I Got That Gangsta - Gudda Gudda, Lil Wayne

This here goes out to my m.a.n gili gili hit wit that dumb shit weezy i got cha

go to jail do life not five to ten me and sergio getting down thays my man fam

my niggas dont give jean- claude vandamme about you we don’t play around bring

that k around, spray tha town, take tha ground, take tha ground that you walk on

tap the phones that you talk on jam you up and take your arms off hit you twice

with that sawed off and your nigga watch your head fall off hit em weezy

Shout Out to everybody man

But uh let uh let me just prepare them let me just let em know uhh just so u

know that the future imma be on this rock shit

U understand me

This real rock shit

Its gettin real crazy

But uh imma keep rappin for y’all and shit to

Cuz i know ya’ll like that shit

I know y’all like that shit

I know y’all like that shit

And uh just in case if y’all want to know

What i was actually saying at the end of that performance on BET hip hop awards

cuz i know they probably cut a lot of that out

I had said uh

Give me a beat Gudda, come on oh yea come on we about to take it back to New

Orleans, lets go

Oh oh oh

Bitch didn’t ya momma tell ya not to fuck wit them aliens

Im just tryin to mate like a fucking Australian

Dreams of fucking Mrs. Sarah Palin

And don’t McCain look like his heart about to fail em

But scratch that shit, young money we the greatest

Add another check to my checkin and savins

And afour fs to the weezy f baby

Nah im weezy fuckin fuckin fuckin fuckin fuckin baby

Dedication 3 we out this hoe

Actually we in yo hoe

Wayne Talkin…

I Feel Me (The Drought is over Part 6 coming 11/19/08)

(DJ Drama) Hahaha u thought it was over, let me give u some D4

Bitch I Feel Me!

Yea!!!

AHHHHHH!!!

I got the game mad, and i ain’t talking about homie in LA neither

I say I got so much money man I don’t know what to do wit it

I was thinkin bout gettin some and lettin u spend it

Hey i do it way bigger than u did it

I’m sitting on them jordans, it must be the shoes in me

I get real ignorant

Cruel really cruel

When it rains just tell em to get in the pool silly

Who really pourin with us?

Home boy you trippin u gunna fall and bust your ass

I can rap fast but i like slow better… why?

Cuz bitch imma flow better fl-y fl-y fly

With no feathers

And if you want know bad u gunna know better yea

I’m talkin young money army weezy aka i got enough money on me

Yea and y’all niggers phony

I got some bullets wit yall pictures on them

Haha y’all really don’t want me

And i blast off on beat

She make u leave and u just do you and she just do me

I told ya