Wayne's Takeover 2 - Mannie Fresh

Alright that nigga gone, man fuck that nigga, man fuck that

Fabe, go through all this nigga’s Pro Tools

First beat you pick, I’m slaughterin this niggas shit

Cause B done already called me and told me

Man go to that studio, Fuck what Fresh doin

Tell Fresh let you get on that shit and kill that shit

Fresh told me no, I can’t go back to B til B knows so Fabe

Pick a song and I’m going off, lets do it

Oh yeah, Lock the doors to the booth man

Don’t let Mannie in man, bout to kill this nigga’s album

Ya understand me?

Birdman Jr

Weezy F-Baby

Please say Baby 1 7 Holygrove Eagle street

Cash Money Records

Get down and lay down

Lie down and die down

Bitch nigga

I thought you knew

Rapper with guns

Get me that piffy, I’m higher than my attire

I float like I spit through the fryer

I-uh set the cocaine is some fire

I-uh get the «buy money» out the dryer

Ridah in the five buggy, slim tires

Tryin to find a trotter like Jeremiah

They call me Weezy F-Baby

Women wanna suck all on my pacifier

And if she tell ya she didn’t, homie thats a liar

You see me passin by ya, More like flashin

Lights, Camera but I’m more like Action

So get your back into it, Stop acting

Cause we bring pistons to the balls

Cool cat, wind breezin through my whiskers

Hurry, speed up, hater you just missed us

I just twisted something

Birdman Jr. swoop down on ya bitch like whats up with cha

Walk to me, that’s real

We on that Shrek, I met her neck like let’s chill

When we ridin in my SL, she give me more tongue, less grill

My yellow diamonds get respect nigga bitch yield

And that tooley gets saluted or I’ll shoot it Yeah

I kidnap the boss, make the click squeal

Got you out of position like Sheffield in left field

Call me when its gangsta nigga

Yo… what the fuck is goin on over there

Ya’ll think I don’t know what the fuck goin on, I got ears all over

Dude I know you on my album cursin

Talkin bout cuttin bitches and killin motherfuckers and murkin motherfuckers

I don’t want that dude right now

I’m out here with full bar bitches

I got a spanish bitch, a chinese bitch

A vietnamese, what are you baby, whatever the fuck she is

And this other bitch

And we doin like this five-some thing

And whatever and y’all over there talking bout killing motherfuckers

Wayne, what is your mamas number dude I’m gonna call your mama

And tell her whats goin on with you

Dude you never used to curse brah

Now you just all fucked up with this shit

I’m pissed off dude, I’m really pissed off wit you brah

I told you my album is about loving, huggin, holding hands, fuckin,

and all that kinda shit

No, no thats it, I don’t want you anymore on my album dude

I just got you for a chorus and we over with

Now lets finish the album