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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]
|Bb |Am |Bb |Am
[Hook]
Bb Am
Get rid of the residue
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
Bb Am
This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
Bb Am
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you
Leggo
[Verse 1]
Bb Am
It's all about the Young fuckin' Money
Bb Am
It's a war in these streets, I need a Humvee
Bb Am
That AK-47, that's my trusty
Bb Am
Got some tricks up my sleeves, I need some cufflinks
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
These niggas soft, these niggas fluffy
Bb Am
Another one bites the dust 'til his gums bleed
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
Public Enemy, Chuck D
Bb Am
Me with no money's like a bunny with no front teeth
Bb
Fuck me?
Am
It's fuck you if it's fuck me
Bb Am
I hit the kush, blow it out like a bum knee
Bb
Where the haters?
Am
Point 'em out and ask 'em what's beef
Bb Am
Stack of hundred dollar bills in a scrunchie
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
Kamikaze, kidnappin' killers
Bb Am
Screaming "Fuck the other side"
Bb Am
She ride the dick, the dick gon' kill her
Bb Am
Vehicular homicide
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga
Bb Am
I'm sorry for them other guys
Bb
Lay a nigga down
Am
Nina sang his ass a lullaby
Bb
Wave your white flag all you want
Am
Bitch, I'm colorblind
Bb Am
Bad bitch with me got thunder thighs
And her mother's eyes
Bb Am
Li-li-li-lick my lollipop like it got gum inside
Bb
Miami in the winter
Am
Cali in the summertime
Bb
My bitch is independent
Am
She don't ask me for a dime
Bb
Love it when we makin' love
Am
Hate it when it's fuckin' time
Bb
Disrespect the caterpillar
Dm
Rave about the butterfly
Bb
Bullet ain't got no name, nigga
Am
But you could get it customized
Bb Am
Run up in your house, undisguised
Why you look surprised?
Bb
Motherfuckers better fuckin' hide
Am
I feel like Mr. Hyde
Bb Am
Athletes still gettin' jacked like they missin' tires
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
One of the wildest B's in my hive
Bb Am
I'll sting a bitch and die anytime
Bb Am
Hate it when the fuckin' police shut the session down
Bb Am
We just talkin', we just skatin', we just messin' round
Bb Am
Tell them niggas that be hatin' we ain't messin' round
N.C.
They just barkin', they just fakin', they gon' settle down
Bb Am
We got bitches, we got beer, we got Bobby Brown
Bb Am
Skatin' underneath the bridge, dead body found
Bb Am
Do a trick over the body, hope he smilin' down
Bb Am
Do a trick off of some stairs, land on solid ground
Bb Am
Grizzly Gang in this bitch, check the grip tape
Bb Am
Nigga came on your bitch, ooh milkshake
Bb Am
Chop a cocaine brick like a sensei
Bb Am
Break the great white down to a fish plate
Bb Am
Woo! Pockets on inflate
Bb Am
Got the Yay locked down like Kim K
Bb Am
I been sippin' codeine since 10K
Bb Am
I be cussin' while I'm bussin'
"Die motherfuckers"
Bb
Oh Lord
[Hook]
Am
Get rid of the residue
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
Bb Am
It's that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
Bb Am
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
Bb Am
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you
|Bb |Am |Bb |Am
[Hook]
Bb Am
Get rid of the residue
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
Bb Am
This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
Bb Am
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you
Leggo
[Verse 1]
Bb Am
It's all about the Young fuckin' Money
Bb Am
It's a war in these streets, I need a Humvee
Bb Am
That AK-47, that's my trusty
Bb Am
Got some tricks up my sleeves, I need some cufflinks
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
These niggas soft, these niggas fluffy
Bb Am
Another one bites the dust 'til his gums bleed
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
Public Enemy, Chuck D
Bb Am
Me with no money's like a bunny with no front teeth
Bb
Fuck me?
Am
It's fuck you if it's fuck me
Bb Am
I hit the kush, blow it out like a bum knee
Bb
Where the haters?
Am
Point 'em out and ask 'em what's beef
Bb Am
Stack of hundred dollar bills in a scrunchie
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
Kamikaze, kidnappin' killers
Bb Am
Screaming "Fuck the other side"
Bb Am
She ride the dick, the dick gon' kill her
Bb Am
Vehicular homicide
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga
Bb Am
I'm sorry for them other guys
Bb
Lay a nigga down
Am
Nina sang his ass a lullaby
Bb
Wave your white flag all you want
Am
Bitch, I'm colorblind
Bb Am
Bad bitch with me got thunder thighs
And her mother's eyes
Bb Am
Li-li-li-lick my lollipop like it got gum inside
Bb
Miami in the winter
Am
Cali in the summertime
Bb
My bitch is independent
Am
She don't ask me for a dime
Bb
Love it when we makin' love
Am
Hate it when it's fuckin' time
Bb
Disrespect the caterpillar
Dm
Rave about the butterfly
Bb
Bullet ain't got no name, nigga
Am
But you could get it customized
Bb Am
Run up in your house, undisguised
Why you look surprised?
Bb
Motherfuckers better fuckin' hide
Am
I feel like Mr. Hyde
Bb Am
Athletes still gettin' jacked like they missin' tires
Bb
Oh Lord
Am
One of the wildest B's in my hive
Bb Am
I'll sting a bitch and die anytime
Bb Am
Hate it when the fuckin' police shut the session down
Bb Am
We just talkin', we just skatin', we just messin' round
Bb Am
Tell them niggas that be hatin' we ain't messin' round
N.C.
They just barkin', they just fakin', they gon' settle down
Bb Am
We got bitches, we got beer, we got Bobby Brown
Bb Am
Skatin' underneath the bridge, dead body found
Bb Am
Do a trick over the body, hope he smilin' down
Bb Am
Do a trick off of some stairs, land on solid ground
Bb Am
Grizzly Gang in this bitch, check the grip tape
Bb Am
Nigga came on your bitch, ooh milkshake
Bb Am
Chop a cocaine brick like a sensei
Bb Am
Break the great white down to a fish plate
Bb Am
Woo! Pockets on inflate
Bb Am
Got the Yay locked down like Kim K
Bb Am
I been sippin' codeine since 10K
Bb Am
I be cussin' while I'm bussin'
"Die motherfuckers"
Bb
Oh Lord
[Hook]
Am
Get rid of the residue
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
Bb Am
It's that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
Bb Am
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
Bb Am
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you
Los Tetas
Love and Theft
Luminate
M. Ward
M.I.A.