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Lil Wayne
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Best Rapper Alive - Album Version (Edited)
Bring the crowd and I'm loud In living colour It is Weezy Fuckin' Baby got these rappers in my stomach Yummy, I'm takin' it I ain't asking them for nothing If you sell a million records we can battle for ya money I rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a sunday Watch a football game and bet it all on one play Still stuntin' baby yes I'm still flossin' Latest car on the market with the top peeled off it Big wheels make it look a lil bulky You look a lil salty have ya' self a chill coffee Chill out the guns is still out Even though I am a boss I got papers to fill out I'm busy I got paper to reel in God I hope they steppin' at the end of my rod And I hope I'm fishing in the right pond And I hope you catchin' on to every line Who am I?
The best rapper alive (huh? yep) the best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) the best rapper alive (huh?) Swagger right (check) game tight And they gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who) the best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh?) Swagger right (check) game tight And you should be afraid, be very afraid
The heart of New Orleans Thumpin' and beatin' Livin' and breathin' Stealin' and feedin' Peelin' and leavin' Killin' and grievin' Dearly departed erased deleted No prints, no plates, no face, no trace Out of sight out of mind No court no case Sell his chain celebrate block party second line Zulu ball essence fest jazz fest mardi gras Shorty bounce body rock Now he drop now he got Family cry tell the feds tell the cops Smell the rat comin' back to the house To the spot tap tap knock knock who is that (Pow!) trigga man, hoodie man tell the kids Boogie man, pistol pete, ammo mammal, gun man, blum blam! Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Damn Sammie you dun' fucked up Pussy ass niggas put ya nuts up Just call me
The best rapper alive (huh? yep) the best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) the best rapper alive (huh?) Swagger right (check) game tight And they gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who) the best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh?) Swagger right (check) game tight And you should be afraid, be very afraid
Fuck up with all these rookie MCs (Whew!) smell like a bunch of pussy to me Fuck 'em! Fuck 'em good, fuck 'em long, fuck 'em hard Fuck who? Fuck 'em all (Yeah) like that just like that right back I'm on that money train and the mac'll knock 'em off track The quarterback well protected from the Warren Sapp The young heart attack I spit that cardiac You can't see me baby boy you got that catoract I'm right here straight out the hood just like an alley cat Since everyone's a king where the fuck your palace at Me I got callus on my hand I can handle that It's no problem baby I so got 'em It's just a victory lap baby I'm just joggin' And I ain't even out of breathe The motherfuckin' best yet sorry for cursing Who?
The best rapper alive (huh? yep) the best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) the best rapper alive (huh?) Swagger right (check) game tight And they gon R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who) the best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh? yep) The best rapper alive (huh?) Swagger right (check) game tight And you should be afraid, be very afraid
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