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Biznite… Biznite…Nothing but it I’m dippin’ in a black milleny benny sittin on twentysTop off when the city’s windy me and pretty CindyShe dressed up in pretty Fendi and she sippin remyI’m Iceburg nuttin but whenny all the way to my tinnyI’m hotter than a semi’ cause this girl she and plus my head is

[Lil Wayne]CheckHuhWhat?What?Let’s go, nigga (Where you at, Wheezy?) You liable to catch me speedin’ up the six, or beatin’ up a chick or standin’ over a stove, sweatin’, heatin’ up a brickAnd we keep the hustlin’ slick, and got clips like bananasWe twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannonsWe ran in habitats with

Dawg you gotta feel me on this oneWhat it be like dawg, I’m on some some adope grown up type shitlook who I be around nigga, look who I been around niggaGeezy, Juve and turk, B and Slim dawg pay attention dawg [Verse 1]Age is nothin but some digits nigga trust me on thisCas I

[Lil Wayne]Come on, come onCome on, come on, come on, come onAin’t nothin’ nice or sweet (Huh?)They don’t even much understand this (Uh-uh)Look- Now when I crawl up out the Rove’ I got quarters and O’sForty-fours under my clothes – I’m drunk and blowAnd I done told them boys if they play I dump their

[Lil Wayne]WhaaatYou can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zonesor dope and powder broke, and our sale’s soap and flourAnd most of our customers come up to us dailyYet and still I cut this stuff crazy – a hustler, babyWhat can I give you? I distribute ki’s to the kingsand z’s to