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Lil' Wayne

Album

THE DROUGHT IS OVER PT.2 (CARTER 3 SESSIONS MIXTAPE)

Song

La La La



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



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Yea, yea, yea, 1, 7

Cash money, young money



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 trough the hood suicidal doors

I use 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 duckin' 5, 0 and my moms

Young and quick to go off like car alarms

Now the youngin' keep his mind on the Parmesan

Them other niggas ain't eatin' like a romadon



Spit the shit that make ya feel it in yo' chromosomes

Got my the money put my whole damn corner on

Young Carter part 3 on the corner store

Eagle street, keep it goin' 'til homasome



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Can I kick it?



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 Tupac, I hum Aaliyah

And soldier 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'm a 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 a two totter, I'm rockin' dolo

I used to have the starter jacket with the logo

And the hat, me myself had the no, that's the saints nigga



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Can I kick it?



It's Lil' Wayne and I'm a shine in da rain

Na, nothing gets clear without me signing my name

I'm just head lining da game

Won't quit till I'm a rod and da game



They ridin' da bench, they not and da game

I misplaced the key to da lock and chain

My spot remain like a bleach stain or cranberry

It's murder she wrote like Angela Lanceberry



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 10 speeder scooter and a skateboard

(Ha, haa)

And we moved to the suburbs

Me and lil' Toya Johnson was love birds, aw man

And I swear, I feel born again

I'm in da building like da audience