Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Believe Me

rate me

Ft. Drake

(Hook)

I'm the only one that get the job done

I don't know a nigga that could cover for me

Yeah, got some game from my Daddy

He said she might say she luv me

She don't luv me like she say she luv me

Believe me, believe me!

I'm that nigga, boy they luv me in the streets

I'm not tryna find nobody else to be

I'm the one they come to see because they all

Believe me!

(Verse 1: Drake)

It's been me and Young Tune off the rip

That's the man that put me in this shit

If a nigga fuck with him, I put him down quick

Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique

I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip

Goddamn, do y'all really know who y'all fuckin' with?!

Yeah, I mean you can't really blame me for wonderin'

Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer

On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss

Yeah, Stunna and Mack know

When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back

And now we snappin' off on every single track tho

Collect call from the boss like where we at tho?

I was like 'huh, it's our time, nigga'

He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my nigga

And I've been rockin' with the team, ?

And we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us, nigga

Yeah

(Hook)

I'm the only one that get the job done

I don't know a nigga that could cover for me

Yeah, got some game from my Daddy

He said she might say she luv me

She don't luv me like she say she luv me

Believe me, believe me!

I'm that nigga, boy they luv me in the streets

I'm not tryna find nobody else to be

I'm the one they come to see because they all

Believe me!

(Verse 2: Lil Wayne)

(Lord knows I'll murk one of these niggas)

His and hers Ferrari's, nigga

One for me, one for my daughter, nigga

Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga

I tote a 2-23, two Michael Jordans, nigga

Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga

Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga

Out of duct tape so when he prayn I ignore the nigga

All I gotta say is 'sayonara, nigga'

Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyn for a nigga

Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone and Noreaga

We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later

Diamonds in my Rollie face cannot be exfoliated

They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated

Yayo get his ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin'

Ain't bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away with

Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant

I must be doin' sum'

(Hook)

I'm the only one that get the job done

I don't know a nigga that could cover for me

Yeah, got some game from my Daddy

He said she might say she luv me

She don't luv me like she say she luv me

Believe me, believe me!

I'm that nigga, boy they luv me in the streets

I'm not tryna find nobody else to be

I'm the one they come to see because they all

Believe me!

(Verse 3: Drake)

Had to get it poppin' off the rip

Rich yung nigga that ain't neva had to trick

Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick

If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip

I had to get it poppin' off the rip

I'm the one they tell ya been reppin' in the six

Come into the city and ya niggas get to trippin' with

Take ya to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff

Well damn, just be happy for the man

Nirvana, Coldplay, nigga got bandz

Ink from the money, got it all ova my hands

Goin' out to Houston, spendin' all of my advance

V-Live just took me for a cheque

'Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt'

Yes, right now you are lookin' at the best

Muthafuck award shows and muthefuck the press

Like that!

(Verse 4: Lil Wayne)

Muthafuck the rest! When they jumped off the porch

I was stumblin' up the steps

I'd give what I collect before I give up my connect

It be a cold day in hell, icicles made of sweat

One finger, slidin' 'cross my neck

Niggas know what that mean like they deaf

Nigga, I fire this nina like it's her first day on the job

And the bitch overslept, tune stay humble, nigga I'm a king

Need a horn and a drumroll

They throw muthafuckin' roses at my feet, nigga

I don't step on one rose

I'm the only one that get the job done

I don't know a nigga that can cover for me

Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach

She look like she got a bun in the oven from me

? , believe me

All you gotta do is pay me every week

I had these bitches havin' babies erry week

I'm the nigga, see me skatin' in the streets

Gone!

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