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Lil' Wayne lyrics Believe That lyrics [Chorus - Blaque and (Mannie Fresh)] Push Impalas and Caprice's (Believe that daddy) Starch flat no creases (Believe that daddy) Got that work, you a D boy (Believe that daddy) You a H-O-T Boy (Believe that daddy) Do ya Bentley got them hoes (Believe that daddy) That's, that weed smell in yo clothes (Believe that daddy) Bet a hunderd, shoot a hundred (Believe that daddy) It's my block, I run it (Believe that daddy) Got them 20's on ya ride (Believe that daddy) Got the gator inside (Believe that daddy) Fine bitch, bow-leg (Believe that daddy) And she go both ways (Believe that daddy) Slugged up in the front (Believe that daddy) Got a trunk full of bump (Believe that daddy) Got cribs, cars, bikes, dykes (Believe that daddy) 'Cause that's what hoes like (Believe that daddy) Now I do it for the ladies, do it for the ladies I do cause I wanna push a cat-eye Mercedes I do it for my dudes, do it for my dudes All the niggas on the block that got that work to move (Verse 1 - Lil' Wayne) It's Weezy baby, young and from the Dirty South Get up your dope, I'm putting birdies out Like thirty in my mouth, so I can say Fuck you bitch you still ain't got a dirty mouth The hood still ain't got over the drout So you should sleep on your roof, just to watch over ya house Nigga we tymin', the cost of my watch over ya house I'm a boss man, I watch over the South Jazze Pha, let's hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini) Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family My boys like to pull them blammies, and big pimp Mami suck dick 'til she pull your hammy, homey You know we only, keepin it gangsta Deep in the Range, 17 in the chamber All I need is my banger, nigga it's Weezy This shit is over somebody cue me (Chorus) (Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne) You don't wanna play wit me, I touch you man Lose ya man in a tussle, but y'all don't see me Y'all can't hear me, this a def jam, call me Russell, man I played on Martin, call me hustle, man And now y'all know I'm the yee-yo muscle, man But on the under, I got that wonder, to stop that thunder That rumble in the side of ya stomach, piled on water How do you want it, come through in a Coupe powder blue or High with water, how do you want it man Ay, I towed a lot of tullies dun, I den broke a lot of hoopties dun I den drove a lot of QP's from, here and there on the road For the nigga gotta move his son, and I show you how to do this son That's, that boy Weezy We, CMB, BITACH, and ya stunned (Chorus) Other Lil' Wayne lyrics: Come On lyrics Drop it Like it's Hot lyrics Enemy Turf lyrics Fuck The World lyrics Kisha lyrics Lights Off lyrics Loud Pipes lyrics High Beamin lyrics You Want War lyrics Young Playa lyrics Watcha Wanna Do lyrics Up To Me lyrics Tha Block Is Hot lyrics Respect Us lyrics Remember Me lyrics Not Like Me lyrics Enemy Tuff lyrics Hit U Up lyrics Everything lyrics Lil One lyrics Break Me Off lyrics Wish You Would lyrics Grown Man lyrics Shine lyrics Jump Jiggy lyrics Realized lyrics Tha Blues lyrics Let's Go lyrics Biznite lyrics Act A Ass lyrics Beef lyrics Fuck Wit Me Now lyrics Get Off The Corner lyrics On The Grind lyrics Wish You Could lyrics Lil' One lyrics Put It On Tha Streets lyrics Look At Me lyrics Gangstas and Pimps lyrics Lovely lyrics Gangsta Shit lyrics Bloodline lyrics Where You At lyrics Worry Me lyrics 500 Degreez lyrics Go Hard lyrics Young'n Blues lyrics Fuck You lyrics Get That Dough lyrics Fo Sheezy lyrics Way Of Life lyrics Gansta Shit lyrics Gangsta And Pimps lyrics I Don't Know lyrics Shine (Extended Remix) lyrics Oh Boy lyrics Calling Me Killer lyrics |