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Lil Wayne
Rest In Peace
Lyrics

[lil wayne talking]
cheah'
you guessed accuratly
it's me ladies and gents'
its weezy f baby
please say the baby
beat told you that
yeah'
gangsta grillz, all up in your grillz niggas
Drama holla at your nigga
i won't lose me yall' nope
Rest in piece-

so now im bury'n the burner an' the bomber
i carry the concerns of my mama
im married to the money an the power-
its there,got guns on the side for my private affairs
yeah i know that water get cold,
but i dive in it bare, and swim through it alive and aware
i been through it you prolly never been to it
so now i dip through it-
and they respect me like a pistol, im hip to it
i gets to it like just do it i miss doin' it
hundred shot drum, clams and clip music
i am the drum major, the drum section waiden
all it take is one signal you could get a cadence
you can get it catered,
im at your service like a waiter,
when theres beef i become a nigga neighbor
i put potatoes on the heater no labor-later
now have me make mashed potatoes
french fried niggas i benched and fired niggas, bye niggas
whet em' up like rivers now float by niggas
im drip and dry fly, now squint your eyes bi*ches
i demtsy? time bi*ches, hop out of new bentlys
im old school like a loose winston
like "since when they make bullet proof skin"?
i put it to your chin, and grin, an sin,a annn thennn..i
sin again then im gone in the wind-
and im dumpin my scarlet o'hara in the canal-
cuz im Not got gettin' stopped wit cop parafanel-
now im preparen' to ill, not preparen' to fail
cuz my flow is for real like the sahara and hell
comparisons'is irrellevant im a arrogant male, yeah
i can handle it i can graduate yale, yeah
they featherweight i sporaticly ill the f*ck out-
then you can get automaticly killed, yeah
peep the naritive of the new orleans heritage
you can go get your evidence
ill tell you where ill tell you when i was perscriben medicine
you where gettin' your lesson in, i was gettin' my adolecenen'
listen in god only, better than my last is what i strive for
dwellin on my past i get high so-
i light it up and smoke, keep that marry poppins poppin' like a toaster
im supercalafragalisticexpealadotious
cant forget that purple potion, oh shit-
you ho niggas' ass, thats hoe shit, so shit-
i blow bigger an mash, and laugh, like oh shit
im the best, no shit
Weezy