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On My Own - (with Reel) Lyrics - Tha Carter (screwed And Chopped) - Lil Wayne

Yeah, hit me wit the snares Fresh 

Just the snares Fresh, I like the snares Fresh 

I'ma ride the snares all the way 

Throught this thing right here man 

I'm sexy Weezy baby 

Test once again' what up 

This is what they call me bitch 

Eagle Eagle Carter Man 

In a 96 Regal contraband 

On my way to the east to the laundromat 

Gotta wash that money and get on my ass 

Gotta flip them bricks it be gone so fast 

I gotta do somethin' I done blown my last 

Dollar holla at ya boy on the ave 

And that cheaper eagle is what I'm known to have 

Shit tend to be slow I put on the mask 

And make it halloween and take all ya bags 

I say Holly Holly Grove wount you gon on and stash 

Fuck it make these mutha fuckas understand 

I say look coach ya pitchin' at me underhand 

But I'm a designated hitter I adjust so fast 

Y'all been designin' woman I'm a womans man 

I'm the Cash Money prince blow the trumpets band and 

They say they want the drugs to stop 

But I'ma major set back when my album drop 

I got that wet crack flow out ya mammy's pot 

I got that jet black 4 at ya mammy's spot 

I'm tryna get back door I demand it now 

Yeah, panic now you better pan it down 

Fore the neighbors sen me over here tearin' it down 

Here's Weezy F. Baby and his crown, The Prince 

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 

And the handgun is so included 

Don't get it confused I want no confusion 

And keep ya hoe I don't want yo contusions 

I make my hoe stop and let the dough keep movin' 

A bitch over some money is a hungry nuisance 

It's money over bitches that I'm gon keep provin' 

Yes it's Weezy F. I got ya mama groovin' 

Out of all the Hot Boys she say I'm the coolest 

I bought my bag of oranges this time to juice it 

This game is a bitch and I'm tryna seduce it 

I floss a awful lot of haters tryna reduce it 

But the laser on the 45 is eyein' ya stupid, oh 

One shot to remind ya who is 

That fly lil nigga thats behind the trigga, wizzle 

I'm off chronic combined wit liquor 

But nigga will never see me like mama tigger, oh 

A 80's baby a fightin' nigga 

I got it on my mind like a psychic nigga 

I'm somethin' ya culpepper like a Viking slick 

See me over the Viking stove and I'm whitin' bricks 

Or in the middle of the shootout untightin' clips 

Pop another one shoot back while lightin' this spliff 

I do this, you catchin' my drift 

Representin' wit my section on my belly and shit, I am the prince 

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 

So roll the carpet out 

'Cause you fuckin' wit a nigga from the royal south 

See ya either in or ya out 

And if ya out stay in 'cause them warriors out 

Them vultures the cops and them lawyers out 

I just open up the gate and let my hoyas out 

Nah, nigga I never call ya house 

I'm probably somewhere takin' Toya out 

Not answerin' my phone man ignorin' ya spouse 

She leavin' messages about me enjoyin' her mouth, aye, stop 

I'm ready to knock a boy in the mouth 

Give me the name nah better yet point em out, aye 

Me and the streets got a joint account 

I'm from the streets that ya need to be warned about 

New Orleans woadie put the gat in ya mouth 

And we tote a lot of iron that'll flatten ya out 

Few roaches but never have no rats in his house 

Never tell on one another leave that in the house 

Always been a small hustler move my packagin' out 

I ever run into some trouble send them savages out 

These niggas talkin' sweet I get them cavities out 

I got graveyard flyers man I'm passin' em out, aye 

Bitch nigga get ya ass on the ground 

And bow down to ya majesty now I am the Prince 

This is my town my home, yeah 

This is my crown my throne 

(The prince) 

This is me on my own 

(The prince) 

Let's get it on 

(The prince) 

This is my town my home 

(The prince) 

This is my crown my throne 

(Weezy) 

This is me on my own 

(By my self so niggas guess what) 

Let's get it on 

 

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