Letras de Canciones de Lil' Wayne
Ain't I

[Jae Millz]
I am the real, I am the authentic,
The fact and the truth is Jae Milz.
Brown skin but I'm black in the booth.
And for the green or that white, you'll see red.
Mushroom bullets hit your body then they spread.
Then your ass dead. No need for a hospital room or a bed.
Just tell his momma get him some nice threads.
So at least he'll be a bitch ass nigaa dyin in style.
He ain't want to look up to me now he gotta look down.
Somebody better tell him on these beats I'm a beast.
Half man half animal like King on Tekken.
I'll wreck him. Hell ya young money is what I'm reppin'.
Respect em or I'll put you on that highway to heaven.
Matter of fact pussy you'll get your own lane.
With no speed limits so you'll get there in a minute.
it's Dedication 3. it's no replacing we.
that's like askin a group of muslims where that bacon be.
Straight Gran Patron flow it's no chasin me.
And that amnesia is what my medication be.
that's that Amsterdam grade A I'm smokin in Neverland,
So high that I'll probably never land.

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[Lil Wayne]
Muthafuckin psychopath, young money cave men,
muthafuckin geico add. 44 bulldog,
fuck around and bite yo ass,
shittin on you bitches
now lemme flush the toilet and wipe my ass.
Bitch I'm all into like my cash,
no I'm not I love my dough.
got them hoes fallin like a hundred million dominoes.
But I don't eat pizza, I eat pussy when he wouldn't...
Holla at ya guala, yeah bitch itz me,
kickin muthafuckas out that kitchen heat.
I'll put you where the fishes sleep and when they wake,
you'll be the fishies feast...
I'mma shark you see my fin hoe,
bullet leave a hole in ya face not a dimple.
Straight from the N.O. it's no problemo
to put a nigga brians on the muthafuckin window..
Uggggh, damn right I'm nasty,
how I come thru in that white out Aston.
The leather guts and might I add
in it's black on chrome like Darren McFadden.
yeah. And don't be comparin my swag
wit these wack-ass niggas that's oh-so-swagless.
yeah. And call me mr. swag-more,
gotcha girlfriend open like some fuckin pores,
or open like some fuckin doors.
Nigga it's fuck you and I'm fuckin yours.
From the bedroom to the floors...whores. . Hah.