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New Orleans Maniac - Lil Wayne Ft. Young Money Lyrics - Lil Wayne


This is the archetypal rock sound.....

Okay this really aint no rock shit but um...
hollygrove monster, new orleans maniac, shoot a nigga up until his whole body aint attached
Hi my name is best rapper alive. and your mouth is the best crapper alive
Cuz you talk shit i get hit and walk it off like fuck that
then i just spit like barkin dogs

call it bust back,
attitude like fuck 'em all and im greasy and your boyfriend is a butterball .
what's geezy,
i mean whats good bitches you blind
check my watch bet it be money all the time
sunny on the side where i stay at, where am i A-at
i get pussy everytime i stay there
in the game room i dont play that
bitch nigga get laid down where he lay at
AK at ya front door
young zoe,
you can ask brisco,
shoot til my wrist sore.
coupe with a bitch low
who with yo slick pow
im tired of tha south so in ya mouth is where the dick go

they like when i say yeah huh
and yo boyfriends a tampon
and i dont own land baby, i own a landmine
so step on my land and catch a bomb like anquan
weezy F and the F is for franchise. you lookin at me its like you lookin through ant eyes
young money cant die, bitch we like hancock

yeah im a martian what you sayin spock
I turn your beef to a ham hock, then i put it in a pan pot, shoot till my hand hot
i cant hear you sayin stop. i hear nina sayin pop
i hear choppers sayin chop, i hear niggas screamin and shit like i say holla at cha boy bitch
but holla at cha boy bitch
im the boy bitch, not your boy bitch
cuz ya boy a bitch

[young moola crazy]
eastside loco ya sweet like cocoa
and you can get yo ass beat fast like go go
mask on my face, low pro that a low show
shoot a rapper when his album drop give em promo
ya clown like bozo, they askin bout the group shit its time to get the loot bitch i had to go solo

yo bitch all on me, you betta watch ya hoe though
she wanna come kick it like a dojo. Uh oh
Slick nigga fuck em then i drop em like a low low
bitch want money like mils no no no
nigga if you hatin suck a dick no homo
boy i keep it gutter like ?
yeah im doin what i do so nigga just do you
and my gun nicknamed manaj she do two
nigga welcome to the young money age zoo crew
we starvin and you could get ate like zoo zoos

niggas boo hoo cry muthafucker im heartless
ill break bones and cartilage
you are just a mark muthafucker im a marksman
and im all about the green like boston
pardon me nigga im talkin wreckless
you walk into a gun fight, knife no vest bitch you crazy
just like the ice you wearin yo ?
put em in the dirt make em push a few daisies

80's baby, soon to be rich nigga, king kong beatin on my chest on you bitch niggas
paper im after so im on your ass now
young money mothafucking cash cow
-gut em-

Thanks to Matt Tymchuk & ChRiS for the lyrics. Thanks to T.Coleman for correcting the lyrics.

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