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Young'n Blues Lyrics - 500 Degreez - Lil Wayne

Yeah 

See you gotta clap your hands to this 

Yeah 

Snap your finger, stomp your feet, wink a eye do something 

Well 

But you gotta move to this tho' 

What we gotta do 

That's right, that's right 

 

{I gather y'all here today 

To become a witness to something you may have never see or heard before 

There's something I wish to share with y'all today 

You know it's hotter than fire and it hurt worst than pain 

This here is something you old folk, may not know too much about} 

 

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{This here, this is the, the young'n blues y'all 

I got the, the young'n blues y'all 

I got the, the young'n blues y'all 

I got the, the young'n blues y'all 

Check me out 

Listen} 

 

I met her when I was young and she was younger 

With a body like woman so her age meant nothing 

I had to get her number 

After how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer 

I'm wishing I could hit her all summer 

 

And all she ever wanted 

Was for young Weezy to love her 

But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and dump her 

But that didn't come easy 

'Cuz she ended up being my baby's mother 

 

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And then I felt smothered but little did I know 

I'd never find the same girl inside another 

But I never thought that I'd be looking for her 

And I never thought that late at night 

When I'm in the mix laying down with some chick 

That suddenly it'll click 

 

How this broad in my drawers don't know shit 

'Bout what I did 'fore I was big 

When's there's a woman with my kid where I should be 

She screamed to me 

My love, my patience, my pain 

Nigga please 

 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

 

I met her after the fame 

And she ain't even like me but I got her after the game 

Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet thang 

Made her into wifey and then reality changed 

 

It was going good, I was happy again 

But then things got rapidly strange and it had to be Wayne 

She was still a virgin what more could I ask from a dame 

But I was a bastard, I asked for the pain 

Now my ass in the rain 

 

And she got a new life the picture flipped 

And none of it includes Weezy and all his bullshit 

And I remember the Bahamas for the weekend 

We was freaking in the suite 

And she looked sweet enough to beat it up 

 

Till we began to sleep and I 

I'm dreaming 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie 

Told me keep it, she ain't want moms to see it 

And just think I once saw it on the girl's body 

Now all I'm seeing is nobody 

 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

 

You see I never really ran, but no gentleman 

All I know is big pimpin' ma'am 

I'm just tryna be Weezy 

And the perfect husband just might be too hard to find in me, Weezy 

 

Baby girl, you gotta work with ya boy 

'Cuz all of that cursing it be hurting ya boy 

Look for the better not the worst in ya boy 

And maybe I can be ya boy, ya know what I'm sayin' 

 

But see this here is not your everyday love tune 

It's the story of your everyday thug dude 

And in your mind you prolly thinkin' we don't love you 

But on the real we just not used to what love do 

 

And please consider that 

We were taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes 

Love pussy but you don't love them ho's 

Love ya niggaz love ya children 

Now if they got a bitch you could love that 

Holla back 

 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

Young Weezy got the young'n blues y'all 

I got the young'n blues y'all 

 

{Now see 

Pimps, players 

Take your hat off to this 

'Cuz you gon' rub your head after you hear this one man 

Yes ma'am, you know what I'm saying} 

 

{Hold your cries till after the jam people 

This here is real 

You gotta feel me 

Fe they gotta feel me, ya know 

Aight baby 

Holla back} 

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