gettin arab money) yay! chorus x1 (heyyyyyyyyyy) konvikt (we gettin arab money) (alright boyz) konvikttttt musikkk (we gettin arab money) lil wayne'
wet. Life is such a beach, its sandy all around me I came here with young money man, that's family all around me Im in my living room and I got Grammys all
re Feeling Me As Long As Your Wife Is No One In My City Got A Pocket Like Drizzy I Can Rock Fitted Jeans Cuz My Credit Card Skinny Its Pitch Black And Covers All
the world is mine (the world is mine!) I've known it all my life (all my life) I made it, I made it! I used to dream about, the life I'm living now I
can eat the fruit loops wrist full of Toucans All type of colors, We family like brothers My cash and my clean, cant have one without the other I stay... [Chorus] [Lil Wayne
syrup Got a nigga moving slow I'm all about the money What the fuck you think I do it for? Bitch don't act like you don't know I'm killing all these
know about it? Man y'all clueless I let two women ride me, now that's carpoolers I rock stupid ice, Mister Water Coolers If y'all in the building, than
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X2 Hey See me point the gun at y'all, me no play Me come for murder them on the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me
show he don't last And young Wayne do song about the story With Birdman singin' on the chorus, *** ***, we tryin' to get it all together And spend a lil
[Intro - Lil Wayne] Yeah, it's on Basically.. I got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Now let me talk my shit!
whats up with your best friend? We could all have some fun, believe me And whats up with these new niggas? And why they think it all comes so easy But get it while you here boy Cause all
This is a public service announcement.... Lil' Wayne ? Weezy F. Baby IS, the best rapper alive (Hit me, Haaa!) GOOD MORNING NEW YORK! GOOD AFTERNOON
[Lil Wayne] Met shawty up in Urban Outfitters She killin' these hoes now I'm murking out with her Shit, I'm just tryna work it out with her Got a gym
Lil' Wayne] I got Young Money up, And now I got my feet up, Tune in this bitch tell my niggas throw them B's up Doing what the fuck I want, Hate me all
out And we so bout it bout it Now what are you about? DJ show me love, he say my name when the music stop Young Money, Lil Wayne, then the music drop
in my backpack, I know you smell me, Ia??m the s*** like an ex-lax. *Diarrhea Dwayne, Bust your f****** head, souvenir your brain. You aina??t talking about
I made two million since last Wednesday And I hate y'all Y'all got too much free time Saying I ain't dropped shit Everything'll be fine Worrying about
respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Young Money in charge, Yes It's Little Wayne