[Hook]
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That mac-10 will get them off me
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Head shots, he still talking
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[Verse 1]
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You try to run up on Lil Wayne, I let you hold the slug
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The can opener, will make your jug open up
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I'm probly in the crib--baking Up, rolling up
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Cause I'm a nut wit the coke, call me coconut
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Bet I smack em wit the tooly, tell em straighten up
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I'm from the murder capital, you niggas baby butt
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You baby mutts get the fuck, I ain't a dog
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I'm a Boss Hogg, shout out to Slim Thugga'
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Pussy's spraying, that's a shot to ya brim youngin'
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I'm so Cash Money, right out the rim brotha
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Not out to get nothing but bread, I said I am
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Not out to get nothing but bread, I said I
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Slide out the whip, looking like a million bucks
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Don't touch bet this fucking full clip fill ya up
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Hollygrove in this bitch blocka block
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Make the chef pull the stove off the hip, cook em up
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
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If I was to let the barrel spin
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None of you niggas be standing
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I pull this burner out my drawers
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You gonna piss in ya panties
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On the block as a younging
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I was working that jelly
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Knew fat niggas kept bundles under their belly
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I? a motherfucking Young Money
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A motherfucking Cash Money
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Millionaire, Cash money Machiavelli
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They say dress to kill, but I look better at it
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Ready for anything, its covered like spaghetti
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I? a nice young d-boy baby
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I digest your man like a t-bone baby
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Keep on I got the heat on 80
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At 90 I? shooting, at 100 I? blazin
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Concrete jungle the wild-life pavement
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That? my life, my life, my life baby
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Don? get caught up in the twilight craze
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Or you'll be just another highlight baby
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
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Before I had my aim
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I still had a pistol
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Missing ya whole chest
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Hitting ya whole temple
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Like 95, 96 getting it in the rental
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So short I had to sit on a pillow
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Let the whole quaker sit on the griddle
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Cook em up and shoot em out like missiles
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Boot em up and call em out like bitches
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They ain't nothing but bitches
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They ain't fucking with this shit
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They swinging and missing
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My angle is different, they ain? seeing me
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Look into my music, that? the window to my soul
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See the g in me, long hair all black like Easy-E
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Little nigga got smack like the DvD
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Click-clack sound sweet to me
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Pap-pap you look asleep to me (what you saying)
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Click-clack sound sweet to me
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Pap-pap you look sleep to me
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Good night
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[Hook]
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Get 'Em Off Me
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Lil' Wayne |