your ass
I kick dat shit now gon put it in da trash
Diesel

Uh I get money like a mufucka
Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You ain't got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a mutherfucka
Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
Yeaa uh
You ain't got nuthin on me

Yeaa I'm gettin money like a mufucka
Shades darker den a bitch but I cud see
I got everything
You got nuthing
You aint got nuthin on me

Yeaa I'm gettin money like a mufucka
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga
Yeaa

Read More

Lil Wayne - You & Me Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - ym salute Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - YM Banger Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - Yes Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - Y.U. Mad Lyrics

I bet I could turn a pussy to a fucking fire hydrant.
And I do it for my niggas, my mu'fuckin niggas,
Cause these hoes so thirsty like they got the fuckin hiccups.
I'm a beast hoe, to say the least hoe,
No cut on the coke, that's Coke Zero.
(Yeah) Tonight I'll prolly fuck another naked girl,
Party time, excellent, Wayne's World.
(Haha) It's cash money nigga, eat a dick,
Red hatted on lock, gave the key to Nick.

That's why you mad, that's why you (why you) mad (mad)
That's why you mad, that's why you (why you) mad (mad)
That's why you mad, that's why you (why you) mad (mad)
That's why you mad, that's why you (why you) mad (mad)

Read More

Lil Wayne - Worry Me Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - World Of Fantasy Lyrics

Yeah...
Empire...
Lil Wayne...
Question...
Cash Money...(Three)
Dope Supply

[Chorus]
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His Back agaist the wal
(Cut the music up in my phones)
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Living in a World a Fantasy)
Perfect
His back against the wall
(yeah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah Straight off the corner Apple and Eagle
Brave hard bitch like the times Im medieval
Married to the block, Divorce the Cathedral
Standin on the corner selling Porcelean to People
Forced into evil, Its all in your head
It's also cerebral, call me Canival
You follow when i lead you
Straight to the needle
The barrel, the battle, the beetles will eat you
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your pussy Second husband used to beat ya
Remember when i went into the kitchen got the cleever
He aint give a f**k i aint give a f**k neither
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features
You could smell the ether
You can see Cita
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
I am her voice and the World is my speaker
Im speakin

[Chorus]
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall

[Verse 2]
With my spine up agaist these
Tagged up brick walls
Fliip grams, quick hands, Quicksand Pitfalls
Big Balls intact, through error Syntac's

That Stormy Whether where the Trees dont bend back
Left home at 16
I aint never been back
When it come to being broke i say i never been flat
I punk ass bitch i aint never been that
Reminisce how Daddy cuaghta "slitch" in his lap
IN his newport box with only one stick left
Snort heroin then he'd shove me in the chest
Used to really believe, I never be the best
Hell must be on my shoulders Cuz the devil seent the rest
Right on it through his binge's and
Then poisinous Syringe's
Beaten on my mama kicked the doors of the hinges
I wish i was old enough to stop him when he did it
So long agao but even I cant forget it
So listen

[Chorus]
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall

[Verse 3]
Demonic in my presence
Street corner like a reverend
Tryna find the change, Shining lightining like im in heaven
Triple seven, Triple Six
Trebulations, Triple trip
Triple grip, triple spitiin' like a had a trple lip
Lets make simple sense of the main difference
Angel if Death's Wing gotta s sinner in a Clench
Revolver in my fist, Earthworm to a fish
Bait on the line watch me cath them with this
Hope flound compound off round White rock
Ballin like Earl man i go in his high tops
Third eye cyclops, beaten down by five cops
Left for dead and it aint even my block
Think of my pops, thinkin of my moms
Rather be just blazin listenin to Saigon
Cuz when u think up, God strikes you down
Body full of current lightenining never hit the ground

[Chorus]
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall
Living in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a World a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the wall

Read More

Lil Wayne - Workin Em Lyrics

That's why yo' bitch want a real nigga like me [x2]
She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes[x3]
Pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches[x3]
Work workin them bitches

[Verse 1]
Weezy F. Baby The mothafuckin Carter
Bitches on my stick, but my name aint Harry Potter
In fact, im very hotter
Yo' girl say the same, and since we like to travel, she let us run a train
And my deep hits put me in the hall of fame, i make her turn over everytime we play the game
Fly boy Wayne, ask them niggas how I came in a Ferrari, Jaguar switchin both lanes
Livin room, in the kitchen, On a plane, I get from A to B so comfortably
I.. do my thang ya'll niggas so lame, im so fly call me Soul Plane

[Chorus]
That's why yo' bitch want a real nigga like me [x2]
She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes[x3]
Pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches[x3]
Work workin them bitches

[Verse 2]
To him, im a killer.. to her im a lover
I always wear a mask, and I always wear a rubber
Yea im from the hood, but my crib in the suburbs
They love a nigga VIBE, so that's why i got the cover
My nigga Mac Maine is like a brother from another, we from the same hood we will kill a mothafucker
We eat you niggas lunch, and to bitches im supper
She ask me to go down, im like as long as I fuck her
I wear alot of diamonds, see baby im a stunner
So ride a nigga d**k for a baby bear Hummer
And homie u can have her cause I don't really want her
You put the dick in her, I put that dick on her

[Chorus]
That's why yo' bitch want a real nigga like me [x2]
She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes[x3]
Pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches[x3]
Work workin them bitches

[Verse 3]
Im hotter than fire, she wetter than a bitch
These niggas really pussy and im harder than my dick
I show too much love for you to be a hater
I ain't home everyday but im gettin my paper
I know whats going on cause im the creater
And since im so early, i holla at 'em later
I sound like sex comin through the fadder
(BITCH) Im the president not the mayor !!

[Chorus]
That's why yo' bitch want a real nigga like me [x2]
She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me [x2]
I be pimpin them hoes[x3]
Pimp pimpin them hoes
I be workin them bitches[x3]
Work workin them bitches

Read More

Lil Wayne - With You Lyrics

Read More

Lil Wayne - Wish You Would Lyrics

Read More