3 Peat

Lil Wayne

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Played: 258

Album:

Tha Carter III

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[Intro] Yessir! They can't stop me Even if they stopped me... Hahahah, yeah [Refrain] I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it I'm so on it, and however you want it You can get it tonight ho, and all night ho I get the beat from (Maestro), a-fuckin' right, ho! [Verse] I might go crazy on these niggas, I don't give a motherfuck Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up What! What! I don't give a motherfuck Get your baby kidnapped and your baby-mother fucked It's Tha Carter 3, bitch, better put your supper up Hollygrove, I throw it up like I'm trying to lose my gut Fuck is up? Beat him up like a million uppercuts Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it, shit Get on my level? You can't get on my level You gon' need a space shuttle or a ladder that's forever However, I'm better, if not now, then never Don't you ever fix your lips unless you 'bout to suck my dick Bitch, swallow my words, taste my thoughts And if it's too nasty, spit it back at me Two more inches, I'd have been in that casket According to the doctor, I could've died in traffic Bounce right back on them bitches, like Magic Abracadabra, I'm up, like Viagra I just do this shit for my clique, like Adam Sandler I control hip-hop, and I'ma keep it on my channel Watch me! Bitch, watch me! Bitch, watch me! But they cannot-see me, like Hitler It's the New Orleans nightmare Money so old, it's growing white hair Young Money, baby! Yeah, we right here I'ma make sure we ball 'til we fall like tears And mama, don't cry, your son can handle his I got her out the hood and put up in the hills, yeah When I was fourteen, I told my mom we would see better days And sure enough, I got Miss Cita in a better place When I was fourteen, I told my mom we would see better days And sure enough, we did exactly what I said I tell my girl, "When you fuck me, better fuck me good 'Cause if another girl could, she gon' fuck me good" No sitting at the table if you bringing nothing to it And I get straight to it like it's nothing to it Yeah, I got game like Stuart Scott, fresh out the ESPN shop And when SportsCenter poppin', everything stoppin' But you can't fool me, I know what you watchin' [Refrain] Me! You watch me! You watch me! 'Cause I be Weezy, must-see TV, C3 Nigga, that's me, and I'm me I'm me, times three So retreat, or suffer defeat I'm back, 3-Peat! C3!