Lil' Wayne - 6 Minutes lyrics
rate me{Cassidy speaks in the beginning and between each verse}<br />
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[Cassidy]<br />
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler<br />
And I brought two of my niggaz with me<br />
And we about to shut the industry down<br />
Aiyyo Wheezy let's get it poppin! <br />
<br />
[Lil Wayne]<br />
Hit me! <br />
Front that shit this the south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide<br />
I've come to take outside, nah do it right here<br />
Hop out later owning on everybody's home that you fuckin with<br />
Wheezy F baby, please say the baby<br />
Riding with your bitch got keys on the lady<br />
Triple gold these four tires on the whip<br />
Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip<br />
Yeah, higher than an angel, or hotter than the devil<br />
The pot or kettle, uh<br />
The metal let 'em burn like Earth shiver births, uh<br />
If there's any beef I come running like Mertz, uh<br />
Word up, eagle street I'm throwing my curve up<br />
We take your ice cream and turn you into sherbert<br />
I got flow I'm like "Sure" but, if it's about dough I'm like "Sure 'nuff"<br />
I'm from the bird bunch, Birdman Jr. you niggaz bird lunch<br />
I see your lips moving but I ain't heard much<br />
You see the wirst moving, it look like pure punch<br />
I hear the playa hating but I don't endorse such<br />
I got the Escalade, guts like the tour bus<br />
I got the styrofoam poured up with syrup<br />
And in the tires little package is gone<br />
Might I spend a good deal with these Firestones<br />
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers<br />
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers<br />
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't stopping<br />
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin<br />
And that's how we rocking<br />
How can you hear that bop unless I'm be-bopping<br />
Yeah skip when you hear that click<br />
Cash money nigga I'm that shit<br />
I leave the begging ungh! <br />
<br />
[Cassidy]<br />
That's what I'm talking about<br />
Now Fab, spit at these niggaz and let them know why they ain't fuckin with you<br />
<br />
[Fabolous]<br />
Your goddamn right I'm feeling myself<br />
A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself<br />
Looking for a chick chilling for self<br />
So I can show her the suicides and talk her into killing herself<br />
I'm having problems dealing with wealth<br />
But you wouldn't understand it, until you get a million yourself<br />
You niggaz must've got a deal for your health<br />
Your cd is frozen food, it just chills on the shelf<br />
I spend big, at any time I can start splurging<br />
The twin cigs open chests like a heart surgeon<br />
And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue collar crook<br />
But I keep a stack thick as few college books<br />
I got a new polished look<br />
And twenty dime bitches, to show y'all niggaz how my two dollars look<br />
The boy's got at least six digits on<br />
So the guns gotta be at least midget long<br />
The money, is like ten bridges long<br />
I throw bread around just to turn pigeons on<br />
I got some good smoke just for puffers<br />
The two grand twenty's make the hustlers suffer<br />
Plus it's fluffer, than a cotton ball<br />
I've gotten calls wanting me to put the pot in malls<br />
But nowadays you can't put it past 'em<br />
I got a Dan Marino arm, I'm bout to throw some bullets past 'em<br />
And the niggaz in the hood keep quoting my lines<br />
I don't jump ship I keep floating in mine<br />
Long as I keep toting I'm fine<br />
I'mma have these dick sucking niggaz deep-throating the nine<br />
I jumped in the English ship, Benzed whip<br />
It's Terminator 2 chrome the engines dip<br />
I'm reading scripts no, not the penmanship (no)<br />
The box-office shit (yeah), I box off this bitch (yeah)<br />
Jessica Alba, Kirsten Dunst<br />
And still make a mil' off the first of months<br />
These dudes be the first to front<br />
'Til they family and friends is in limos, they in hearse in front<br />
I'm in the top position, I can make you a proposition<br />
I'm in the hard top waiting on the drop edition<br />
To hell with the patience<br />
I'mma send a nigga down under like Australia vacations<br />
<br />
[Cassidy]<br />
Yeah it is what it is, my niggaz just killed y'all and I'mma close the casket<br />
I'm tryin not to let this industry get the best of me y'all<br />
I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all<br />
All they do is complain what they expect from me y'all<br />
From the hood to Hollywood they respecting me y'all<br />
And even overseas they accepting me y'all<br />
All the ladies show me love, the thugs repping me y'all<br />
I get a lot of dirty money so respect me or fall<br />
But I'm saving all my checks, I'm investing 'em all<br />
They say, what goes up is gon' definitely fall<br />
Even the stars work success, it's my destiny y'all<br />
Look, I cook tracks I got the recipe y'all<br />
You can't name another cat that can mess with me y'all<br />
At the shows all the hoes be molesting me y'all<br />
I got broads crying trying to get next to me y'all<br />
I got broads craving begging to have sex with me y'all<br />
Screaming, "Cash you don't know how sexy you are!"<br />
And I'm happy I'm alive, God's blessing me y'all<br />
And all the problems that arrive is God testing me y'all<br />
So I pray everyday but I ain't praying too much<br />
Cause I be sinning everyday so I ain't praying enough<br />
And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough<br />
But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up"<br />
If it's beef when we meet then I'm spaying shit up<br />
Prraat prraat.I ain't saying too much and that's that<br />
Cause that cat you embracing with love<br />
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood<br />
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close<br />
Cause the folks you call friends can envy the most<br />
Some cats'll hang themselves if you give 'em a rope<br />
Burn the bridge and don't give a boat, let 'em sink<br />
Sometimes you gotta give 'em some some time to let 'em think<br />
But sometimes you gotta give 'em the nine and let 'em stink<br />
You can't bring every horse to the pond and let 'em drink<br />
I'd rather keep my eyes wide open instead of blink<br />
As soon as your eyes shut, them niggaz will ride up<br />
And the guys that you trusted be getting you tied up<br />
And we all gotta die, but I ain't ready to leave<br />
That's why even if it's petty I'll be ready to squeeze<br />
But put a cheddar in cheese, guac-a-moola<br />
I pop the ruger, send that hot shit through ya! <br />
Like booya! That's the sound when the pound busting<br />
Ooh, ah, you'll be laying on the ground suffering<br />
Clowning's nothing to pull out and blast you<br />
I try to only resort to violence if I have to<br />
But man niggaz out here are playing fair<br />
So before the odds are even I'm leaving them laying there<br />
And I ain't even playing believe what I'm saying here<br />
Cause before this shit gets further your click gets murdered<br />
And found in a hole in the grass<br />
For trying to play that thug role I'll stomp a mud hole in your ass<br />
And this Cass, nigga I'm that sick<br />
Full Surface nigga I'm that shit, bitch!</