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Artist

Lil' Wayne

Album

Tha Carter, Vol. 2

Song

Weezy Baby



Yeah

My girl get in at 1:15 AM

The guitar's cryin' right now

Just a couple things goin' on in my life, you know



Brim leanin', cup tilted, blunt flickin'

Get money, fuck bitches

Young Weezy, young pimpin', she love it

I keep goin', she keep comin', what you know 'bout it?



So 'bout it like Master P but no coward

No I am, no Howard the duck duck

Lead showers, black flowers

Black dresses, two hours, closed casket



My dough tactics is so crafty

No laughter, I do that after I get the dough bastards

I get the dough faster, what if I flowed faster

Like oh Nancy, the flow's plastic, automatic, I'm



More drastic, ain't no names compared to me

Who are you? Where are ya? I can't see ya, answer me

Ya not there to me, I ain't fuckin' wit you bitch niggaz

I'm fuckin' ya sis nigga, it's Weezy



If you gon' call him Weezy

Then you must say the baby

If you don't say the baby

Then just don't say it at all



I'm slick as an old mac, I'm sick as a Prozac

And the Carter 1 was the dick for you hoes trapped

And this is tha Carter 2 and this is the bozack

Diggin' you hoes back, quick if I blow back



Got it, gone rabbit

Fast ma daddy's rabbit at home

What up pa, what up Pac, what up Pun

What up Big, what up Solja



As the streets get colder I get chillier

What up left eye, what up Aaliyah

Get Teck 9 close by touch 'em up

I shoot niggaz in the mouth boy pucker up



Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the fuck

Where the hell all these new pussy rappers come from

I chew 'em up like bubble gum, yum yum

Young Weezy so troublesome, what what



If you gon' call him Weezy

Then you must say the baby

If you don't say the baby

Then just don't say it at all



I ain't talkin' fast you just listenin' too slow

I'm gettin' them Benjamins, can serve like the Wimbledon

If I'm in any predicament, nervous never that

Got a gat to knock whoever back back, very flat



Chest caved in, mess on the pavement

Splat cherry wax, rahh, bury that

Rats scary cat, rat carry that

Holly grove trigga man guns in a knapsack



Area code five zero four, I ain't Nino fuckin' Brown

And this is tha Carter ho, this is a quarter stick

This in ya garter ho

Leave out the back and go straight to the corner store



Return with the cake, come wit all ma dough

And if not they find you in a lake in the mornin' ho

Weezy, baby please say the baby

If not, don't ya motherfuckin' say it at all, bitch



If you gon' call him Weezy

Then you must say the baby

If you don't say the baby

Then just don't say it at all