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Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Verse 1
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Yessir
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They can't stop me
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Even if they stopped me
Hahaha, yeah
Verse 2
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I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it
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I'm so on it and however you want it
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You can get it tonight, ho, and all night, ho
I get the beat from (Maestro)
A fuckin' right ho, I might go
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Crazy
Verse 3
on these niggas,
I don't give a motherfuck
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Run up in a nigga house and
shoot his grandmother up
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What? What? I don't give
a motherfuck
Get your baby kidnapped,
and your baby mother fucked
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It's Tha Carter III, bitch,
better put ya supper up
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Hollygrove, I throw it up like
I'm tryin' to lose my gut
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Fuck is up? Beat him up like
a million uppercuts
Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it
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Shit, get on my level,
you can't get on my level
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You gon' need a space shuttle or
a ladder that's forever
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However, I'm better,
if not now, than never
Don't you ever fix your lips unless
you 'bout to suck my dick
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Bitch, swallow my words,
taste my thoughts
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An d if it's too nasty, spit it back at me
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Two more inches,
I'd have been in that casket
According to the doctor,
I could of died in traffic
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Bounce right back on them
bitches like Magic
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Abracadabra, I'm up like Viagra
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I just do this shit for my
click like Adam Sandler
I control hip hop and I'ma
keep it on my channel
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Watch me, bitch, watch me
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Bitch, watch me
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But they cannot see me like Hitler
It's the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old its growin' white hair
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Young Money baby, yeah, we right here
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I'ma make sure we ball
'til we fall like tears
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And mama don't cry,
your son can handle his
I got her out the hood and
put her in the hills
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Yeah, when I was fourteen I told my
mom we would see better days
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And sure enough I got Miss
Cita in a better place
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When I was fourteen I told my mom
we would see better days
And sure enough we did
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exactly what I say
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I tell my girl "when you fuck me,
better fuck me good
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'Cause if another girl could,
she gon' fuck me good"
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No sittin' at the table if you
bringin' nothin' to it
And I get straight to it like
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its nothing to it
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Yeah, I got game like Stuart Scott,
fresh out the ESPN shop
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And when SportsCenter
poppin', everything stoppin'
But you can't fool me,
I know what you watchin'
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Me, you watch me, you watch me
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'Cause I be
Weezy, must see TV
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C3, nigga, that's me
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And I'm me, I'm me times 3
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So retreat or suffer defeat
I'm back, 3- peat
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C3 (C3, C3, C3)
Outro 1
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