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Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September 27, 1982 in New Orleans, Louisiana), better known by his stage name Lil Wayne, is an American rapper. Formerly a member of the rap group the Hot Boys, he joined the Cash Money Records collective as a teenager. Get It How U Live, released in 1997, was Lil Wayne's first album with Hot Boys, and Tha Block is Hot, his solo debut, came out in 1999.
After gaining fame with two other albums in the early 2000s
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Other songs:
- How To Love
- Mirror (feat. Bruno Mars)
- 5 Star
- Bitches Love Me
- Blackin Out
- Blood Mary
- Blowing Up Fast
- Blunt Blowin
- Dark Side Of The Moon
- Dont Cry
- Drop The World
- Faith
- Fireworks
- Heavy Chevy
- Hercules
- Hustler Musik
- Im The One
- It Aint Me
- Knockout
- Like A Man
- Lollipop
- Love Me
- Magnolia
- Mess
- Mirror
- Mrs Officer
- Mula Gang
- Paradise
- Rich As Fuck
- Right Above It
- Selsun Blue
- Something You Forgot
- Sorry 4 The Wait
- Start A Fire
- Sucker For Pain
- Til She Lose Her Voice
- Vizine
- Without You
- Yeezy Sneackers
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[Intro: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
What up, bruh?
What up?
So, y'know, I was thinkin', right?
Y'know, since we doin' the "He Rap He Sang" album, I figured
That you from N-O, right?
Mhm, mhm
Right, right, and I'm from Florida
Tallahassee?
Right, so I got a couple things to, like, teach you
Okay
That you probably need to know about
Since you came to Miami now
I did
And you know what I'm sayin'
You pretty much a certified Florida boy
Woo!
So is it cool if, like, I just teach you a couple things you need to know?
It's not much, all you gotta do is sit back, relax, take it in, you ready?
No worries, no homo
Alright, let's go
[Chorus]
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
F#m G#m A Bm
I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
F#m G#m A Bm
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see what I got (T-Double)
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
(Tha Bizness)
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
So let's start with the
F#m G#m A Bm
'72 Chevelle, I know that well
'Cause everybody try to buy that bitch from me
But I will never sell, hell
F#m G#m A Bm
Mids and highs and 4-12s
24 inches, chopped seats, complete with the Pirells
F#m G#m A Bm
Inside got baby blue 'gator scales
Even on the bottom of the seat, you can see the 'gator tail
F#m G#m A Bm
My shit hard as a turtle shell
Plus I got a mothafuckin' motor that'll make them tires yell
F#m G#m A Bm
When I was 11, dawg, I learned 'bout my Chevy, dawg
I burned the Pirellis off, convertible, take it off
F#m G#m A Bm
Believe my leather stayin' soft
That's why I'm at the start line, 'bout to take it off
[Chorus]
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
F#m G#m A Bm
I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
F#m G#m A Bm
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see what I got (T-Double)
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
(Tha Bizness)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
F#m G#m A Bm
Well, I went and got that new Chevy truck
The one without the little man step
F#m G#m A Bm
And I love that bitch so much, tomorrow I'ma wear the fan belt
F#m G#m A Bm
Speakers in the bed sound like I got band help
Beatin' down yo' block, leave you with a damn welt
F#m G#m A Bm
I used to have a '64 a few years ago
I had that bitch on three wheels on one of my old videos
F#m G#m A Bm
Now I got a honey SS, I call it Cheerio
But my neighbors call it "Please turn down the stereo!"
F#m G#m A Bm
Now cut that hoe up louder
24 karat gold pipes on the low Impala
F#m G#m A Bm
See Pain, I knew a lil somethin', but thanks for the lesson
As a matter of fact, y'know what? I'ma buy you a Chevy
[Chorus]
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
F#m G#m A Bm
I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
F#m G#m A Bm
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see what
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
F#m G#m A Bm
I said, a long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
F#m G#m A Bm
And I knew if I had my chance, I could make the people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
F#m G#m A Bm
Oh, but February made me shiver with every paper I deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
F#m G#m A Bm
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
But somethin' touched me deep inside the day the music died
F#m G#m A Bm
So bye-bye Ms. American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
F#m G#m A Bm
And them good ol' boys was drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die, day that I die
What up, bruh?
What up?
So, y'know, I was thinkin', right?
Y'know, since we doin' the "He Rap He Sang" album, I figured
That you from N-O, right?
Mhm, mhm
Right, right, and I'm from Florida
Tallahassee?
Right, so I got a couple things to, like, teach you
Okay
That you probably need to know about
Since you came to Miami now
I did
And you know what I'm sayin'
You pretty much a certified Florida boy
Woo!
So is it cool if, like, I just teach you a couple things you need to know?
It's not much, all you gotta do is sit back, relax, take it in, you ready?
No worries, no homo
Alright, let's go
[Chorus]
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
F#m G#m A Bm
I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
F#m G#m A Bm
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see what I got (T-Double)
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
(Tha Bizness)
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
So let's start with the
F#m G#m A Bm
'72 Chevelle, I know that well
'Cause everybody try to buy that bitch from me
But I will never sell, hell
F#m G#m A Bm
Mids and highs and 4-12s
24 inches, chopped seats, complete with the Pirells
F#m G#m A Bm
Inside got baby blue 'gator scales
Even on the bottom of the seat, you can see the 'gator tail
F#m G#m A Bm
My shit hard as a turtle shell
Plus I got a mothafuckin' motor that'll make them tires yell
F#m G#m A Bm
When I was 11, dawg, I learned 'bout my Chevy, dawg
I burned the Pirellis off, convertible, take it off
F#m G#m A Bm
Believe my leather stayin' soft
That's why I'm at the start line, 'bout to take it off
[Chorus]
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
F#m G#m A Bm
I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
F#m G#m A Bm
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see what I got (T-Double)
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
(Tha Bizness)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
F#m G#m A Bm
Well, I went and got that new Chevy truck
The one without the little man step
F#m G#m A Bm
And I love that bitch so much, tomorrow I'ma wear the fan belt
F#m G#m A Bm
Speakers in the bed sound like I got band help
Beatin' down yo' block, leave you with a damn welt
F#m G#m A Bm
I used to have a '64 a few years ago
I had that bitch on three wheels on one of my old videos
F#m G#m A Bm
Now I got a honey SS, I call it Cheerio
But my neighbors call it "Please turn down the stereo!"
F#m G#m A Bm
Now cut that hoe up louder
24 karat gold pipes on the low Impala
F#m G#m A Bm
See Pain, I knew a lil somethin', but thanks for the lesson
As a matter of fact, y'know what? I'ma buy you a Chevy
[Chorus]
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
F#m G#m A Bm
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
F#m G#m A Bm
I see you, I think I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
F#m G#m A Bm
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Dunk Ryders
F#m G#m A Bm
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see what
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
F#m G#m A Bm
I said, a long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
F#m G#m A Bm
And I knew if I had my chance, I could make the people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
F#m G#m A Bm
Oh, but February made me shiver with every paper I deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
F#m G#m A Bm
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
But somethin' touched me deep inside the day the music died
F#m G#m A Bm
So bye-bye Ms. American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
F#m G#m A Bm
And them good ol' boys was drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die, day that I die
Los Tetas
Love and Theft
Luminate
M. Ward
M.I.A.