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Главная » 2012 » Июнь » 24 » La La La
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[Intro:]
Uh-huh, that's right, Carter 3, come on
Yea, yea walk with me
Come go with me
It's Lil' Weezy baby, ha ha
[Refrain:]
And I'm just lightin' up my
Yea, yea, yea, 1-7, Cash Money, Young Money
[Verse 1:]
Born In New Orleans, raised In New Orleans
I will forever remain faithful New Orleans
I thank you New Orleans, thank you Holygrove
That's been my hood since a snotty nose
I come through the hood, suicidal doors
I used to come through the hood on the handle bars
Gat in my draws, money in my pocket, crack in my jaws
I hope it don't dissolve and you know I'm ducking 5-0 and my Moms
Young and quick to go off like car alarms
Now the young'n keep his mind on the parmesan
Them other niggas ain't eatin' like a Ramadan
Spit the shit that make you feel it in your chromosomes
Got some money, put my whole damn corner on
Young Carter, Part three I'm the cornerstone
Eagle street keep it going 'til Homers home
[Refrain:]
C'mon, I'm just lightin' up my la
Yea, yea, yea,
Can I kick it
[Verse 2:]
Can I kick my story to y'all
My glory in God, my faith in my flow
I pray that I go, where no other rapper has
And when you're rappin' as vivid as I and limited as the sky, so I
Study B.I., I bang 2Pac, I hum Aaliyah
And Soulja Slim was a leader
Who am I not to follow greatness
I give these MC's hell like they all atheists
Tell them hatin' niggas "one" like they in the Matrix
And tell the cops I can buy my own bracelets
I'mma can keep the paper running like a pair of aces
Used to sport the Gucci bucks, nigga no laces
Striped polo, five pocket Girbaud
Mama got her tubes tied, I'm rockin' dolo
I used to have the starter jacket with the logo
And the hat, me myself I had the N-O
That's the Saints nigga
[Refrain:]
Yea, yea, yea, and I'm just lightin' up my
You know, you know, Weezy, yea, yea
[Verse 3:]
It's Lil' Wayne and I'mma shine in the rain
Now nothin' gets clear without me signin' my name
I'm just headlinin' the game
Won't quit, until I'm A-Roddin' the game
They ridin' the bench, they not in the game
I misplaced the key, to the lock and chain
My spot remain like a bleach stain or cranberry
It's Murder She Wrote like Angela Lansbury
I remember being small mane
New toys when my Momma won a card game
Got my gifts before Christmas
Didn't have to wait for them
I had a ten speeder scooter and a skateboard
And we moved to the suburbs
Me and Lil' Toya Johnson was love birds aww man
And I swear I feel born again
I'm in the buildin' like the audience
[Refrain:]
Just lightin' up my
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