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• Titre : Amazing Love
• Album : Rebirth
• Année : 2009

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• Titre : Turning Me On ( Keri Hilson ft Lil Wayne )
• Album : On a perfect world
• Année : 2009

Paroles :

please don't turn me off ....yeah.....like dis......where you at shawty?...

you fly as hell, swagga right, brown skin poppin
you know just how to talk to me
know just how i like it
you turnin me on, you turnin me on, you turnin me on

now wait a minute little buster
you got one more time to feel on my booty
better recognize a lady
that ain't the way you do me
you turnin me off, you turnin me off, you turnin me off
better recognize a real woman

(aaahhh)
you ever try to get that close to me
you better come correct how you 'proachin me
dime divas give it to me
(aaahhh)
i gotta be feelin your energy
i gotta be for sure that you're into me
recognize a real woman

goin up on it, you actin like you want it
and you stuntin like your daddy checkin for this little mama
you turnin me on, you turnin me on, you turnin me on

now wait a minute little buster
now you don't even know me but you wanna take me shopping
you a lame, i can tell it ain't big shit poppin
you turnin me off, you turnin me off, you turnin me off
better recognize a real woman

all you wanna do is
holla at the cutest
broad to get up in them draws
got money
don't try to buy me
bottles, got my own dollars
i could buy up the bar if i want it

(aaahhh)
you ever try to get that close to me
you better come correct how you 'proachin me
dime divas give it to me
(aaahhh)
i gotta be feelin your energy
i gotta be for sure that you're into me
recognize a real woman

Lil Wayne:

eh eh eh
i'm fly as hell swagger right, brown skin poppin like dynamite
raw like china white, mama i feel your persona right
you look baby mama type, i kno that got you kinda hype
my ice is albino white, i hope your vagina tight
i go under water and i hope ur parana bite
hot carter, ima kiss the spot for ya
and ima kiss it til you scream wait a minute muthafucka
i turn ya on like a handle, like a television on tha weather channel
kuz i make it rain girl, now call me wayne girl
you jus a earthlin, you aint neva been to wayne's world
i play to win, i bait em in
i be my bank now your in love with an alien
polo on the beat and weezy ya um at the plate again
keri if you pitch it at me i'ma swing away at it
someone better play the fence, someone better tell them bout me
baby i'm the shit and that's the only thing you smell around me
weezy f baby and don't forget the F around me
and if you do then get the F from 'round me
you're turnin me off (hahaha) yeah
polo i told you i got you (yeah)
ms keri baby

(aaahhh)
you ever try to get that close to me
you better come correct how you 'proachin me
dime divas give it to me
(aaahhh)
i gotta be feelin your energy
i gotta be for sure that you're into me
recognize a real woman

ms keri baby and young weezy baby
its young moolah baby

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• Titre : I got money ft T-Pain
• Album : tha carther 3
• Année : 2008

Paroles :

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I need a Winn-Dixie
Grocery bag full of money
Right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh)
You got Young Mula
In the house tonight baby
Yeah!!
Yeah!
Young!
Young! (wosh)
Young! (wosh)
Young! (wosh)
Young Mula Baby!

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin' mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Now I was bouncing through the club
She loved the way I did it but
I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop
Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitty cocked
Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi cocked
Now where your bar at?
I'm tryna rent it out
And we so bout it bout it
Now what are you about?
DJ show me love
He say my name when the music stop
Young Money Lil Wayne
Then the music drop
I make it snow
I make it flurry
I make it out alright tomorrow don't worry
Yeah
Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes (Young Money)

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin' mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
(Streets)
Here we go one for the money
Two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll
Like some clap on lights in this bitch
I be clapping all night
In this bitch (uhh hun)
Lights off (uhh hun)
Man it's on (uhh hun)
She saw me (uhh hun)
She smiling (yeah)
He muggin'
who cares, cause my goons are right here
Aye
Its nothin to a big dog
And I'm a Great Dane
I wear eight chains
I mean so much ice
They yell skate Wayne!
She wanna f**k Weezy
But she wanna rape wayne (uhh hun)

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin' mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like..

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Okay,
It's Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Like ehhhh!
Everybody say Mr. Rain man
Can we have a rainy day?
Bring a umbrella
Please bring a umbrella
Ella, ella, ella ehhh!
Bitch ain't shit but a hoe in a trick
Bet you no one ain't trick if you got it
You know we ain't f**king if you not thick
And I cool your ass down if you think you're hot shit
So rolex watch this
I do it 4 5 6 my click
Clack goes the black hoe pimp
And just like it I blow that shit
Cause bitch I'm the bomb like
Tick tick
Yeah!!

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin' mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah
It's Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Yeah
Young Wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love
T-Pain on them hoes
aha!

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• Titre : Bitch Please feat. Yung Berg & Brisco
• Album : Lil wayne And Friends
• Année : 2008

Paroles :

[Intro:]
Bitch please, you ain't never met a nigga like me. Stop lyin bitch please, bitch please, and ya nigga ain't nothin like me. Stop lyin nigga please, nigga please, my goons got guns on deck put yo picture on t, say cheese, and you can die or live off of I.v's.

Now let me get that hand clap, yah, let me get that hand clap. I'm rich and black. I'm young and strapped. You goin get yo man clapped, you goin get yo clan clapped. You goin get saran wrapped, like where the van at?

We come and wake you up, where you layin at? We dug ya body out, where ya fam at? Like fuck that. Like damn that. Sit ya pussy ass down if you can't stand that.

I make yo shirt look like yo favorite color crayon out. Go and let these bitch niggas ahead, like I stand back. Ain't shit goody bitch nigga stand back. I ain't from St. Louis, but you can get ram shacked.

Look into my eyes ho, look into my eyes ho. And yeah I do numbers, except five-0. And I'll be with my zoe, we call him Brisco. And Youngin got the beat poppin like Crisco. And Weezy got this shit crackin like Nabisco. Brim low, all I can see is my flow. What's up Chicago? What's up New Orleans? And if ya strapped squeeze.

And tell the fuck nigga please, nigga please. My goons got guns on deck. Nigga D. I. E. or live off I.v's. It's what I am with tha YB's

[Yung Berg:]
Get em

Fresher than a baby's bottom crazy like an insane asylum me and wayne sippin' lean out a baby's bottle(syrup)fake niggas relay around em they just tryna se my face up in the paper column mad cause I'm gettin Colin Farel paper chalie and my girl won't wear it if it ain't kavali. cute face, slim waist, call the baby

Halle fuckin hoes doin shows my two favorite hobbied yeah. And I'm fresh up off the scream tour bright lights big city you should come and see the show 13 girls, 13th floor, 13 pills anything goes. I walk around with my crown on millionare and I ain't never throw a cap and gown on... young boss, young money, got the young title I hit her with the young dick and make that bitch suicidal...

[Lil Wayne:]
Nigga please, would you tell yo sister, babymama, wife, stop callin me I'm busy getting money.

[Brisco:]
Holla when you need me I be on dat goon shit know to ride or die for every nigga I fool with this O.G nigga show me loved but never let me in his house or intoduced me to his blood... I asked him why you don't have a care in the world he said you gotta learn alot and welcome to the underworld(underworld)yeah exstortion, murder and every since then I've been a fuckin ninja turtle cowabunga...

Young Brisc from HOOD ducked off in the old school marquis... nigga please your woo game won't work think you a soulja I'm a put him on a camoflauge shirt... Berg, Weezy, look what I did to em' choppa style gon' and put a cig to em'and you know how I know O silly cause I did all that shit with my babymama with me...

Stop playin bitch nigga you don't know what I got tucked in my pants it go blam, it go bam I'm sayin, I'm sayin, you playin put a dick up in your mouth boy watch what the fuck u sayin do you know who the fuck I am bitch I'm a man...

Now let me get that hand clap, that hand clap
I'm saying... It's Yung Berg, Weezy, Briscoe too damn hot... HOT Damnn...