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LIL WAYNE - weezys ambitions Lyrics

Money, money, money
Get a dolla and a dick
Weezy baby dat crack
Mother fucker get a fit
Got money out da ass
No homo
But im rich
Boutta ….

Money, money, money
Get a dollar and a dick
Weezy baby dat crack
Mother fucker get a fit
Got money out da ass
No homo
But im rich
Boutta ….

Money, money, money
Get a dollar and a dick
Weezy baby dat crack
Mother fucker get a fit
Got money out da ass
No homo
But im rich
Boutta go get surgery
And put some diamonds in my wrist
Yes

Yup
Ima motha fuckin trip
Ima trip to japan
And buy some brand new shit
900 to a grand get chu 28 grams
If you talking bout bricks
Im the inastate man
And the woman say damn
The niggas don’t say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed spring

Walking a thin line
gotta define mine
in
wit no pen
Im sorta like a bomb
boom
young tune
yeah that’s what my people call me
50,000 for the cars
trying to keep the refer off me

I drink alotta syrup
bitches say im sleep walkin
big money for the grillz
so im never cheap talkin
yeah
keep talking
the flame leap off
the hip and keep sparkin
pap pap sleep softly
yeah
nap nap
nap sack three 40’s
like fuck another nigga
Nigga just don’t be the target
young new Orleans nigga
nigga just don’t be retarted
we done lost everything
and you looking like a bargin

purple weed
purple drink
purple heart sargent
im the best rapper in the game
no arguin
and I don’t even right pause
im pauses
so keep ya bitch ass lines in side the margin

Lilwayne.com bitch log in
put a pillow unda ya knees
and keep ya jaws there
all in ya girls mouf
use her like a toilet
they usually wanna baller
and a young nigga ballin
Mike Jordan

pardon my swaggy
but my father riches fuckin
all my brothers left the family
we said fuck it
bought 2 houses in miami
I cant wait 2 cribs
and 2 bitches wont get at me
and ya rapper wont get at me
tell ya label contact me
hundred for a feature
wanna battle ill beat cha

ima beast
ima creature
ima son of ms seather
ma dukes
ma g
she da reason she da reason
every woman wanna beat her
boy diva not even
theres a 305 dime
I wanted eva since I seen her
gotta topic of this evenin
hotter than a tub steamin
got ya girlfriend dreamin
of one day bein trina

nada
sip seama
10 keys in the beama
gotta white girl driving
couldn’t do it much cleana
im fly in the sky
like the mother fuckin ribbon
bitches got my name on em
and dem niggas still livin
spend a condo in the club
one bottle wont do
2 bottles wont do
bottles for the whole crew
thanks
and bring me dat patron
i don’t play
no ice
I like my drink straight
not gay
and bitch dat brick come everyday
im paid
I wish a nigga come in vegas
blade
I stomp a nigga out
like I got ten legs
den they fish the nigga up
out da lake in ten days

behave
no hoe
im on that rage row
cash money
young money
hold that money h-o
and can a cage hold
this animal from haly grove
sorry mami I be stoned
I be I be I be blow
got me copy
rockstar weezy baby fuck these hoes
gotta pay me now
for me to even touch these hoes
price risin
fo sho on the floor

so either drama is my niggah
or dat boy got doe
go figa that’s my niggah
that’s my niggah
my nerve
If anybody else
wanna 60,000 a verse
 

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