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Heres for you mother fuckers runnin your mouth Do your homework next time man Make yourself look crazy [Last Bar of We Takin Over by Lil Wayne] I am the little big Cohuna, Y'dig? [Akon:] Cause we takin over One city at a time [DJ Khaled: Lil Wayne] This is exclusive (its me, the rapper eater) Lil Wayne, young money lets go! (feed me, feed me, feed me) DJ khaled, cornerstone (No Homo) Listen! [Lil Wayne:] One time for me, one time for the DJ He be Khaled, I be Lil Weezy Baby if you ask me, if your nasty Creative gifted bastard, spit sporadic I'm so diplomatic, democratic Letras de cancionesTouch it, bring it, push it, systematic Damn right I kiss my daddy I think they pissed at how rich my daddy is And im his kid, I stunt with my daddy Call ms. lee, she with my daddy So diss me, and dont diss my daddy Cause who was there when no one wasnt? just my daddy Who was there when I needed money? just my daddy So who be there when I see the money? just my daddy Who said that I'd be the one? just my daddy Hello hip hop, im home, its your daddy When I say Deez, I dont mean the caddy I mean these nutz Akon's In Cali Rick Ross, Tip, Stunna and Fat joe And I can't, can't, can't forget Brisco And yeah I done squashed the bullshit wit zo Its a bakery here, just trying to get dough Shout to my dreads, my Haitians and chicos ya lookin for me hoe im in the 3-0 5, im the best rapper alive Home boy got a mind, that a map wouldnt find Home boy got a nine that a cop wouldnt find Bet I could get to it, even if I was blind Like a scary movie, they screamin when I rhyme Im a king, you can ask Stephen if im lyin Im a prince, too demanding like my mom Too bold too cold like west Salome, Me, me, its all bout me If the girl got a voice, then she talkin bout me Me, he say, she say, I say me We'll be in the M-I-A-Mi With me and t and big Ronnie And the homie streets prolly somewhere on the beach And taz and E prolly somewhere in the jeep And Marley in the phantom with Mr. g And me, me, its all about me Play with me and its all out beef Beef, yes chest, feet tagged, bagged, blood, sheets Yikes, yeeks, great Scott storch can I borrow your yacht Watch me and my clique go all out Like the ball in the stands, we balls out Boy I dunno what yall bout But I just spit like a dog mouth Pink ice, just lookin like a hog mouth Vrmmm, I had to bring the hog out Yeah, light dem trees bring the log out Everyday Christmas, im egg nogged out And hip hop is my new bought house My flow just grew legs and walked out (bye) From Letras Mania