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Artist: Lil Wayne (Feat Thugga, Dizzy, Lil Flo & T@)
Mixtape: Sorry 4 The Wait
Year: 2011

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[Verse 1 – Thugga]
I pop some Percocets
Then I pop some Xanax
Sitting back, strapped, cocked
Plotting on your man next
Jack a nigga for his work
And stretch it like some spandex
He hesitate, I spray and leave him like a Tampex
Oops I meant a Tampax
Bitch I keep that anthrax
I can get your man wacked
For a couple Tan packs
Shoot off your Sedan lap
Nigga, I demand stacks
I ain’t playing black
Bitch I be spraying Macs
All type of guns with accessories
I’m like Cosby for the bills
I need meals like Stephanie
Pussy niggas can’t stand next to me
I’ve got dope and ecstasy
Keep ’em floating like both of the levees breached
80s baby, but my soul from the 70s
Worldwide game like I travelled the 7 seas
Niggas ain’t O.G., scary lil bitch please
Tune ate pussy in the can, Frisky

[Verse 2 – Dizzy]
Look, I got 10 up on my pinky ring and 20 on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass, but they can’t say shit
I’m just here to separate the real from the fake shit
I told you, I was coming and I’m sorry for the wait
I gotta get this money mane, it’s right here in my face
I got the Devil on my back, I don’t wanna be up in that place
My grandma tell me to be safe, I just keep running in these streets
I can’t stop fuckin’ with these hoes, but I say I’m just doing me
Bitch I’m a 9th Ward nigga, Mason Street, D&G
That Florida right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain’t the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody knocked off their feet
So watch your fucking mouth
Before you end up on that floor
And stop acting like you’re hard
Because you know you’ve been a hoe
I told you out the gate I’m not the fake
I gotta say it, please excuse
Almost forgot man, I’m Raw Dizzy by the way

[Verse 3 – Lil Flo]
Money over bitches, bitch I’m coming for the check
Vampire living, bitch I’m coming for your neck
Rarr! I’m sharp, my swagger like an X
I’m a motherfucking monster, I rap like I’m possessed
Call me Mr. Still Smoking, smoke it in a paper
The game is a bitch, hold her down and rape her
Yes I am a blood but I be wylin’ with my skaters
We probably smoking flavors bumping Tyler The Creator
I’m a Eastside native, all my niggas soo woopin’
Blood they went brainsy when they heard I had a song with Lil Tunechi
Bitch get some ice and pour my Sprite, and light my bong and my doobie
Fuck your producer, I’m the one that be producing my music
I’m a hippie surrounded by a lot of pot, cock the semi
Drop ya like a Autobot, they sleeping on me like I’m rapping with a blanket
Kill a nigga, have him thinking that he planking, hahahahaha

[Verse 4 – Lil Wayne]
All-red plaid shirt, skinny ass jeans on
Them goons at your front door, choppers out, ding dong
Didn’t I change the game and put my motherfucking team on?
Now let my chopper ring, BLAKA is my ringtone
Fuck you ho-ass niggas, I get money and get over hoes
We hold court with them heaters, pop, case open/closed
Looking for a bitch to hop up on my totem pole
And my blunt be stupid-fat, double-stuffed, Oreos
And I get loaded til I motherfucking overload
Been rapping, flow still tight like aerobics clothes
Ask them bitches, I told ’em hoes
They back it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx Tale, Calogero
Lighter in my pocket, light the sky rocket
Pull ’em hammers out and run them nigga’s like stockings
Got some niggas from my city, Thugga, Dizzy, Flo
Sorry for the wait, coming soon: Carter IV, biatch

[Outro – T@]
What’s happenin? T@ signin’ in, ya digg
I know y’all been waiting on that hot solo shit, ya heard me
I’m motherfucking sorry for the wait
Fucking with them blood niggas
Tunechi Li, ya heard me
Mushu
Big Fee dawg, I see you in this bitch
My nigga Streets in this bitch
Fukus-dukus-pukus baby, I see you my nigga
Thugga on this bitch, ya heard me
My nigga Scoob, I see you
Banga, D.I., ya heard me
YMCMB nigga
You know how we putting this shit down nigga
Soo woo to the beehive
And that’s how we rocking nigga, ya digg
Hahaha
100 nigga, in hundreds, all hundreds
The life, hoes, jet-skis, jets, life nigga
Haha
I see you Fee nigga
CeCe Zulil, my dawg birthday ya heard me
Free my nigga Nacho
Luciano I see you nigga

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