Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Typa Way

rate me

And whip it like a new slave,

Whip it like a new slave,

Like it’s freezing and you naked, shake that ass hoe

Shout out my nigga drum for still f*cking with me with this crazy shit man

‘cause honestly he could be like man you know I f*ck with you man

I’m doing this shit without the motherf*ckers,

But still f*ck with you boy, I appreciate that man

I hope you can make the f*cking computers crush again

Yeah that

I mean defines you some typa way too

Like damn why is get win after you?

He’s still on all the biggest mixtape

When it gonna stop?

Lil Wayne:

My niggas is been stuntin’, since way back when

CNN, I got news for you haters

I’m a nasty ass nigga, ask your bitch I ain’t lying

69 that’s a favour for a favour

Them hoes biting their lip ‘cause when I say shit like that she feels some typa way

I hit her from the front, from the side, from the back, I hit it all typa ways

She throw it at me, like I’m just one strike away

Sometimes life it’s hard to swallow but she like to taste,

Neh neh neh neh neh my lawyer fight the case,

I got the flower in me, I feel like the vase,

Monsters in my closet, no more closet space,

Niggas wanna be this fly, too many flights to take

Enough with the small talk my girl p**sy is a water park,

Every little thing I do turn her on

Thats auto start, I kiss every single about the part

Her body is a work of art,

I’m way too high, her skirt too short,

I think i love her it was just a thought,

I’m up up in that coupe,

‘Bout to go back to the future

She say toon not in my mouth,

Damn you should have say that sooner,

I’ll be shittin’ on this niggas,

Like I’m sippin’ metamucil

And we smokin’ on that gas, pass it like excuse you,

And it’s 66 2's pyru all day my nigga

Before these niggas play with us they'll play dead my nigga

And if you’re looking for me I’ll be on this bitches mind

These niggas chicken and I’ve never seen a chicken fly,

My bitch been fussing at me about nothing

Ain’t no telling what she do if I replace her

Like Bay I’m straight plenty fishes im bait

We can’t even have a decent conversation

I pop the seal on my sip, and she be like see you’re gonna drink my life away

Bitch its my life, my life, my life, shout out Mary Jay

And tell me boys that beef taste like a slice of cake

And all folks get shot two they write our license plate

I hope that hoe don’t call saying her cycle lay

All this f*cking aint gotta stop but I need tighter brakes

And don’t run from this d*ck girl I don’t like to chase,

I wax that ass she make that Mr.Miyagi face

And she ain’t that pretty, but I like her shape

They say numbers don’t lie she shape like a 8

She say she don’t dyke, but she gonna dyke today

It’s curtains for these niggas I feel like some drapes

We turned up niggas, turned up stop the microwaves

This shit might cost her side life, but that’s the price we pay,

I’m hotter than the peppers peter piper ate

That's that dedication 5.. what up 5

[T.I.:]

Hey tune, I gotta turn up on the D5 man

Hustle gang bang green, mean anybody get it

Anything we'ss go for the paper

And we live this shit, talk slick get kill't

Got nothin’ but a tool for a hater,

Spend a 100k on my wrist nigga

This flodded rollie make you feel some typa way, I know it do

Your hoe be on me, know you feel some typa way (I take your hoe)

The car im driving make you full some typa way(they can’t afford this nigga)

The cash i get make you feel some typa way (Bankrolls-R-Us)

I know you feel some typa way (Hustle gang my nigga)

This shit ain't hot we out here poppin’ that’s all I l can say (G.D.O.D)

My only problem is trying to decide what I’ma drive today (Hustle gang my nigga)

We shine in they face I know they feel some typa way (hey)

I wake up in multi-million dollar crib get dressed I plan on having nicer day

When these punk ass rappers keep my name in they mouth like they some typa gay

Ay you know me dog, so watch what you say (You better watch your mouth)

We ain’t playin no games, you lame ass nigga f*ck boy you could die today (I swear you can)

I keep the glock in the back seat, actually its my glock partner (My glock partner)

Play crazy if you want to, f*ck around and get shot partner, (get shot partner)

I don’t like these nigga (I don’t like these nigga)

I really f*ck these nigga (I really f*ck these niggas)

Talk crazy in ya raps if you want, when you see me you won’t touch me niggas (Won't touch me niggas)

With all fuck around on my flip flop, they take us all the way around, you try me (Come try me)

If you can handle go get yo medic

We gone do some music, they queing the violin

Looks like it starts singin, fly bringin

Emty clip to yo ear ring,

Your chest ring and out the do,

I hope you don't feel no hate no mo,

This flodded rollie make you feel some typa way, I know it do

Your hoe be on me, know you feel some typa way (I take your hoe)

The car im driving make you full some typa way(they can’t afford this nigga)

The cash i get make you feel some typa way (Bankrolls-R-Us)

I know you feel some typa way (Hustle gang my nigga)

This shit ain't hot we out here poppin’ that’s all I l can say (G.D.O.D)

My only problem is trying to decide what I’ma drive today (Hustle gang my nigga)

We shine in they face I know they feel some typa way (hey)

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