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Lil' Wayne - My Birthday
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[Intro - Lil Wayne] Yeah, it鈥檚 on Basically.. I got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Lil Wayne] Now let me talk my shit! Fresh up out the water like a caught fly fish Weezy F bitch I can say what I please Swagger so cold it stay when I leave I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas I kill dogs like I鈥檓 making chinese food Rude only when I gotta be Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me 鈥æ·ell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!鈥br>Shawty won鈥檛 be on my team, she could cheerlead.. Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T I make a snow angel Y鈥檃ll niggas squares, but aint got no angle My shit鈥檚 so tight you can get strangled It鈥檚 Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes Polo jammers, Louis slippers, call that 鈥減rivate plane clothes鈥br>I鈥檓 taking off, going to another land Call home, missus never going to another man Shawty knows Weezy, muthafucka, I鈥檓 a lover man Yeah talk that shit Tune! I gotta wipe my diamond Grill with a tissue I talk too much shit I eat pussy and you suck dick [Kidd Kidd] They call me 鈥淟il Nut鈥but my nuts aren鈥檛 the same No homo, that鈥檚 how I came in the game I married Mary Jane, I seen the Spidermane The shit that made Pinky blow Out the Brain brain Told Lois Lane I can鈥檛 be a Super Mane My whole ? is back mane and I keep that iron-mane Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out the game I鈥檓 back at the halftime like it鈥檚 just an ankle sprain Ain鈥檛 no one could do it better More hits than Eddie Guerrerra The flow like Eddie Monster praying at the competitors It鈥檚 mass hysteria, historic in your area 51 alien What planet is he from Huh? Ain鈥檛 no fun when the rabbit got the gun Picture Buzz with the shotgun ? All my thugs get dirty like we running in the mud We 7:30 livewires Unplug off the chain, utterly untame Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain Hard to come out, like a nut-stain I came from nothing, night, fucking calling hoes And flying planes, who the fuck could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda] So you mad cause I鈥檓 styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you a sissy like Sisqo Gudda, I鈥檓 the East gang schizo It鈥檚 no coincidence, man, I bet your bitch know How I knock her down with the Kosher dill pickle High yellow nigga but my hot dog, like nutskins Bitches aiming for the pockets? You get nuff skin Let me get back in it, bitch I just go head first, you be on that timid shit Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown (give me shit) My niggas Streets say 鈥淜ill them all!鈥br>Bitch, you know we got guns like the Pentagon I鈥檓 just eating nigga, I鈥檓 getting my dinner on And your bitch licking, getting her lizard on [Mack Maine] Talk reckless, I don鈥檛 give a muthafuck I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck I come for you and your kids like nigga what Niggas with elephantitis ain鈥檛 got bigger nuts Young Money nigga, big dicks, big trucks I鈥檓ma smash a nigga if he try to diss us Go to court, the case get dissmussed Cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us It鈥檚 Mack Maine, ain鈥檛 shit to discuss I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas for Christmas Then turn to their female dog like 鈥渂itch, what?鈥br>My niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis My dick big, that鈥檚 why I walk like I got tendonitis I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis The doc said I got a case of real nigganitis He ain鈥檛 got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it See, I鈥檓 a warrior, they compare me to Leonidus I got a set fee, I ain鈥檛 about discussing prices Cause I ain鈥檛 tryna go broke like Hammer or Mike Tyson Wish you could see my face now Feel like I鈥檓 ? See me in streets, be Street Fighting like Blanka or Bison Slicing, dicing like we butcher knifeing Wifing bitches, never, that shit is trifling Young Money the fucking nicest Put words together like a fucking hypen Nigga don鈥檛 make us start fucking rifling Nigga really it go to fucking striking We got a lot of rappers striking Standing by the harvest for fruit Waiting for the fruit to ripen We run up on niggas and jack them for their stipend You catch me in Minnesota like I鈥檓 a Viking I鈥檓 with every video vixen that you liking I鈥檓 the reason your bitch dyking Nigga dont want no beef, look at Kidd Kidd He like this How I get like this? I pop a nigga, break something like Midas Im trying to be modest, nigga, I鈥檓 honest Young Money, Young fucking Money And this is what I did for my birthday BITCH
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