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LIL WAYNE - The Rapper Eater Lyrics

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

Tool on deck, why would I lie
Nigga you a pussy hope you got nine lives
I could hit a nigga with the nine nine times
Country ass boy country like leanne rhymes
Mississippi d banner, and lilweezyana
Everybody got tools so you will need a hammer
I'm a pill poppin animal, syrup sippin nigga
I'm so high you could'nt reach me with a fuckin antenna
You're fuckin with his man, you could be this man dinner
The nine gimme brains but the ak add liver
Your rapper is the same flowin like a bad river
Make yo ass quiver like you naked at winter
Hollygrove hancho, hardtime giver
I'm a shark in the water you just long john silver
I got a girl you wanna meet her?
Her name is nine millimeter

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

Uptown new orleans like always
Cash money boys shine like ballheads
Big bezzel make my watch look like a hog head
But all I do is smoke trees call me log head
I'm butter on a bread like parkay
And I am all about me like do re
I'm in the hood, in the hood like dope yay
Nappy ass hair like buckwheat otay
Hollygrove, Eagle street be my damn hood
where you can get murdered for free like canned goods
I got 12 Barbaros under the Lamb hood
I could bring kentucky derby to the damn hood
Sunshine diamonds, *help me tan good*
And now I let it blow, like a bad wood
I call brisco, I'm on southbeach
thirty minutes later Opelacka is where I'll be

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

Man I'm so hollygrove
Stand strong in the water like a commador
Black holes in your white tee, dominos
Me n brisco cash money carnivores
Hehe, I am new orleans like carnival
And in the hood call me weezy the honorable
These other rappers so ironical,
And if I ain't in the mansion then I'm up in the phantom or Martygras
Yea, you know it, listen up man, dj cinema(cinewhat), cinematic,
Whatever you wanna call him, I need you to spin this thang crazy
Spin this when I tell you not to, talkin about 8 in the mornin,
To 8 in the mornin, ya feel me, yea, can fox holla at cha boy

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

I feel ya now, all new rappers today act like singers, r&b singers,
Ya ain't, ain't gona do that I got a situation, subject, I need a
Beat, i need a producer, what are you doing, clips amo, who we shotting, ima shoot em in the fuckin head i got bullets for days

Thanks to BOSS for these lyrics

Thanks to Jerry for these lyrics

Thanks to Kiefer for these lyrics

Thanks to Sean AKA Deluxe for these lyrics

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2010-09-07 09:22:05 by breezy f