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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

Outstanding Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Mr. D. Carter 

from out tha deep water 

thank the lord for my voice, 

the beat, and the recorder 

now pick an alphabet 

and your a z and 

while i'm up tryin to be tha best mc and 

now let me in 

I got my key in 

and with them alphabets, 

I never used p-e-n 

but i gotta lotta paper 

but a lot aint enough 

so I got an occupatioin 

gotta bring the bacon 

straight to the kitchen table 

homie if ya girl pregnant 

you should kiss her naval 

cuz you probably wont live 

to see the mothaf**kin cradle 

ya past left a scar 

and the future's lookin fatal 

ya can't be sorry 

ya gotta be a savior 

gotta be the bread winner 

so go rob the bread maker 

when they put ya homey to sleep 

its gotta be a wake up 

ya move in tha hood 

then ya gotta meet the neighbors 

 

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I holla 

Bitch get off me 

bitch get off me 

I'm the little ass nigga 

known as big homei 

the killas is ballin 

the niggas is targets 

the snitches is talkin 

but this is New Orleans 

I love what i got 

I'm just livin the moment 

I aint dyin just yet 

 

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I take a shit in the coffin 

I already know how to piss in tha toilet 

I'm tryin to get tha pot 

to piss in in the mornin' 

I never fall back 

I'd rather go forward 

and when I come through 

ya betta duck like howard 

because i got power 

just like a forward 

I come through the lane 

and straight dunk like Staudi- 

Mire, Amare reminds me of I-uh 

he's a Pheonix sun and I am fire 

dis-re-spect and I spit fire 

til ya neck end up like 

 

Hey 

now would ya light that blunt 

promethazine please 

now bitch look at me 

like a set of t.v.'s 

I'm just tryin to live out my destiny, 

please, let me do me 

I got the recipe, feed 

I'm all about my bread 

like a seseme seed 

big dog talkin, check my pedigree flees (HaHa) 

and I ball like every team 

and i got every girl havin sex with me dream 

My heart is in the dirty 

but the rest of me clean 

I jump for Hollygrove 

like a trampoline fiend 

and I rock ya bells 

like a tambourine bean 

jewelry shinin' like flush 

Maybaline bling 

red Giants jersey if ya know wut i mean 

Gimme Plaxico Burress, number seventeen 

one circle, three fingers is tha theme 

and young money motha f**ka is tha team 

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