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  • Snoop Dogg Urged Lil Wayne To Participate In A Verzuz Battle

    Lil Wayne could be participating in a VERZUZ battle, if Snoop Dogg has his way.

    While many artists have taken part in the match-ups arranged by Swizz Beatz and Timbaland, Lil Wayne has yet to put his own beats to the test against a competitor. Numerous fans would love to see Tunechi step into the virtual ring, and it seems that Snoop Dogg is one of them. The “Drop It Like It’s Hot” rapper was a guest on Wayne’s Young Money Radio show on Beats 1 and asked when the Grammy Award winner planned to star in his own music battle. “You the young GOAT! You birthed the second generation of rappers; you deserve to be in the race,” Snoop said.

    Considering that Lil Wayne has been making hits for almost thirty years, there is quite the collection that he could draw on if he agreed to a VERZUZ showdown. The 38-year-old has three songs that have reached number one on the Billboard Hot 100, 24 singles in the top 10, and five Grammys under his belt.

    Wayne did not dismiss Snoop’s suggestion — on the contrary, he joked that if he were invited to participate, Swizz would have to force him to stop spinning tracks. “If they start me, they ain’t gon’ stop me,” he quipped. “They gon’ have to ring the bell, ‘Tune stop!’ I can’t stop.”

    Neither rapper suggested who the “I Do It” star should go up against in a potential VERZUZ battle, but if Swizz Beatz or Timbaland is listening, they could be thinking that the two are big enough names to face off against each other. Snoop Dogg has expressed interest in taking part, previously telling Fat Joe that Jay-Z would be his ideal competitor as they were both at the top of their game around the same time.


  • Lil Wayne – Little Girl Eyes Lyrics

    [Intro: Lil Wayne & Reginae]
    This be recording-
    Is this gonna be on the radio?
    Yup, whatever you want it to be-
    Let’s just start talking, say what you wanna say
    What’s your name?
    Reginae
    Don’t talk to me say what you wanna say to the mic
    Reginae
    Tell them what they need to know about your daddy
    My daddy is Lil Wayne and he’s very nice
    And what else
    And he know how to rap, and he good to childrens
    To childrens, yes
    He’s the greatest daddy in the world
    Woah, oh, yeah
    Woah, oh, yeah
    Woah, oh, oh, oh yeah

    [Verse 1]
    If it was up to me
    You would never be, alone
    It was destiny, it was heavenly oh lord
    Now on the nights, we felt paradise overflow
    The life came and oh no, oh no

    [Bridge]
    And she like eh
    And i’m like uh
    And she like yeah
    And i’m like ugh
    Oh no, oh no
    But when I look into her eyes
    I see daddy’s eyes, I see everything
    That life is worth fighting for (Oh yeah)
    I tell my baby

    [Chorus: Lil Wayne & Lenny Kravitz]
    You make me feel alive
    You make me feel so, you make me feel alive
    You are my highest high
    You are my highest, you are my highest high
    All I can do is smile
    And all I can do is smile
    When I look, when I look
    When I look, In a little girls, eyes
    I see Weezy baby
    Oh, oh, oh When I look in a little girls, eyes
    Oh, oh, oh, oh When I look in a little girls, eyes
    Yeah When I look in a little girls, eyes
    And my little girls, and my little girls
    And my little girls, eye

    [Verse 2]


  • Lil Wayne – Hittas Lyrics

    [Intro: Pete Ross & Lil Wayne]
    Is it true you performed with Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards?
    I don’t know, but I know I did perform at this bad ass bitch birthday party recently. She’s crazy stupid thick
    Mack in here
    Pooh in here
    Scoob in here with me

    [Verse 1]
    Tell them hoes get they mind right, tell them niggas back up
    Man, I heard the truth is hard to swallow, do you have cups?
    Used the rope to hang myself to tie a money bag up
    Tell ’em get they iron right before Iron-Man come
    Tell ’em bring my car around, tell ’em bitches lap up
    I’ma cut this music down, tell ’em put they apps up
    Tell ’em throw they pride out, roll them windows back up
    Money in the air, who say white men can’t jump?
    Catch that nigga late night on the phone at a gas pump
    Let me get the phone and the car once it’s gassed up
    AK-47 make a sittin’ duck stand up
    I could let it blast, but I much rather have one
    Tell ’em bring my car around, tell ’em bitches lap up
    Then them hoes get passed down, then them hoes get passed up
    Sittin’ on this money to me feel like a cactus
    I’m stickin’ to this shit, you woulda better not hop yo’ ass up

    [Chorus]
    Tell ’em, I got hittas woadie (hittas woadie)
    I got, yeah I got plenty woadie
    I got hittas woadie (hittas woadie)
    I got, yeah I got plenty woadie (plenty woadie)

    [Verse 2]
    I got hittas woadie, yeah I got plenty woadie
    And they just wait for the word, this shit like Wheel of Fortune
    Goddamn, these snitches nosy, goddamn, these snitches nosy
    Nigga, I’m a ass with that semi, call me semicolon
    Yeah I got hittas woadie, yeah I got plenty woadie
    They kick the door and kill yo’ ass and leave the children snorin’
    I’m sippin’ lean out a glass, make me feel important
    I made some green in the past and now it’s good as golden
    Yeah

    [Interlude]
    Clearly, Lil Wayne answers to no one

    [Chorus]
    I got hittas woadie
    I got, yeah I got plenty woadie (plenty woadie)
    I got hittas woadie (hittas woadie)
    I got, yeah I got plenty woadie

    [Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Drake]
    I’m so lifted, I’m so lifted
    I wrote my will in hieroglyphics (in hieroglyphics)
    Weezy, where you been? The people miss you
    Crickets
    I got hittas and they not kidders, that’s my niggas
    You got niggas but they not hittas, they got jitters
    They get hit up, I’m placin’ figures on your niggas
    Takin’ bidders, you’ll pay niggas, don’t make a difference
    I got shooters, on pharmacutals, they armed and brutal
    Armed intruders, ’cause we don’t doo-doo, we drop conclusions
    I got sprayers, all type of sprayers, we gon’ need Google
    I got paper, on top of paper, we gon’ need rulers
    I’m effective, been doin’ numbers since Roman numerals
    Strong as sumo, we armed as usual, my hittas hungry
    Charleston Chew you, bazookas chew you, just like bazookas
    Don’t confuse ’em, we only hittas, y’all only humans
    Don’t get hit up, woadie (hit up, woadie, hit up, woadie)
    ‘Cause I got hittas woadie

    [Outro: Jacida Carter]
    He’s a very small child. And I just said he was a genius, you know what I’m sayin’? Which I used to pray, and ask the Lord to send me one. You know, he did. He’s so smart, I can’t teach him nothin’. He’s done been here before


  • Preme – Hot Boy (feat. Lil Wayne)

    [Chorus: Preme]
    I’m just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
    I remember you way back, back from MySpace
    Need a ’bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
    All these niggas lookin’ at me, lookin’ at me sideways
    Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    I should dread my head the way I’m feelin’ like a hot boy
    Hatin’ on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy
    Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
    And I’ma keep it like that, yeah
    Yeah, yeah ’cause I like it like that
    I’ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh, yeah, yeah
    Oh no, no, no, no

    [Verse 1: Preme]
    I pull the roof down just to look at the clouds
    New clique, called, "No Broke Niggas Allowed"
    Smooth bitch, smell like she came out the shower
    Move then, ’cause that pussy got ahold of me now
    You’re holdin’ me down, yeah, we runnin’ the town
    Let’s catch a flight and treat the world like a merry-go-round
    I got the ice, hombre, goons on site
    ‘Cause if niggas get to trippin’ then my dogs might bite, yeah
    I’m the type of nigga, hit it on the first night, yeah
    Swerve life when she ask me can she spend the night here
    Heard them niggas hatin’ on the team, bitch, I might care
    I could fuck the girl of your dreams, that’s a nightmare
    I could fuck the girl of your dreams, that’s an idea
    You know I’ma beat the pussy up, I don’t fight fair
    I don’t need the fake love, I just need the paystubs
    Quick to cut a bitch, but never take a paycut

    [Chorus: Preme]
    I’m just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
    I remember you way back, back from MySpace
    Need a ’bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
    All these niggas lookin’ at me, lookin’ at me sideways
    Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    I should dread my head the way I’m feelin’ like a hot boy
    Hatin’ on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy
    Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
    And I’ma keep it like that, yeah
    Yeah, yeah ’cause I like it like that
    I’ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh, yeah, yeah
    Oh no, no, no, no

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    Um… I’m just tryna hit it on the first night, squirt life
    She just tryna ride it like a dirt bike, swerve life
    I’m the livest nigga up in her life, sure, right
    And I’m the blindest nigga up in her eyes, now I’m preachin’
    Was a hot boy in my first life, word life
    Had to move on like a third strike
    Now I’m preachin’, lookin’ for the one with the curves tight
    Now I’m squeezin’, sexy Polynesian pepper girl, extra jalapeños
    Bring you where you’ve never been brung with my tongue, bae
    I could make you fiend for the D like a nun, bae
    Diamonds on me sing like they Harry Belafonte
    Skinny ass jeans and some OVO MJ’s
    Can’t go to the 6 until the record is a clean slate
    Might just grow a beard, be the mean New Orleans Drake
    Might just throw a party next door to where Preme stay
    As my mothafuckin’ keys shake

    [Bridge: Lil Wayne]
    Yeah, prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    Might just do some braids like Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy
    Used to have some wings, had to get them shits chopped off
    Might just do some braids like Lil Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy
    Yeah, prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    Might just do some braids like Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy
    Used to have some wings, had to get them shits chopped off
    Might just do some braids like Lil Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy

    [Chorus: Preme]
    I’m just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
    I remember you way back, back from MySpace
    Need a ’bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
    All these niggas lookin’ at me, lookin’ at me sideways
    Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
    I should dread my head the way I’m feelin’ like a hot boy
    Hatin’ on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy
    Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
    And I’ma keep it like that, yeah
    Yeah, yeah ’cause I like it like that
    I’ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh, yeah, yeah
    Oh no, no, no, no

    [Outro: Preme]
    Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that


  • Lil Wayne – Drowning Lyrics

    [Intro: DJ Drama & Vice Versa]
    Dedication
    Rest in peace Fredo Santana
    Say that she used to be a lifeguard

    [Chorus: Vice Versa]
    So much fake love, I been drowning, drowning
    Pop me a perc, in my zone and it’s timeless, timeless
    I’ve been so hot, tell a nigga come find me
    Been at the bottom, look down and I bet you gon’ see diamonds
    So much fake love, I been drowning, drowning
    Pop me a perc, in my zone and it’s timeless, timeless
    I’ve been so hot, tell a nigga come find me
    Been at the bottom, look down and I bet you gon’ see diamonds

    [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
    Don’t ask me for shit but this blunt or this dick
    Fake love in the air, love bugs turn to ticks
    That’s more than enough, Pink Floyd in the cup
    Burr, I always pick up, ‘less she callin’ my bluffs
    Smell it like a [?], light it, hit it
    Mix it with some molly now we gettin’ scientific
    Bought another house just to put more pots to piss in
    Bitches got they hands out, I shake it like we just did business
    This just business, wait
    Oh my God, I’m drowning in her kidneys, she like (ooh)
    I just listen and the higher notes she hit it
    I know I sound like a grisly and the cocaine look like crystals
    That’s that white girl, call her Chrissy, hol’ up, listen, see
    You fuck it all up
    You put that wall up
    You feelin’ yourself, but I can’t hate
    ‘Cause you got that soft touch, okay
    You standin’ in rain and drippin’ it
    You lookin’ for change but penny pinch
    You swallow your pride, I’m sippin’ it
    You dryin’ your tears, I swim in ’em
    6 shit

    [Chorus: Vice Versa]
    So much fake love, I been drowning, drowning
    Pop me a perc, in my zone and it’s timeless, timeless
    I’ve been so hot, tell a nigga come find me
    Been at the bottom, look down and I bet you gon’ see diamonds
    So much fake love, I been drowning, drowning
    Pop me a perc, in my zone and it’s timeless, timeless
    I’ve been so hot, tell a nigga come find me
    Been at the bottom, look down and I bet you gon’ see diamonds

    [Verse 2: Vice Versa]
    I’m off the codeine [?] in my cup
    Robotic coupe while I’m pullin’ up
    Was feelin’ down so I spiked my cup
    Was in need of you so I hit you up
    Hollywood, I’m in a loft
    Catch a plane, Randy Moss
    [?] ’em off, [?] ’em off
    Fuck the law, what’s the cost?
    Please don’t be [?] on me, ooh get the snakes on me
    [?] what’s the cost? Get ’em [?], get ’em off
    Pop a perc I take off
    Got a bitch [?], then she claim she from [?]
    That bitch a liar, though
    Say she a rider, bro
    Say that she also a model, bro
    Say that she used to be a lifeguard, savin’ you
    You don’t see me drownin’ hoe

    [Verse 3: Marley G]
    Marley don’t shoot ’em, but I still keep a chopper on me
    Trap in silence, if they want you know that I’m a-
    Niggas hatin’, debatin’, don’t wanna see me prosper
    My flow is ill as fuck, niggas better call a doctor
    [?]
    Back in the G I was flippin’, runnin’ through the projects
    In the backyard with Tune ballin’ in a pair of Balmain’s
    Last time I bought my bitches, I swear I love ’em all, mane
    I be high as fuck, I be fly as fuck
    My bitches is nasty, fuckin’ her from the back, she callin’ me daddy
    With two in Miami, all for the family, do it for granny
    I go with my move, nothin’ to prove
    Droppin’ Choos, wearin’ jewels
    Couple thou’ on the shoes
    Shawty wet like a pool
    Bitches see me and they drool
    We don’t [?]
    YM, never lose
    It’s my time, no snooze
    It’s my time, no snooze
    YM, never lose, yeah

    [Chorus: Vice Versa]
    So much fake love, I been drowning, drowning
    Pop me a perc, in my zone and it’s timeless, timeless
    I’ve been so hot, tell a nigga come find me
    Been at the bottom, look down and I bet you gon’ see diamonds
    So much fake love, I been drowning, drowning
    Pop me a perc, in my zone and it’s timeless, timeless
    I’ve been so hot, tell a nigga come find me
    Been at the bottom, look down and I bet you gon’ see diamonds

    [Outro: Lil Wayne]
    The craziest place I’ve ever seen a Lil Wayne tattoo on someone is… you ready? So, I’m ’bout to explain it, um… inside the lips of their pussy. Um, that’s just the craziest place. So like, even when you see the pussy, she can show any man her pussy, he won’t see it. She has to literally open her pussy up for you to see the name. Shout out- shout my homegirl, that’s my homegirl, one time for her. I love you, girl. What’s the craziest place I haven’t seen a Lil Wayne tattoo is when people come up to me and say “You know I got your name on me, but, like, I can’t show you right now ’cause I’m in work,” or, “I can’t show you right now ’cause,” whatever. You ain’t got my fuckin’ name on you, shut the fuck up


  • Lil Wayne feat. Juelz Santana – Bloody Mary Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Imma be alright because Dizzy here awhile, yeah!

    (Verse 1: Juelz Santana)
    Uh, ok, time to make my malt
    I gave ’em a head start
    Now I’m on my Nicki shit, I don’t want no, Fraud
    Tryna’ raise the bar, grabbin’ like I passed the bar
    You would think I’m ridin’ bikes by the way I handlebars
    New nigga in charge, it’s a new nigga in charge
    Poppin’ all these blue I might turn into an avatar
    They ain’t wanna see me back, he’s back
    Human cracking the flesh, sorry I had to relapse
    These niggas weed whack, I twist ’em like weed reps
    Still on my nino brown
    Still getting G-money on G pecks
    Those stunner man bussin’ like dollar man, it’s evident
    These hoes love me, they say my dick is they medicine
    Cosby spikin’ gelatin, still pushin’ and peddling
    Settling never I’m like DiCaprio in the Revenant
    Still whippin’ and stretchin’ it
    2Pac Ambidextrous
    I’m a beast, a dog, I see that money I’m catching it
    You hoe throwin’ it at me, I’m catchin’ it
    Don’t text me go check your bitch
    You don’t wanna get me outta my element
    From a tenant into [?] order my residence
    Phones still clicking I feel like a receptionist
    Like I’m extra-terrestrial
    My life’s a fucking movie, boy don’t get yourself edited
    I’m like Steph at the free-throw that piece blow, I never miss
    Taught your girl how to whip it good now she a lesbian
    You can level up, still won’t be on my level then, that’s level 10
    These niggas hot, I must be kettle then
    They don’t want the steam but I know you want the tea
    That’s your bitch when she only fuck with me, ’cause I’m ballin’ MSG
    Roof missin’ all this whippin’ I need two kitchens
    Fuck the DA I ain’t never been no school pidgeon
    Won’t catch me in no club unless my tool get in
    Be smart cause bounce he a fool with it
    [?] say it’s on, seven-eleven with it, that’s 24/7 with it
    Wherever whenever with it
    Your momma gon’ need a Church with a Reverand in it
    Just pray it’s a heaven in it and hope that they let you in it
    Boy I expose the truth in guys, cross me and get crucified
    War’s on, that bazooka rise, niggas get neutralized

    (Verse 2: Lil Wayne)
    Suicide, this is suicide
    Tell ’em seek and you will find ’cause Imma lose my mind
    Kick a nigga ass then give him my shoes to shine
    It’s do or die, I come from where we used to crime
    The Uzi-9 more important than the school supplies
    The pools is dry, my niggas and the food is fried
    The news is lies
    The pigeons is to spook the fly
    The rules deny
    All the tuckers goons is mine, that’s Tunechi slime
    They kill you ain’t gon’ do the time
    We unify, Young Money revolutionize
    The new design, we had to leave the flukes behind and super-size
    The numbers through the roof and sky
    Don’t look, too surprised with the lines we makin’
    Moves and strides, groves and vibes I’m too alive
    These hoes need to be supervised, they put on a cute disguise you grooms is blind
    She get dick in the Uber ride, Number 2 with fries, I’m pimpin’
    Now who am I? I’m who and why, I’m rude and kind
    My cars a computer, rise I’m cruisin’ by
    Smokin’ blunts Rubin size
    You fools can try, these tools getting utilized, you euthanize
    Prrp, skrrt, shoot then drive, now who survive
    We comin’ back to rewind
    I’m usually high, sippin’ on a Houston wine
    Feel humanized, I want my throne to recline
    Jackie Red, Julie Blonde, they cuban fine, I bruise their spine
    I leave and they snooze till 9
    Superglued to the grime, my crew my tribe
    These bitches try to divide, we too defined
    Got the drugs to provide the coolest highs
    The green is green and the white with the blue is ice
    The syrup in the juice collide, the two combine like suits and ties
    Magic, poof
    Goodbye

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  • Lil Wayne Collaborates with Juelz Santana Drops “Bloody Mary”

    Lil Wayne team up with Juelz Santana on new song “Bloody Mary”

    The new track is from Lil Wayne’s album “Dedication 6: Reloaded” which is on its way. It has been a long anticipation for a collaboration between the Lil Wayne and Juelz since rumors of them working on “I Cant Feel My Face” which is long overdue.

    Below you can listen to the track and leave your comments.

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  • Lil Wayne Responds To Paternity Suit “I Am Not The Father” Of 15-Year-Old

    Lil Wayne has responded to a paternity suit involving a 15-year-old and he is making it clear that he is not the father.

    Keiotia Watson filed a paternity lawsuit against Lil Wayne in 2015 claiming that he is the father of her 15-year-old son, Dwayne, a name she gave him after his alleged father. She claimed that she slept with the rap icon back in 2001 and got pregnant. In her suit, she asked the court to name Lil Wayne as the father of her child and order him to pay her child support.

    Lil Wayne pretty much ignored her case and she filed a default judgement and won, which means that Weezy would be required to pay her child support of $5,000 per month starting January 2016. Wayne is also required to cover the child’s medical and school expenses. The “A Milli” rapper is now responding to the paternity suit and one thing he is making clear, he is not the father of the teenager,” The Blast reported. He also claimed that Watson is lying because he never slept with her.

    Wayne is also arguing that he was never made aware of the child until the lawsuit, so he was never given due process to investigate whether or not he is the child’s biological father. The rapper also claimed that Watson fraudulently obtained the judgement against him by lying and deception. “I am the loving father of four (4) children, all of whom I provided support for since birth. Up until now, I have never been involved in a child support case,” Lil Wayne said in his legal docs.

    The Dedication 6 rapper added in his response to the suit that while he was residing in New Orleans in 2001, his schedule required him to travel out of town extensively. He said he did not acknowledged Dwayne Brown as his child and says its not possible that he is the father. Bottomline is, she wants a new trial and wants the suit dismiss.

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  • Lil Wayne Reveals “Dedication 6 Reloaded” Artwork & Release Date

    Lil Wayne has revealed the artwork for “Dedication 6: Reloaded” dubbed as D6 Part 2.

    The first part of the album arrived on Christmas Day and Weezy hinted last weekend that the project would be in two parts. Now we have the confirmation for the second half of the project and we also know that his new song with Drake, “Family Feud (Remix)” is the first song off the second part of the album. The new song dropped on the same day that JAY-Z and Beyonce released their star-studded music video for the original single.

    Lil Wayne announced the new version of the album on Instagram yesterday writing, “Ok I’m Reloaded!! #D6Reloaded #FamilyFeud Me and Champagne #YoungMoney Happy New Year!” He didn’t reveal the release date for “Dedication 6: Reloaded” but he did dropped some hints that it may arrive on New Year’s Day. Aside from Drake, Trippie Redd may be featured on the project, as well as, Juelz Santana and Future. The first version of D6 features guest appearances from Nicki Minaj, Gudda Gudda, Euro, HoodyBaby, and Corey Gunz.

    Check out the artwork for D6 Reloaded below and a short message from Lil Wayne. You can also stream Dedication 6 here.

    Ok I’m Reloaded!! #D6Reloaded #FamilyFeud Me and Champagne #YoungMoney Happy New Year!

    A post shared by Lil Wayne (@liltunechi) on Dec 29, 2017 at 3:53pm PST

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  • How Drake Cleverly Ended Meek Mill Beef On “Family Feud” With Lil Wayne

    Drake may have just made a bold move to end his beef with Meek Mill.

    The rappers have been beefing since 2015 when the Philly rapper fired off some tweets about Drizzy using a ghostwriter to pen his raps. Little did he know what was to come after that rant on social media. We’ve since learned that he did it because Nicki Minaj broke up with him and he wanted to get back at her. Of course, Drake emerged the victor from that feud using two fiery diss track including the Grammy-nominated single “Back To Back” and it took Meek days to respond with a diss track that earned him even more Ls.

    Since then, both Drake and Meek Mill did their own interviews where they both admitted that they might never be friends ever again and their feud may just turn out to be forever. On Friday, Lil Wayne drops his new collaboration with his protege, “Family Feud,” and Drizzy used the opportunity to extend an olive branch of the sort to his foe who is now incarcerated on a 2-4 years prison sentence for probation violation.

    “I need my paper long like “A Milli” verse, Or, too long like a sentence from a Philly judge, F**k is the point in all the beefing when we really blood, Nobody wins when the family feuds, ni**a,” Drake raps in his lengthy freestyle verse. In another line, he hinted that he isn’t really calling a truce, but nevertheless, he is sympathetic towards Meek Mill over his unjust sentencing. “But this isn’t all about calling truce, I’m still dishing out verbal abuse, That sh*t could get re-introduced if somebody got something they urging to prove, ni**a,” he continues to rap.

    Since the height of their beef in the summer of 2015, both rappers have been taking subliminal shots at each other in their songs, but this is the first clear signs that they could make peace. Drake also took a jab at Donald Trump on the “Family Feud (Remix)” as well as stated that he wishes he could fix Lil Wayne beef with Cash Money/Universal Music. “Ayy, tell me if TD bank is approving loans, I’m thinking about paying Wayne what Universal owes, My ni**a spend a lifetime going platinum and gold,” Drizzy raps.

    Do you think Drake and Meek Mill will make peace anytime soon?

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  • Lil Wayne – 5 Star (feat. Nicki Minaj)

    [Intro: Nicki Minaj]
    Tunechi
    Barbie
    Young Money

    [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
    I been smoking gas, killin’ bitches
    Man, I feel just like a gang-star
    Cover up my face like a ninja
    In this Alexander Wang scarf
    I’mma drop a bag, they gon’ pull up
    And then they gon’ let them things off
    I ain’t switchin’ up my hairstyle
    But my niggas let it bang off

    Percocets and Addies, lookin’ for a fuck I could give
    All these hatin’ bitches plottin’ why they can’t let me live
    Me and Weezy in Liv
    When my album drop these bitches is gon’ cry in the car
    All your yes-men out here lyin’, had you dyin’ to spar
    You was tryin’ too hard

    I’m out here livin’ though, I am out here livin’ though
    Me and Tunechi winnin’ though
    Slimes out here twinnin’ though
    I am on my pivot though
    I am just so pivotal
    Bands, I go get it though
    Weezy on his pedestal

    A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of gang shit
    All these plaques is piling up, it’s no where to hang shit
    These bitches pussy though
    Pushed them out my pussy though
    Niggas want my cookie though
    ‘Cause it taste like cookie dough

    Smoke, I got a free pack
    Flow sick, get a Z-pack
    Niggas don’t mean my race when they say she blacked
    I am the Queen (Facts)
    I’m everything she lacks
    Bitch get on your kneecap
    I don’t mean C. Kaep
    I’ll get you checked, pussy, I’ll get you a free pap
    You bitches don’t ball out, you get your QB sacked
    I’m OBJ hoes, break records like ankles
    I’ve been that bitch since ice cream with the sprinkles
    Tell ’em carry on, they gon’ miss me when I’m gone
    I’m gone

    [Chorus: Lil Wayne]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion
    Got them feelin’ like they five stars
    Your hoes throwin’ fits, my bitches patient
    Man, I feel just like a doctor
    Pop some X for my exotic dancer
    She start crying and said her job hard
    Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
    Now she screamin’ rest in peace to Honda

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go HAM
    Put my face up in her pussy and my thumb in her ass
    Make her do the jumpman, ayy
    I put her face down in the pillow, ’bout to smother her ass
    A fly yellow bone to me, I told her to come get a tan
    Now she butter pecan
    Oh, I got a Draco in the sofa
    An Eggo in the toaster
    A cradle in the chocha
    The yayo doin’ yoga
    And I wake up, smell the Folgers
    I don’t know how I woke up
    ‘Cause I was in a coma
    But now I’m in the moment
    Wearing high socks on the front porch
    Two cups with the mud flowin’
    The plug ain’t charge me nothin’ for it
    I cried tears of fuckin’ joy
    "LV"s on my luggage, boy
    Don’t ask me where I’m fuckin’ goin’
    I pull up with my skaters
    Make them beat you with their fuckin’ boards
    Sharp shooters like pool sharks
    Shoot you down in the Walmart
    Shoot you down in the parking lot
    Shoot you down in the food court
    Hit your crib in the steamboat
    And dissapear on the speedboat
    Act a jackass like Steve-o
    Then disappear like Ne-Yo
    Leave a red flag on your screen door
    Leave a red flag around your queen’s throat
    Leave a blood stain on your mink floor
    Like a red stain on clean snow
    That money gang, Five-hundred gang
    On that money train, and we walking ’round with bloody fangs
    Playin’ hunger games; mmm-yummy, man
    And we storm the block like the thunder came
    When my youngest came, that’s your mother’s name
    Hit the address, knockin’ down picture frames and other things
    Throwing up peace signs like stomach pains
    Sugar cane get took to Spain
    A kilo fell and it shook the plane
    A nigga screamed, the hoes wouldn’t complain
    I brought the AK with the knife, so the butcher came
    And the Nina came, and her sister came
    And what’s her name
    He’ll book a bang
    You don’t even know where to put the blame, that’s cold

    [Chorus: Lil Wayne]
    I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion
    Got them feelin’ like they five stars
    Your hoes throwin’ fits, my bitches patient
    Man, I feel just like a doctor
    Pop some X for my exotic dancer
    She start crying and said her job hard
    Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
    Now she screamin’ rest in peace to Honda

    [Outro]
    Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes
    Now she screamin’ rest in peace to Mazda
    Put her ass up in a dumb Mercedes
    Now she screamin’ rest in peace to Smart Car
    Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes
    Now she screamin’ rest in peace to Kia
    Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes
    Now she screamin’ rest in peace to Uber
    That’s some sick shit


  • Drake Hints At Lil Wayne Collaboration “On Dedication 6”

    Drake and Lil Wayne could be plotting a reunion for Weezy’s new mixtape, Dedication 6.

    There is a lot of buzz surrounding the project set for release on Christmas Day. Yesterday we saw Drake hyping up the mixtape while posting photos of himself and his Young Money label boss on stage. Although the pair has collaborated in the past on a number of singles, it’s been a while since we’ve heard the two of them on the same track. Seems that drought is now over. “There is a good chance that Drizzy will be on D6 and it will be a banger,” sources said.

    Last week, the two frequent collaborators performed together for the first time in a while at Art Basel where they once again reminded us that they are two of the greatest of this generation. Drake and Lil Wayne have previously collaborated on singles like “The Motto,” “Miss Me,” “Forever,” “She Will,” “HYFR,” and several more. The Toronto rapper didn’t include his mentor on any of his last three projects, Views, Nothing Was The Same, and his More Life playlist released this year.

    RELATED: Drake Immortalized Lil Wayne With A Tattoo On His Arm

    Drake shared a photo of himself and Lil Wayne on his Instagram with the simple caption, “D6.” Weezy announced the mixtape earlier this month telling his fans that he will be dropping it on Christmas Day. “It’s time! Sign up for updates and music before drop date! To My fans, I do this for y’all! #D6 MERRY CHRISTMAS,” he said on Twitter.

    Wayne didn’t give us any updates on his long-awaited Tha Carter V album despite promising his fans earlier this year that the project would be released sometime this year. Birdman also announced in January that the Carter V will be released soon but it hasn’t been forthcoming. Weezy is suing Cash Money and Birdman for $51 million over advances and royalties from his music. We will continue to update you on Lil Wayne upcoming mixtape Dedication 6 so check back regularly.

    D6

    A post shared by champagnepapi (@champagnepapi) on Dec 11, 2017 at 5:02pm PST


  • Lil Wayne Promises Fans New Album “Dedication 6” Coming Soon

    Lil Wayne said that his new album Dedication 6 is coming very soon.

    The Young Money rapper has been going through some struggles with his label Cash Money and former mentor and friend Birdman for the past two years and that has significantly affected how much new music he is able to put out. On Thanksgiving Day, November 23, Lil Wayne wrote a heartfelt thank you note to his fans while also announcing that D6 coming sooner than later.

    “Happy Thanksgiving,” the New Orleans rapper wrote. “I’m so thankful for all my fans for standing by me while I’m enduring this fight with this label. I ain’t shit without y’all! D6 is coming y’all way soon! Thank You.” Earlier this month, his manager Cortez Bryant revealed that Dedication 6 would arrive sometime in November. The month is pretty much over but the project is not forthcoming.

    Related: T-Pain Files Lawsuit Against Lil Wayne Over Royalties For “Carter 3”

    Lil Wayne has been working on the mixtape since last year when he announced that it would be a collaboration between himself and DJ Drama. There is no concrete word on what’s holding up the project but sources are saying his legal battle with Cash Money has a part to play on how he releases new music. Wayne is suing Birdman and Cash Money Records for $51 million and also want a judge to release him from his contract with the label.

    Happy Thanksgiving! I’m so thankful for all my fans for standing by me while I’m enduring this fight with this label. I ain’t shit without y’all! D6 is coming y’all way soon! Thank You

    A post shared by Lil Wayne (@liltunechi) on Nov 23, 2017 at 1:26pm PST


  • Kodak Black & Lil Wayne New Song “Codeine Dreaming” Was Recorded Months Ago

    Kodak Black and Lil Wayne drop some new music over the weekend and now we are learning that the song “Codeine Dreaming” was recorded months ago.

    The track is featured on the Pompano Beach rapper’s new album Project Baby Two: All Grown Up which was released on Thursday. Sources say the duo link up in the studio and recorded the track shortly after they made peace earlier this year. “This track was recorded around the time that Kodak and Weezy squashed that foolish beef,” sources close to the Young Money MC told Dancehallhiphop.com.

    “The two of them linked up and chopped things up through a mutual friend who has been close to Weezy for years,” sources added. “At the end of the day rappers should just put out good music and make money, beefing makes no sense, just get money and live a good life.”

    Related: Kodak Black Has A Stern Message For Lil Wayne, Will This Trigger A Beef

    During the summer of this year, Kodak hinted that he and Lil Wayne are cooking up something in the studio and last week he surprised his fans with the deluxe version to Project Baby 2, which includes this new single “Codeine Dreaming.”

    Earlier this year, Kodak Black disrespected Lil Wayne and challenged him to a boxing match. He even claimed that he is a better rapper than Weezy before calling himself the Lil Wayne of this generation.


  • Ty Dolla Sign, Lil Wayne, Imagine Dragons, Wiz Khalifa, Logic – Sucker For Pain lyrics

    I torture you
    Take my hand through the flames
    I torture you
    I’m a slave to your games
    I’m just a sucker for pain
    I wanna chain you up
    I wanna tie you down
    I’m just a sucker for pain (Dolla Sign!)

    I’m a sucker for pain
    I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles
    Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion
    We gon’ go to war, yeah, without failure
    Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog
    Love and the loyalty that’s what we stand for
    Alienated by society, all this pressure give me anxiety
    Walk slow through the fire
    Like, who gon’ try us?
    Feeling the world go against us
    So we put the world on our shoulders

    I torture you
    Take my hand through the flames
    I torture you
    I’m a slave to your games
    I’m just a sucker for pain
    I wanna chain you up
    I wanna tie you down
    I’m just a sucker for pain

    I been at it with my homies
    It don’t matter, you don’t know me
    I been rollin’ with my team, we the illest on the scene
    I been riding ’round the city with my squad
    I been riding ’round the city with my squad
    We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing
    Hold up take a step back, when we roll up, cause I know what
    We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in
    Won’t hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion
    I know I been bustin’, no discussion for my family
    No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy
    Like what’s up? Hold up, we finna re-load up
    Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up

    I torture you
    Take my hand through the flames
    I torture you
    I’m a slave to your games
    I’m just a sucker for pain
    I wanna chain you up
    I wanna tie you down
    I’m just a sucker for pain

    I’m devoted to destruction
    A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction
    I’m dying slow but the devil tryna rush me
    See I’m a fool for pain, I’m a dummy
    Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat
    Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat
    Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast
    And if I get stung I get stoked, might choke
    Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal
    Naked in the North Pole
    That’s why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul
    And only Lord knows when I’m coming to the crossroads
    So I don’t fear shit but tomorrow
    And I’m a sucker for pain, it ain’t nothing but pain
    You just fuckin’ complain, you ain’t tough as you claim
    Just stay up in your lane, just don’t fuck with Lil Wayne
    I’mma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
    Cause I’m a sucker for pain

    Used to doing bad, now we feel like we just now getting it
    Ain’t got no other way so we started and finished it
    No pain, no gain
    Never stand down, made our own way
    Never going slow, we pick up the pace
    This is what we wanted from a young age
    No emotion, that’s what business is
    Lord have mercy on the witnesses

    I torture you
    Take my hand through the flames
    I torture you
    I’m just a sucker for pain

    More pain
    Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
    For more pain
    Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
    For more pain
    Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging
    For more pain
    Got me begging


  • Running back – Wale feat. Lil Wayne lyrics

    Lyrics Wale – Running back

    B*tches want money stacks, I just want my percent
    She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
    You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
    These b*tches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in
    Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in
    The money be coming in, the money be coming in
    See you niggas just run your mouth, yeah
    My niggas, we run this shit
    The money be coming in, the money be coming in.

    Look, my b*tch is on Tumblr, your b*tch need a tummy tuck
    Since Jesus and Nazareth, the realest you’ve come across
    I be with killers just coming home
    They only hope is me and the Quran
    They only wish is for a new chain
    But they stuck up in the ankle bracelet
    I get the money stacked, see the moon’s where it’s sunny at
    And I move where the realest be
    And the quickest, see baby, you gettin’ lapped
    Yeah, the DMV on the map
    That’s a city, two states if you can count
    I’m as real as I say, I never lie
    So whenever I go, know I’m runnin’ back.

    B*tches want money stacks, I just want my percent
    She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
    You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
    These b*tches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in
    Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in
    The money be coming in, the money be coming in
    See you niggas just run your mouth, yeahhh
    My niggas, we run this shit
    The money be coming in, the money be coming in.

    These b*tches want money stacks
    Me? I want a hundred stacks
    These b*tches selling their soul
    Well, I want my money back
    She bounce it like jumping jacks, but she got a funny ass
    Look what them booty shots done to that
    That b*tch need her money back, Lord
    She like the finer things, she said I sent her a diamond ring
    She say I buy her all kinds of things
    She lie about everything
    I put her on time out and everything
    I cut the b*tch off like a thread of string
    These hoes’ll say about anything
    ‘Cause they know that y’all believe everything
    That’s why I get high about every day
    All of this fog like the weather change
    Turn the strip club to a hurricane
    We got that cocaine, snow flurry gang
    And we do not play games ’bout money, mane
    She do something strange for money, mane
    Yeah, I used to play running back
    I turnt that football to a money bag, I’m gone.

    B*tches want money stacks, I just want my percent
    She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
    You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
    These b*tches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in
    Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in
    The money be coming in, the money be coming in
    See you niggas just run your mouth, yeah
    My niggas, we run this shit
    The money be coming in, the money be coming in.

    We balling, we balling
    Balling (balling), hey darling (hey darling)
    Sweet darling (hey darling), you know we ballin’
    We balling, Wale, f*ck with me
    Mula baby!
    Yeah, Blue Moon, yeah
    We gon’ ball all season, whole season and post-season
    For no reason, f*ck with meee.
    Wale lyrics
    Video back


  • Hodgy feat. Lil Wayne – Tape Beat Lyrics

    (Verse 1 – Hodgy)
    Yeah, yeah
    Born in antagonism, sometimes I can’t even fathom
    Hopes man, I don’t even have em
    Burning ladders, bridges
    Can’t wait to get to a chapter where I’m laughing and living
    For what I’m stuck in a…indirect precision
    Digging through old folders for what I feel I’m missing
    This liquor, nine months ago swear I’d make better decisions
    I would drink by the liter of kittens
    My liver bleeds while I’m checking out instead of seeing the difference
    I’m…at the deceased, horse leaving an imprint
    While trying to beat the dead, you’re just feeding existence
    Sometimes you need to take a step back and breathe for a minute
    Before you overreact to the heat and intenseness
    You were weak and defenseless once you preceded the limit
    Then it’s not a scrimmage, the game’s to ruin your self seeking image
    All the chaos in the day lies the region for tenants
    You’ll go to jail and pay bail then the judge reads you a sentence

    (Verse 2 – Lil Wayne)
    Hello honey, I’m home
    I’m kicking out the weak and the timid ni**as
    They keeping it pimping, Weezy baby to an infant
    I’m growing
    You ni**as snoring cos you sleep with the fishes
    You’ll be like sheep to a grizzly, put my bare feet on them bi**hes
    And I keep a bitch with me, yellow as pee that I spit in
    I’ma breeze to the finish and I’ma weep when I win it
    I’ma sleep with the semi and never let people get near me
    When the reaper come get me that’s when I reap what I’m knitting
    So, you say you’re gangsta I’ma need some convincing
    Blood gang, creme de la creme is the Crimson
    F**k the pigs all day, even the guineas
    F**k the system, pull out
    And skeet on the titties
    It’s Lil Tunechi
    Started from a league now we swimming
    Put this hot red revolver to your cheek while you’re grinning
    I could cheat Roger Clemens

    (Verse 3 – Hodgy & Lil Wayne)
    Catch a ni**a riding deep in your women
    Beep goes the Jeep so we winning
    Friendless, compete with no ni**a but myself
    White sand and the beach towels hitting
    White man let my peeps outta prison
    I’m just saying what I’m saying
    But I’m saying, I don’t repeat I’m repentant
    Cut off the hand to hand out a sentence
    Ugh

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  • Ace Hood – X

    [Verse]
    Uh, some say I’m the voice, give my people hope
    I’m the chosen one, some say I’m the GOAT
    This that holy ghost don’t you overdose
    This that living legend hands around your fuckin’ throat, get it?
    I am a menace I am the end ain’t no fucking beginnin’
    It ain’t no question bout who is the realest
    Niggas are gimmicks they gotta be kiddin’
    Follow my lead and I show you the way
    I am believin’ and walkin’ in faith
    Real nigga shit we can never relate
    People are not who they seem to portray
    Look in my eyes look in my soul
    You niggas hoping a youngin’ a fold
    I know the difference to friend and a foe
    You know the way I’ma play them up close
    Told you way back in 08 I’m too cold Chincilla
    No I’m too raw you too flawed don’t act up Ben Stiller
    Feeling like Lil Wayne my block hot my shirt off I’m realer
    Please don’t push me cause you pussy like gynecologists niggas
    One for the people who counted me out
    Give them a piece of the beast of the south
    I hear the mumbles they cover their mouth
    I came to see what the hype is about
    Niggas in foreign cars with big rollies and a gold chain shit rented
    I just lol at you lame guys but I need to mind my business
    I’m on some hoodnation I am a first round pick
    I’m going hard as the pavement
    Wait on the day when the wave hit
    When I’m in Dubai I have [?] smoking on Shisha that taste good
    We had that suite on the ninth floor
    Living the vision we prayed for

    [Outro/Hook]
    Ooo
    Hope this hold you over to my next shit
    I been dropping hits I dropped another hit
    That’s right put me on some other shit
    I’m an alien that’s why I’m in this mothership
    She just ain’t my lady that’s my partner there
    I can’t even lie she got me pussy whipped
    I can’t even lie she help me elevate
    I feel so alive after I meditate
    Oo, got me stunting on my X bitch
    Oo, I had to block her like I’m Tetris
    Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick
    Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement
    Switch, got me stunting on my X bitch
    Oo, I had to block her like I’m Tetris
    Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick
    Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement


  • Ace Hood – X Lyrics

    [Verse]
    Uh, some say I’m the voice, give my people hope
    I’m the chosen one, some say I’m the GOAT
    This that holy ghost don’t you overdose
    This that living legend hands around your fuckin’ throat, get it?
    I am a menace I am the end ain’t no fucking beginnin’
    It ain’t no question bout who is the realest
    Niggas are gimmicks they gotta be kiddin’
    Follow my lead and I show you the way
    I am believin’ and walkin’ in faith
    Real nigga shit we can never relate
    People are not who they seem to portray
    Look in my eyes look in my soul
    You niggas hoping a youngin’ a fold
    I know the difference to friend and a foe
    You know the way I’ma play them up close
    Told you way back in 08 I’m too cold Chincilla
    No I’m too raw you too flawed don’t act up Ben Stiller
    Feeling like Lil Wayne my block hot my shirt off I’m realer
    Please don’t push me cause you pussy like gynecologists niggas
    One for the people who counted me out
    Give them a piece of the beast of the south
    I hear the mumbles they cover their mouth
    I came to see what the hype is about
    Niggas in foreign cars with big rollies and a gold chain shit rented
    I just lol at you lame guys but I need to mind my business
    I’m on some hoodnation I am a first round pick
    I’m going hard as the pavement
    Wait on the day when the wave hit
    When I’m in Dubai I have [?] smoking on Shisha that taste good
    We had that suite on the ninth floor
    Living the vision we prayed for

    [Outro/Hook]
    Ooo
    Hope this hold you over to my next shit
    I been dropping hits I dropped another hit
    That’s right put me on some other shit
    I’m an alien that’s why I’m in this mothership
    She just ain’t my lady that’s my partner there
    I can’t even lie she got me pussy whipped
    I can’t even lie she help me elevate
    I feel so alive after I meditate
    Oo, got me stunting on my X bitch
    Oo, I had to block her like I’m Tetris
    Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick
    Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement
    Switch, got me stunting on my X bitch
    Oo, I had to block her like I’m Tetris
    Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick
    Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement


  • RiFF RaFF – Fresh Pair Of Robins (feat. Dollabillgates) (Balloween Album) letras

    [Intro]
    Doors up

    [Hook: RiFF RAFF]
    [?] higher than a robin
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    A fresh pair of Robins
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    [?] higher than a robin
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    I keep a fresh pair of Robins
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins

    [Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
    Jumped out the Derrick Rose then I strike a pose
    Robin wings on me, I’m fresh head to toe
    It takes a lot of detail and precision
    You wouldn’t understand cause you ain’t in my division
    We don’t have the same vision, that’s why you ain’t my competition
    Two ears and one mouth, that’s why you need to listen
    More than you talk, Silver Surfer J-walk
    Gas pack global, talking on my T-Mobile
    Keep my syrup in me soda as I smell like [?]
    Thunder storm denim with the Robin jean emblem
    RiFF… It’s RiFF

    [Hook: RiFF RAFF]
    [?] higher than a robin
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    A fresh pair of Robins
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    [?] higher than a robin
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    I keep a fresh pair of Robins
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins

    [Verse 2: DollaBillGates]
    Fourteen foreign cars, eenie-minie-moe
    Ten pair of [?] jeans fresh up out the store
    I put the pressure on ’em, smoking pressure with my woe
    I keep my bitches fly, I bought some Robins for my hoes
    [?] doors up higher than [?]
    [?] then my outfit is illegal
    I’m hopping out the Bimmer, I’m rocking handmade features
    Robin with the [?] thousand dollars [?]
    Robins with the [?] Alexander Green
    Old school Chevelle, same size as Lil Wayne
    Zippers on my pockets, I secure the bag
    I ate already but I’ll still pay the tab

    [Hook: RiFF RAFF]
    [?] higher than a robin
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    A fresh pair of Robins
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    [?] higher than a robin
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins
    I keep a fresh pair of Robins
    Break them boys off with a fresh pair of Robins


  • Young Jeezy – Goldmine letras

    [Intro]
    Check, check I got ’em
    Pull the reverb up, turn me up just a little bit, yeah

    [Hook]
    Partied last night that shit was too crazy
    We don’t fuck with them, them niggas fugazy
    Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills
    We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh
    He said he loves his hood cause it’s a gold mine
    He said he loves his block cause it’s a gold mine
    He throwing up his hood cause it’s a gold mine
    He said he’ll never leave and it’s a gold mine, uh
    [Verse 1]
    Make that chip Mili Rock like on this gangster shit
    Whoever don’t like it, they can suck a gangster dick
    If she a real bitch then she gon’ keep it lowkey
    I don’t even got to knock, I got a door key, uh
    Any given night we in a (?) ho
    Bout to drink myself into a coma ho
    Don’t worry about me cause I got a driver
    And if he drive us in the river then I got divers
    Bitches so fly they need a runway
    My nigga tatted up, he with the gunplay
    Y’all do it for the ‘Gram, we did it with them grams
    Told y’all niggas watch the throne, so I’m going HAM
    Bout to put the game in a chokehold
    Jizzle bought the ‘Rari and the dope ho
    The bitches with me looking better than some pretty diamonds
    Got her dancing at my crib like it’s the King of Diamonds, yeah

    [Hook]
    Partied last night that shit was too crazy
    We don’t fuck with them, them niggas fugazy
    Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills
    We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh
    He said he loves his hood cause it’s a gold mine
    He said he loves his block cause it’s a gold mine
    He throwing up his hood cause it’s a gold mine
    He said he’ll never leave and it’s a gold mine, uh

    [Verse 2]
    Spot got cameras on the wall just like it’s Mona Lisa’s
    10, 11, chains like you been doing features
    Tryna tell me 1 on 1 that’s what you’re bout
    Tryna me nigga that I ain’t your (?)
    Let’s go, (?) the ‘Rari and the dope hoes
    Bout to put the game in a chokehold
    They ain’t come up on him in his G5
    Straight from Finger Lickin’ straight to G Fly
    You say you bust a move? Bust a move then
    Saw the mansion once and then I moved in
    Start investigating then I moved out
    Had to put the merchandise on a new route
    Keisha Cola mama nigga man down
    If I die tonight my funeral at the compound
    (?) that’s word to AG
    And if you thought that I was over then you are crazy

    [Hook]
    Partied last night that shit was too crazy
    We don’t fuck with them, them niggas fugazy
    Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills
    We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh
    He said he loves his hood cause it’s a gold mine
    He said he loves his block cause it’s a gold mine
    He throwing up his hood cause it’s a gold mine
    He said he’ll never leave and it’s a gold mine, uh


  • Travi$ Scott – The Hooch (Days Before Birds Album) letras

    [Hook]
    Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
    Mix up the hooch
    No this not Goose, this the hooch
    Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah
    Feelin’ kinda loose off the hooch
    Yeah, loose off the hooch
    Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch (it’s lit!)
    Mix up the hooch, umm yeah (straight up!)

    [Verse 1]
    Fly done changed
    All in the mall, I ain’t got no brain
    Doin’ shit together we can’t do again (straight up!)
    Brooklyn with the combo, I’ll put in pain
    Ooh, I’m back for another one
    Ooh, I like the way you wind it (it’s lit!)
    Ooh, I hate when we’re distant, yeah!
    Ooh, she want a Michael, she don’t do Jermaines
    Prince with the hundreds, yeah, purple rain
    Roll me up a Backwood, I can’t do no planes
    When I take a sip, I swear I know myself
    I can teach your ass the combo, don’t tell nobody else (Straight up!)

    [Hook]
    Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
    Mix up the hooch
    No this not Goose, this the hooch
    Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah
    Feelin’ kinda loose off the hooch
    Yeah, loose off the hooch
    Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch
    Mix up the hooch

    [Verse 2]
    Clark Gable
    Ain’t no actin’, leave your feelings at the crap table
    In the party, I got jiggas in my Winnebago
    Only horses, don’t do Porsches cause they’re never stable
    Off the hooch juice
    Off the hooch juice
    Pop two tens, that’s a twenty, we just started
    Damn I’m sorry if I end up crashin’ in garages
    Yeah, think you run your city but you’re barely joggin’
    Yeah, think I’m shiting on you but I barely farted
    Yeah might just cop the ‘parment, put it in apartment, yeah
    Biggie Poppa way I hit my baby, baby, yeah, yeah
    Lil Wayne on the bracelets for a Cartier, yeah, yeah
    V. Live or V. Live I cannot choose
    If I tell you the combo can I trust you?
    Umm yeah

    [Hook]
    Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
    Mix up the hooch
    No this not Goose, this the hooch
    Yeah, off the hooch (umm, yeah)
    Feelin’ kinda loose off the hooch
    Yeah, loose off the hooch
    Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch
    Mix up the hooch (umm, yeah)


  • Curren$y – All On One Tape Lyrics

    (Intro)
    Rest in peace Soulja Slim, Lil Snupe, Big L
    2 Pac, Biggie, Lil Derrick, Pimp C, Yellow Boy (?)

    Got me feelin like
    This weed got me feelin like
    This money got me feelin like
    (Verse 1)
    I’m hella high and these niggas so jive
    Hate in they eyes as I drive by, but never will I ask why
    It must just suck to be a never fly, underling
    This is a boss thing, and these are boss rings
    Sunshine on my fingers through the windows of the Gulf Stream
    What you know G? Hoe, you don’t know me
    41 millimeter Rollie, tryna be low key
    Please, them bitches spotted me soon as I slid in
    I had my girl with me it ain’t make them hoes no different
    They was still tryna get it
    But you ain’t gotta lie to kick it
    Might be down with it, if she dig ya
    I’m outside with the killas, talkin peace
    In the breeze, smoking weed but next week I’m Snow Beach Polo Skis
    Four inch freeze, me in the prime of my life
    I made the hustle and my bitch become sister-wives
    And now the love is intertwined, money on my mind’

    (Outro)
    Got me feeling like 8 Ball, MJG and Too $hort was all on one tape Lord
    Got me feeling like, Jay-Z, AZ, Nas, Rick Ross, Scarface was all on one tape Lord, got me feeling like
    Tha Dogg Pound, Nipsey Hussle, DJ Quik and MC Eiht was all on one tape dawg, Lord
    Got me feeling like OutKast, Cam’ron and Lil Wayne was all on one tape Lord, got me feeling like
    All on one tape
    Like they was all on one tape Lord, got me feelin like
    Soulja Slim, Pimp C — all on one tape Lord, got me feeling like
    2 Pac, Bigge Smalls, Eazy-E was all on one tape Lord
    Got me feeling like
    And Dilla did the beats
    Max B
    And then DJ Screw slowed it up
    Dom Kennedy
    Then Jam Master Jay did some scratches on it
    Big K.R.I.T., Killer Mike, Slim Thug, Gunplay
    All on one tape Lord