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on my own - chopped & screwed - lil wayne lyrics

[intro: lil wayne]
yeah, hit me with the snares, fresh
yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah, just the snares, fresh
ch*ch*ch*ch, i like the snares, fresh
ch*ch*ch*ch, i’ma ride the snares all the way though this thing right here
drum section weezy baby
[?] once again
what up? this is what they call me, dutch!

[verse 1: lil wayne]
eagle, eagle carter man
in a ’96 regal contraband
on my way to the east to the laundromat
got to wash that money and get on my ass
gotta flip them bricks it be gone so fast
i got to do something i done blown my last
dollar holler at your boy on the avе
and that cheap perico is what i’m known to have
sh*t tеnd to be slow i put on the mask
and make it halloween and take all your bags
i say holly*hollygrove won’t you go and stand up
and make these motherf*ckers understand
i say, “look coach they pitching at me under hand”
but i’m a designated hitter i adjust so fast
ya’ll men designing women, i’m a woman’s man
i’m the cash money prince blow the trumpets band, and
they say they want the drugs to stop
but i’m a major set back when my album drop
i got that wet crack flow out ya mami’s pot
i got that jet black four at ya mami’s spot
i’m trying to get back door i demand it now
yeah, panic now, you better pan it down
‘fore the neighbors they overhear me tear it down
yeah it’s weezy f. baby and his crown, the prince
[chorus: reel]
this is my town, my home
this is my crown, my throne
this is me on my own
let’s get it on
this is my town, my home
this is my crown, my throne
this is me on my own
let’s get it on

[verse 2: lil wayne]
and the handgun is so included
don’t get it confused i want no confusion
and keep ya ho i don’t want your contusions
i make my hoes stop and let the dough keep moving
a b*tch over some money is a hungry nuisance
it’s money over b*tches that i am going to keep proving
it’s weezy f, i got ya momma groovin’
out of all the hot boys she say i’m the coolest
i bought my bag of oranges its time to juice it
this game is a b*tch and i’m trying to seduce it
i floss, a awful lot of haters try and reduce it
but the laser on the 45 is eyeing you stupid
one shot to remind you who is
that fly little n*gga that’s behind the trigger, wizzle
i’m off chronic combined with liquor
but n*ggas’ll never see me like momma tigger
a 80’s*baby a fighting n*gga
i got it on my mind like a psychic n*gga
i’m something you call pepper like a viking sl!ck
see me over the viking stove i’m whitening bricks
or in the middle of the shoot out untightening clips
pop another one shoot back while lighting a spliff
i do this you catching my drift
representing with my section on my belly and sh*t
i am the prince
[chorus: reel]
this is my town, my home
this is my crown, my throne
this is me on my own
let’s get it on
this is my town, my home
this is my crown, my throne
this is me on my own
let’s get it on

[verse 3: lil wayne]
so roll the carpet out
’cause you f*cking with a n*gga from the royal south
see you either in or you out and if you out stay in ’cause them warriors out
those vultures, them cops, and the lawyers out
i just open up the gate and let my hoyas out
no n*gga i never call your house i’m probably somewhere taking toya out
not answering my phone, man, ignoring ya spouse
she leaving messages about me enjoying her mouth
hey i’m ready to knock a boy in the mouth
give me the name naw better yet point him out
hey, me and the streets got a joint account
i’m from the streets that you need to be warned about
new orleans whoa they put the gat in your mouth
and we tote a lot of iron to flatten you out
few roaches but never had no rats in this house
never tell on one another leave that in the house
always been a small hustler moving my packaging out
i ever run into some trouble send them savages out
these n*ggas talking sweet i get them cavities out
i got graveyard fliers man i’m passing them out
hey b*tch n*gga get ya ass on the ground and bow down to ya majesty now i am the prince

- lil wayne lyrics

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