Biografia:
Dwayne Michael Carter, mais conhecido como Lil' Wayne, nasceu em Nova Orleans, Louisiana, Estados Unidos, no dia 27 de Setembro de 1982. É um rapper estadunidense. Também é conhecido como Birdman J.R., Raw Tune, Weezy F. Baby, Weezy, Dwayne Carter. Seus rappers favoritos são 2Pac, Eminem, Pimp Daddy, U.N.L.V., Big Pun e Jay-Z, além do rapper underground JO$H.
Assinou com a Cash Money Records quando ainda estava no ginásio. Depois de ver Wayne usando as cores das gangues locais, sua mãe melou seu contrato com a gravadora.
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Outras músicas:
- 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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[Verse]
Bm
Ain't Nobody fucking with me
F#m
First degree murder, you can get your degree
Motherfucker
A
And you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder woman
F#m A
Tune gonna ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Bm
Real brotha shit, pussy brotha gon hate
F#m
Pound of the Kush call that bitch pound cake
A
I hit it from the back
A
And make that bitch about face
F#m
And then I gotta split
A
I'm sorry baby, sour grapes
[Bridge]
G
She wine, baby don't leave
A
I duck that bullshit, bob and weave
F#m
Everybody tripping, but I ain't never tripping
G
Leave your ass flatter than my new television
G
I'm talking about money and the power
G
Power and the money
A
This shit is magic Stan Van Gundy
F#m
Ima run this shit till I'm the last man runnin
F#m7
Mack light that shit, then pass that to me
[Chorus]
Bm
Young Money motherfucker yeah
A
We the shit, yeah Weezy go hard like Cialis
G
Don't love that bitch, I fucked that ho
A
She pop X I smoke O's tic-tac-toe
Bm
And I stink cause I got alot of shit on my mind
A
They say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9?
G
I stand infront of the clock
G
Cause I'm ahead of the time
A
Knock your pussy ass off
A
And send your head to your mom
[Verse]
Bm
I ain't playing with brothas, no sir not me
F#m
And they can't blindfold what my third eye see
A
Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free
F#m A
And the coupe transform, no Tyrese
Bm
Hello Goodbye, where are you Wayne?
F#m
I'm somewhere inbetween joy and pain
A
And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds
F#m A
Got high as a bitch and left my love on the ground
[Bridge]
G
Now ain't that about a bitch? It ain't never about a bitch
A
Ill take your bitch and make her everybody bitch
F#m
Backed up by a bunch of G ass brothaa
G
And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads brotha
G
Eagle street where the real brothas hung
A
Ima rep that shit till Kingdom come
F#m
Yeah Sharp brang the drank, I bring the blunts
F#m7
Fucking with me its blood, brains or guts
[Chorus]
Bm
Fuck yall for real though
A
Sleep with the hammer under the pillow
G
Get into the room, bend her over like her elbows
A
Soon as I'm done peel off like velcro, gone.
Bm A
baby I'm stoned, smoking on the strong
G
Got a huge ass bong, swag off the hook
G
You can't use that phone
A
Stopped at the light and put my roof back on
[Verse]
Bm
One time for the G's, the brothas got it lock'd
F#m
The brothas with the keys, The brothas on the block
A
The brothas on they P's and Q's
F#m A
Put your bitch ass on the evening news
Bm
Jumping in the game better read the rules
F#m
High as a bitch yeah that's me on the moon
A
Fuck with me die soon, not late
F#m A
And I'm sorry for the motherfucking wait
Bm
Tunechi
[Verse]
Bm
Ain't Nobody fucking with me
F#m
First degree murder, you can get your degree
Motherfucker
A
And you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder woman
F#m A
Tune gonna ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Bm
Real brotha shit, pussy brotha gon hate
F#m
Pound of the Kush call that bitch pound cake
A
I hit it from the back
A
And make that bitch about face
F#m
And then I gotta split
A
I'm sorry baby, sour grapes
[Bridge]
G
She wine, baby don't leave
A
I duck that bullshit, bob and weave
F#m
Everybody tripping, but I ain't never tripping
G
Leave your ass flatter than my new television
G
I'm talking about money and the power
G
Power and the money
A
This shit is magic Stan Van Gundy
F#m
Ima run this shit till I'm the last man runnin
F#m7
Mack light that shit, then pass that to me
[Chorus]
Bm
Young Money motherfucker yeah
A
We the shit, yeah Weezy go hard like Cialis
G
Don't love that bitch, I fucked that ho
A
She pop X I smoke O's tic-tac-toe
Bm
And I stink cause I got alot of shit on my mind
A
They say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9?
G
I stand infront of the clock
G
Cause I'm ahead of the time
A
Knock your pussy ass off
A
And send your head to your mom
[Verse]
Bm
I ain't playing with brothas, no sir not me
F#m
And they can't blindfold what my third eye see
A
Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free
F#m A
And the coupe transform, no Tyrese
Bm
Hello Goodbye, where are you Wayne?
F#m
I'm somewhere inbetween joy and pain
A
And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds
F#m A
Got high as a bitch and left my love on the ground
[Bridge]
G
Now ain't that about a bitch? It ain't never about a bitch
A
Ill take your bitch and make her everybody bitch
F#m
Backed up by a bunch of G ass brothaa
G
And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads brotha
G
Eagle street where the real brothas hung
A
Ima rep that shit till Kingdom come
F#m
Yeah Sharp brang the drank, I bring the blunts
F#m7
Fucking with me its blood, brains or guts
[Chorus]
Bm
Fuck yall for real though
A
Sleep with the hammer under the pillow
G
Get into the room, bend her over like her elbows
A
Soon as I'm done peel off like velcro, gone.
Bm A
baby I'm stoned, smoking on the strong
G
Got a huge ass bong, swag off the hook
G
You can't use that phone
A
Stopped at the light and put my roof back on
[Verse]
Bm
One time for the G's, the brothas got it lock'd
F#m
The brothas with the keys, The brothas on the block
A
The brothas on they P's and Q's
F#m A
Put your bitch ass on the evening news
Bm
Jumping in the game better read the rules
F#m
High as a bitch yeah that's me on the moon
A
Fuck with me die soon, not late
F#m A
And I'm sorry for the motherfucking wait
Bm
Tunechi
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Love and Theft
Luminate
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