Best Of Me

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Sqad Up & Lil Wayne - Rap

Best Of Me

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[Verse: Lil Wayne] Somebody tell Fat (Fee Baby) to holla at me man Shit, Louie Baby Wayne Baby Murda, yes ya'll in Weezy Baby SQADing Take pictures wit' bricks, some of them wit' quarters Send 'em cross the border My bitch is originally from across the border But once mami cross the border to my hideaway across the border She lie across the floor an we toss the whore I'ma floss fa' sure Cuz my whip is costin' more than all of yours put together I'm good forever I'm, reppin' my hood Whenever - Whatever - However you want it I metal ya homie, hotter than kettles over the stove in the mornin' And I'm, over the stove in the mornin' with a O of coke and some arm and hammer I swung wit' the hammer and my arm full of ammo Face painted like the black Sambo, strapped like Rambo Can't no, body see the damn flo' I have his body see the damn flo' I'm so groovy, I might know how ta play a fuckin' banjo But I never try and when I was 12 I took a bullet like a man yo But I never die, I'm here now, I'm that child ta'da I let the tec bla'daow, If ya sat' down Oh boy let 'cha hair down ma, ain't got no brain on my sports car And showty came outta sports bra, becuz I came on her sports bra I got game like a sports broadcaster, Wayne's your broad master I have my boys masturbate on ya broad faster Bag the hard in a plastic And watch how I go hard on the 'Ave wit' it I move a Jag tinted in ya residential Swagger so tight it might pinch you Ice so bright it might irk you Slide in er' coupe, rims might hurt you Interior'll murk you... Sheesh I got work on every outskirt and I got her out skirt, our shirt fam I'm the boy, I said I'm the boy man Mami can't avoid him my air on Jordans (23s) She can't lie cuz I glide on Clydes (22s) When she trying to ride with me Because I sky on Dominiques (21s) She not hatin' cuz I rip on G Paytons (20s) But she love to ride the back of my four wheeler on Daytons We skatin', you waitin' she real late and damn you real patient We real players, but we really don't play like Joseph Forte got doja or yay Got bread, got toast and Parkay thats all doe all day I knocks off hoes all days I'm mack and vicious, ask ya girl 'bout my dick She say thats delicious Ask ya girl did she spit she say thats nutritious Ask her did she get flipped she say thats tradition If she say she didn't thats suspicious You need to stop listenin' to them nasty bitches Three , two , one, Carolina Blue Kicks Carolina Blue fitted, Carolina Blue whip Carolina Blue twentys, Carolina Blue seats Carolina Blue ice, Carolina Blue bikes Carolina Blue lights, Carolina Blue jerseys Carolina Blue gators, aw fuck it my favorite team is the Lakers Laker Yellow 'Lambo, Laker Yellow 'rrari Laker Yellow 9.11, Laker Yellow mami Laker Yellow Converse, Laker Yellow Remy Laker Yellow number eight Kobe Bryant authentic I'ma authentic nigga and so is my click Weezy Baby, I just murdered this shit, holla back Ok a-huh, ok a-huh, ok a-huh You already know man this ya boy man Tell 'em my name, a-huh c'mon Weezy Baby (7x) he eh

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