Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - We Takin' Over (Remix)

rate me

Heres for you mother fuckers runnin your mouth

Do your homework next time man

Make yourself look crazy

[Last Bar of We Takin Over by Lil Wayne]

I am the little big Cohuna, Y'dig?


Cause we takin over

One city at a time

[DJ Khaled: Lil Wayne]

This is exclusive

(its me, the rapper eater)

Lil Wayne, young money lets go!

(feed me, feed me, feed me)

DJ khaled, cornerstone

(No Homo)


[Lil Wayne:]

One time for me, one time for the DJ

He be Khaled, I be Lil Weezy

Baby if you ask me, if your nasty

Creative gifted bastard, spit sporadic

I'm so diplomatic, democratic

Touch it, bring it, push it, systematic

Damn right I kiss my daddy

I think they pissed at how rich my daddy is

And im his kid, I stunt with my daddy

Call ms. lee, she with my daddy

So diss me, and dont diss my daddy

Cause who was there when no one wasnt? just my daddy

Who was there when I needed money? just my daddy

So who be there when I see the money? just my daddy

Who said that I'd be the one? just my daddy

Hello hip hop, im home, its your daddy

When I say Deez, I dont mean the caddy

I mean these nutz Akon's In Cali

Rick Ross, Tip, Stunna and Fat joe

And I can't, can't, can't forget Brisco

And yeah I done squashed the bullshit wit zo

Its a bakery here, just trying to get dough

Shout to my dreads, my Haitians and chicos ya lookin for me hoe im in the 3-0

5, im the best rapper alive

Home boy got a mind, that a map wouldnt find

Home boy got a nine that a cop wouldnt find

Bet I could get to it, even if I was blind

Like a scary movie, they screamin when I rhyme

Im a king, you can ask Stephen if im lyin

Im a prince, too demanding like my mom

Too bold too cold like west Salome,

Me, me, its all bout me

If the girl got a voice, then she talkin bout me

Me, he say, she say, I say me

We'll be in the M-I-A-Mi

With me and t and big Ronnie

And the homie streets prolly somewhere on the beach

And taz and E prolly somewhere in the jeep

And Marley in the phantom with Mr. g

And me, me, its all about me

Play with me and its all out beef

Beef, yes chest, feet tagged, bagged, blood, sheets

Yikes, yeeks, great Scott storch can I borrow your yacht

Watch me and my clique go all out

Like the ball in the stands, we balls out

Boy I dunno what yall bout

But I just spit like a dog mouth

Pink ice, just lookin like a hog mouth

Vrmmm, I had to bring the hog out

Yeah, light dem trees bring the log out

Everyday Christmas, im egg nogged out

And hip hop is my new bought house

My flow just grew legs and walked out (bye)

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