DJ Drama & Lil Wayne (Dedication 2) Released 05-22-2006 |
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DJ Drama & Lil Wayne (Dedication 2) Released 05-22-2006
@Beach city @Avon_Barksdale @Okka @Eclectic @JohnnyCage202 @AfroBucks88 @LYTE @Lurker @GoGoSunday @Knowledgeable @TrillBill520 @CopyCat @CJ Schwarz @Adwerdz |
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On D2, he was like a prince coming for the King.... Embarking on the throne... A young 22-23 yrd old boss.... When D3 came.... That niga was rapping like he was the Final Boss on a video game ![]() Bro was a complete monster by D3... COMPLETE!!! ![]() | |
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“I know n*ggas that, shoot dope, arms looking like a racetrack,
n*gga missed a vein in his neck, his whole face fat. You can’t take that, well I can’t take back, where I come from - so I learned how to make that.” That is just…one of my favorite Wayne verses and one of the hardest things I’ve ever heard. |
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Howdy do motherfu*kers, it's Weezy Baby
n*ggas bi*chin' and I gotta tote the cannon Listen close I got duct tape and rope I'll leave you missin' like the fu*kin' O'Bannons ![]() Bullets like birds you can hear them bi*ches hummin' Don't let that bird sh*t, he got a weak stomach n*ggas know I'm sick I don't spit I vomit Got it?One egg short of the omelet Simon says, shoot a n*gga in his thigh and leg And tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um I'm the sickest n*gga doin' it Bet that baby These other n*ggas dope I'm wet crack baby, ![]() ... Last edited by rashadd; 05-22-2022 at 07:07 PM.. |
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I'm the fireman, she just call me when she steamin
I wet her up and put her out and leave the bi*ch dreaming n*ggas say they hot, but it's really not seeming If these guys bad, then I gotta be a demon Wayne's getting money like Damon and Keenan Try, take it from me, and I'm aiming and beaming Banging and leaving stains on the cement Slide the crackers something so they tame the policemen Left in a Porsche, came in a Koenigsegg I'm fresh, yeah, the Gucci sweats came with the creases I'm hot, but I'm cold, I just change with the seasons Tryna put some cheese on my pieces If you looking for your n*gga, I be where the water gets deeper Hugging on that money, tryna put it in a sleeper |
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