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Get Off Me

Get it on wit yall

a millie

need some quiet

showtime

me and my drank

Get Off Me - Lil Wayne Lyrics

Shake it like a dog
Wrooof!
Turn around back it up now catch the ball
Wrooof!
Catch the ball
Wrooof!
Now catch her walk
Wroof!
Just pick ya ass up
Yah!
And let it fall slow
Little nigga but in that pussy
I stand tall
And tell ya man I beat up niggas like hard pool
Ya seen "The Color Purple"
And we don't smoke dat green
We smoke the color purple
Yah!


And we're not gonna stop just because
The feds and the cops are watching us
See we don't give a damn wat they say
We do wat we want to
Young money mu'thafucka
Got them hoes watching us
I say my niggas high
I like to fuck
And I can look dead in her face
And see that she wants to


And when we finish makin love i say Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me
She wanna feel this niggas love I say
Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around

I'm gon be hollerin like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me


Maacckk maaiinne
I say my chicky black bullets make a bitch get off me
(bitch get off me!)
I get like Lauren Hill I be killin em softly
(killin em softly!)
I just got copped a new whippin up interrior toffin
(interrior toffin!)
And I skin milked the paint to make it look like coffin
(it look like coffin!)
Vultures I dun told cha
How to roll up
(how to roll up)
20's on my coupe and 26's on my Rover
(26's on my Rover bitch!)
Money in my pocket and patron in my cup
(alright ah yah yah yah)
N I got bitches on my dick n I got bitches on my nuts
(we ain't neva lost)


Natural born hustler
Scisty individual
Play wit my bread
Shit'll end up critical
I ain't just start spittin flame
Boo been a fool
Balla baby
Pool in the living room
Unstackable roof
Mayback coupe
I cloey my bitch bags
Just except for ya boots
We do it b.I.g like gimmie the loop
U trippin off 1 hoe
Pimp I get em in 2
N when I'm done I tell em


Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me
She wanna feel this niggas love I say
Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me


They say what goes up must come down
When I'm high as a muthafucka right now
Give me a favor, lay a layer of pillows on the ground
Run around in a pair of shoes so fly
And a box came wit a paricuit no lie
Spitta nigga I be insight for so eyes
Spitta nigga I'm a delight to ya whole eyes
Neva give a bitch to a bitch
Wounderful mind


And we're not gonna stop just because
The feds and the cops are watching us
See we don't give a damn wat they say
We do wat we want to
Young money mu'thafucka
Got them hoes watching us
I say my niggas high
I like to fuck
And I can look dead in her face
And see that she wants to


Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me
She wanna feel this niggas love I say
Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me


Now take it off shawty
Take it off shawty
Take it off shawty
And when I'm done witchu
I'm gon shake u off shawty
Shake u off shawty
Shake u off shawty
Now wat u tell her girl
Take it off shawty
Take it off shawty
Take it off shawty
And when u done
Shake her off shawty
Shake her off shawty
Shake her off shawty
Now don't be hollin out my name like we was all dat
Dat pussy throwback
N u kno dat
Say bitch don't be hollin out my name like we was all dat
Dat pussy throwback
I really don't mean
To hurt her but I need some time
To be alone


She wanna feel this niggas love I say
Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me
Give me time baby
Just give me space
I don't want u around
Like bitch get off me
Bitch, bitch get off me

Lil spitta, lil boo, lil mack, and me too
Lil spitta, lil boo, lil mack, and me too
Allstar we in the cut
N brisco u kno watsup
Cashmoney, youngmoney
Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money
They ask me do I got a wife
Mo money, mo money, mo
They ask me do I got a life
Mo money, mo money, mo money
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Get it on wit yall - Lil Wayne Lyrics

I'm The Truth,
Why Would I Lie?
I Walk Around This Bitch
Like A Pilot
I'm Fly (I'm Fly)
Hello & Bye Bye
I Leave Ya'll Ass
In The Past Like Tie-Dye
(hehe)
Three Blunts and A Mai Tai
And I'm So Well Connected Like Wi-Fi
Me Real Dread
Them They Si-Vi
And I Murder Bill Nye
The Science Guy
I
Do What I Do & I Do It right
I'm a O.G. Bitch
Can't Chu Spell?
Fuck Wrong With Ya'll?
I Ain't Marvin Gaye,
But I Can Get It On With Ya'll

*Yeah, when I rap, my nigga it's so easy,
That girl's so thick, she remind me of suzy,
I'm cool but heated like a jacuzzi,
I'm the size of a mountain so bitch you can't move me,
Look homie, you not even on my level,
when it comes to battle MC son i kill several,
I get more blow then a tea kettle
tell your girl come suck my dick and then we settle,

Do What I Do & I Do It right
I'm a O.G. Bitch
Can't Chu Spell?
Fuck Wrong With Ya'll?
I Ain't Marvin Gaye,
But I Can Get It On With Ya'll

Microphone C-H-ecker
No Liquor
Just Painkillers & Prometha
Young Eckerds
*Jump A Nigga Ass
Like Checkers
You Can't Check Us
Or We All In Ya Face Like Freckles
Trunk Speckle
Big Shark Talk
I Swim Winning Wherever
I Walk With A Fork In My Pocket
Salt And Pepper
Feed Me Rappers Or Feed Me Beats
And If You Don't Be-lieve Me
Then Leave Me Be!
I Am Not Human
I Am Just An Illusion
Organized Confusion
Amusin! (haha)
I Am Not Losin
I Am One Of The Choosen
School Of The Hard Knocks
I Am Just A Student
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a millie - Lil Wayne Lyrics

I'm Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you can't beat em then you pop em,
You can't man em then you mop em,
You can't stand em then you drop em,
You drop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,


I'm millie in here with them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you wheelie pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli... the Vanilli's in here... I'm a rascal don't get whopped,
I get brats who don't give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")
I get tassel, pass you with a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like I'm Akon,
Cause I make cons... Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops I'm kamikaze drop a rock with them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really with the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guinea's with em bigger than a mini and remind I'm...
Illie and it's all off G piece and a P... G walk by beep beep,
With a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep...
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left... Ha

A millionaire I'm a young money millionaire
What chyall really want it naw
Y'all don't really wanna do it
If hip hop is dead I am the embalming fluid
And I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it
Notice I say 'it' cause to me, it ain't shit
Get. it.
Call me whacha like trick?
Call me on my sidekick
*Never answer when it's pirvet*
Man I hate a shy chick
Don't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
She changed her name to my chick
Hahaha, yea boy that's my girl
And she pops excellent up in waynes world
Totally dude you should
See their faces when they see that
This robot can move
And it's say...
Hahaha, yea
And it go...
That's right

I'm a millionaire I'm a
Young money cash money fast money
Slow money mo' money neva no money
What is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it
Tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I
Killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
It's like, the beat was screamin, murder me
And I'm a, murderer
So I murdered it

And you n***** is what I eatin I'll make sure of it
And he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
Sherbet him, I mean
Shame on him, or her
Cut her father up

This rap thang, this is my race
Gon' take a lap man weezy babys nursery
Now gon' take a nap man, it's nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time

Weezy... F... yea, ok
They say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
Who dat
Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't bic, but I keep that flame boi
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bowels

I don't owe you like two vowels
But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
Hahaha
And I'd rather be pushing flowers,
Than to be in the penn sharing showers
See Tony told us this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me

Man, life, just ain't life, without me
Hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me
Young moola baby
C3
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need some quiet - Lil Wayne Lyrics

Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine,
Mama You Wine Fine,
And On The Hush Hush, We Need Some Quiet Time.


I Get, I Get,
I, I, I Get So Deep In That Pussy
I Touch The Back Of Your Soul
You Gotta Man
I Bet I Can Make You Pack Up And Roll
Yea
Let's Ride Like We Attached To The Road
And If We On The Same Track I Hope We Crash And Explode
Yea Where Do The Passionate Go
I Beat It Up Forever
Girl I'll Take A National *oath*
Nobody Know What Goes On Behind
The Latch On The Door
And If You Throw It To Me Baby I Will Catch It And Score
Yea. Yea.
I Beat That
I Be Right? Right.
When She Call Me She Got That Shit That I Just Can't Avoid
She So Addictive And She Know That I Do Anything That She Tell Me
I Am Her Personal Sex Toy.
And Then
I Pop The Bottle Of That Cris
I Had A Glass
She Had A Glass
I Had A Glass
She Had A Glass Again
Ya Know.
Then She Was Ready
Got To It
One Time. Two Times
Hit Me Up And I *tap* That Ass Again
And I Told Her


Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine,
Mama You Wine Fine,
And On The Hush Hush, We Need Some Quiet Time.


I See Ya Walkin Like The Cameras On Ya
I Love Ya Backshots
I'm Like A Crack Head
And You Got Your Crack Out
See We Got Chemistry Baby
We Like Cat And Mouse
You Blow My Brains Out
I Blow Ya Back Out
Now What Is That About
You Got Me Sweatin You So Hard I'm Bout To Pass Out
And We Could Do It On The Beach In The Grass House
Say We Could Do It On The Beach In My Glass House
Uh Huh. Ah
Know What I'm Doin
I'm On It Until The Mornin
Hop On It Until It's Foamin
I Bone It Better Than Homie
I Want It Better Than Homie
Come On Get On This Pony
I Put My Name On It
I Own It
Thats Right
Pin Ya To The Wall
Give Ya Couple Back Bites
Give Ya Couple Thigh Bites
Then Here Comes The Highlight
I Could Make Ya Act Rrright
Take A Ten Minute Break Than Get Back Right
And Then I Told Her


Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine,
Mama You Wine Fine,
And On The Hush Hush, We Need Some Quiet Time.


Yea. I Told Her
Ya Mama Got A Be A Model Or Somethin
And If You Was A Wine Bottle
I'm Drunk
She Dance On Me Like It's Just Us Girl
You Could Make A Nigga Pay Ya Rent For 6 Months
Shhhh I Ain't Lyin Girl
I Could Make Ya Little Pussy Start Cryin Girl
You *want* Fire Girl
You Know The Fireman Could Put Out The Fire Girl
Are Those Applebottom Jeans Ya Wearin?
She Said These Is Donna Karen
So Tight She Can't Even Let Air In
Man I Swear I Saw A Blind Man Starin
No Lie. And I Hope She Take Her Clothes Off
So We Can Do It Till We Doze Off
We Fall Asleep Wit Our Clothes Off
When We Wake Up We Pick Up Where We Left Off
And Then I Tell Her


Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine
Mama You...
Mama You...
Mama... Mama You Wine Fine
We Need Some Quiet Time.
Mama You Wine Fine,
Mama You Wine Fine,
And On The Hush Hush, We Need Some Quiet Time.
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showtime - Lil Wayne Lyrics

Go!
I'm in love with a beauty
She is a cutie
somebody say they saw us kissin' in da movies
We had a drink or two
We saw Rush Hour Two
Then we went home and we made our own movie


Lights Camera Action ya dig?
Lights Camera Action ya dig?
It's showtime, it's showtime, show me yours show you mine

Like OoOoOo it's goin' down in dis bitch
Like a boxer in the first round in dis bitch
1-800 I would dicky down in dis bitch
Uptown in dis bitch don't make a sound in dis shhhhh
Now let me whisper in ya ear every single word your little ear wanna hear
Flip ya body over have no fear
Can I put my tongue hear until you tear?
Cry baby cry baby suckin on my titty
You know I like dem old I might have yo momma with me
I like your girlfriend and your girlfriendses
Honor my poll like a flag on da end bitch


Lights Camera Action ya dig?
Lights Camera Action ya dig?
It's showtime, it's showtime, show me yours show you mine

Oh shawty hold on can I holla atcha?
Oh shit! She ain't impressed she know I was a rapper
See I'm da illest motherfucka that could spit foreva
God damn that pussy tight than Tiger Woods' sweater
See my sex is greater cause my dick is bigger
I got that cum that you could drink like a *20* meter
So let me come and teach ya
I know you want it deeper
I put some money on dat hood like she was a Visa
She gets my ballz in her mouth like a Robert Seaver
She set it off on my dick I call her Queen Latifah
She gave ya blow on da go like a bag a reefer
She's a hood diva, so you know it's...


Lights Camera Action ya dig?
Lights Camera Action ya dig?
It's showtime, it's showtime, show me yours show you mine

I'm like, OoOoOo it's goin' down in dis bitch
Pull off bust a hundred rounds on dis bitch
All my nigga dawgs is dawg pound in dis bitch
And if I ever go down like you betta keep it shhhhhhhh
Cause girl it get no better
Looks sitting right hairy like a wool sweater
Seems like ever since I start stackin cheedar
Putty tat chase me everywhere like Sylvester
Droppin jaws faster than my eyes can undress her
Diggin like a pirate try 'n find the hidden treasure
Hundred pack of rubbers like I'm a try 'n break a record
Baby girl say she buy whatever so it's...


Lights Camera Action ya dig?
Lights Camera Action ya dig?
It's showtime, it's showtime, show me yours show you mine
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me and my drank - Lil Wayne Lyrics

Up in the studio me and my drank
Please let me be and let me do my thang
Think about a certain... certain somebody
That perfect somebody sexy purple body
She got service road curves and highway eyes
The road to her soul, just follow the road signs
And holla if you hear me I love it when she near me
I hate when she away and satan see the day
That hell freeze over me for I let her go
And let one of you bitch niggas get her no no no
You don't know how to treat her
You don't know that I need her
Hey... do you know that I need ya
Cause baby right now
I'm feelin like the whole world is against me
Ever since the death of pimp c
But me I'm up in the studio me and my drank
Me and my drank me and my drank
I'm up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
You sit on 24's I sip on 24's
You sit on 24's I sip on 24's
Drop a 4 on a 20 ounce
And call it 24's
Drop a 4 on a 20 ounce
And call it 24's
I'm ridin out leaning never nodding out
My girl trippin and damn I gotta hear my momma mouth
My home bois say I should slow down a little
But this shit that I'm on make me slow down a lot
You bottle pop, I buy a bottle pop
Drop some syrup in it, get on my waffle house
I live in wayne's world rappers is out the south
And this is how we do it, do it in the south
One more oounce will make me feel so great
Wait... now I can't feel my face
Um up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me


Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank


So far all of ya who ain't heard of him
Mr. M.O.E. the barre baby
Was a southside living legend of 3rd ward
And it all started a 93
Highschool he was a fool he was only 18
With the dreams of becoming a ghetto superstar
Rollin in foreign cars through the streets of 3rd ward
It was all momma leave em with a trace of Mo E
And promethyzein and he a codeine fiend
And his team was the coldest everyday they rolled big
Niggas didn't hold that dick cause that's that screwed up click
Barre Baby, barre Baby, barre baby,
I sip that Big Mo, I drink that Pimp c
Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C
I sip that Big Mo, I drink that pimp c
Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C
And fuck what they say
Mr.DJ Screw I'm a do this for you


Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank


Yea... Uhuh... Yea
I usually don't do this but...
Ahem...
Yea T you gotta feel me
Sippin on some drink the color purple like sili
Really they say I should chill before it kills me
But so will a car crash or a nine milli
And I ain't even mention cigarettes or airplanes
So grab a spite heres a pint we can share Wayne
Yea Mayne... tastes so sweet and I ain't gonna have a seat
Cause I don't wanna fall asleep
So just pour it in my drink and I'm a sip till I lean hard
Drink got me moving slower than a retard
So press record and hear these hot raps
I'm in the booth cup on me like a jock-strap
And I will not nap until the bottles empty
Then I pour a little more for past Screw and Pimp C
And I would stop but believe it I can't
So till Short is gone it's just me and my drink


Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank


Up in the studio me and my drink, me and my drink, me and my drink
Me and my drink
Up in the studio someone pour another 4
OOo... hoooaaa
Yea...
I told a bitch one more ounce will make me feel so great
Wait... now I can't feel my face
Will somebody please please double cup me
And tell the world please please don't judge me
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me
You sit on 24's... we sip on 24's
You sit on 24's... we we we
Drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's
Drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's


I'm in the lab no pad no pen just a styrofoam cup so I can pour 4 in

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