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Lil Wayne Be Cool

ladies praise me or something Like, Weezy's the man If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan 'Cuz he's 500 Degreez, I need a fan, whew Cool

tell 'em what you rep..(I represent Young Money) Yea I know you got me homie..(Busta, Bust I got you) Real Talk (I'm goin' in) Get 'em killaaa (Lil Wayne

a industry, and I could pick anything that I want off the lot Never compatible cause I be intricate, when I be servin you, when I be doin it, at a place

I Can't Feel My Face Ya Digg Lets Do It Real Nigga I Just Cant Be Fake Fake Niggas They Just Cant Be Real Hot Boy I Just Cant Be Chilled So Hot Ima

area Gorillas in Louie hats, the more, the merrier Take mines, take a hunnid nines We be runnin out of rhymes, never bullets Try to front and you mines Renaissance... (WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!) [Lil Wayne

yo head, play head tag real niggas listen, when im preachin to em now we all noe money talks, cuz im speakin to em (Lil Wayne) Uh-Umm But I aint speaking

so large, the minute hand ain't got no time for them Damn, how you supposed to see the time when them M&M, sized diamonds lay right beside the hand Chamilll, Rasaq and Lil Wayne

[Lil Wayne] Ayo, it?s Weezy muthaf-cking, easy with the hating B-tch I?m in the building you just decorating I?m just detonating Then I get blatant More

a break till I see heaven on the gates I stick that metal in your face And now they call you chrome face Fuck with me better bring your lunch cause it gonna be