Home >> Artists starting with L >> LIL WAYNE Lyrics >> Ambitions As A Rider

LIL WAYNE - Ambitions As A Rider Lyrics

eahh

Money, Money, money

Get a dollor and a dick

Weezy Baby that crack motherfucker

Get a fix

Got money out the ass

No homo but I'm rich

About to



Yeahh

Money, Money, money

Get a dollor and a dick

Weezy Baby that crack motherfucker

Get a fix got money out the ass

No homo but I'm rich

About to



Yeahh

Money, Money, money

Get a dollor and a dick

Weezy Baby that crack motherfucker

Get a fix

Got money out the ass

No homo but I'm rich

About to go get surgery

And put some dimonds in my wrist

Yes, yup, I'm a motherfuckin trip

I'm a trip to Japan and some brand new shit

Nine hundred to a gram

Get you twenty eight grams

If you talkin about bricks

I'm the inter-state man

And the women say damn

But them niggas don't say a damn thing

Man I bet that shorty make you bounce

Like a bed spring

Walk in a thin line

Gotta defend my and with no pen

I'm sort of like a bomb, boom

Young toon, yeah that's what my people call me

50, 000 for the cross

Tryin to keep the reaper off me

I drink a lot of syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin

Big money for the grill

So I'm never cheap talkin

Yeah, keep talkin and the flame'll leap off the hip

And keep sparkin pap pap, sleep softly

Nap nap napsack 340 like fuck another nigga

Nigga just don't be the target

Young new orleans nigga

Nigga just don't be retarded



We done lost everything

And you lookin like a bargin

Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sargeant

I'm the best rapper in the game, no arguing

And I don't ever write, pause

I'm pausin, so kepp your bitch ass lines

Inside the margin. Lil Wayne dot com, bitch log in

Put a pillow under ya knees and keep ya jaws in

All in your girl's mouth, use her like a toilet

They usally want a baller and the young nigga ballin

Mike Jordan, parten my swaggy

But my father rich as fuck

And all my brothers left the family

We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami

I can't wait till' the cribs MTV come get at me

Any rapper wanna get at me, tell your label contact me

That's four hundred for a feature, in a battle I'll beat you

I'm a beast, I'm a creature, I'm the son of Ms. Cita

Ma Dooks, ma Jeeta, she the reason she the reason

Every woman wanna be the boy diva, not even

There's a 305 dime I wanted even since I seen her

Gotta topic of the scene of hotter that in a tub streamin

Gotcha girlfriend dreamin of one day bein Trina

Not a sim seemer 10 keys in the Beamer

Got a white girl drivin, couldn't do it much cleaner

I'm fly in the shy like that motherfuckin ribbon

Bitches got my name on them and a nigga still livin

Spend a condo in the club, 1 bottle won't do,

2 bottles won't do, 4 bottles for the whole crew

Thanks...

And bring me that patron, I don't play

No ice, I like my drinks straight not gay

And bitch that bank come every day, I'm paid

I wish a nigga come and they get sprayed

I'll stamp a nigga out like I got ten legs

Then they fich a nigga up out the lake in ten days...

Behave no hoe, I'm on that rage for Cash Money

Young Money hoe that money age oh

And can't a cage hold this animal from Holly Grove

Sorry mommy, I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed

Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby, fuck these souls

Gotta pay me now for me to even touch these hoes

Price raisin for the insurin the flow

So eitha Drama is my nigga or that boy got dough

Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerves

If anybody eles want it that's 60 thousand a verse

Yeahhhhhh
Download this song with Freemake MP3 Boom or Audioham