NO ONE EZG MIX Lyrics

(INTRO)

Go, go, go, go, Go, go, go, Go, go, go Go, go, go, Go, go, go, Go, go

(50 CENT)
playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them n____s'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

(LIL WAYNE)
(TALKING)
I'm the 23 yr. old CEO

Young Carter, I'm harder then them other boys.
I ain't even fronting, baby I can take a summer off.
I can break a woman off.
I can take the stomach off, one of my trucks.
Now I'm riding in the goods.
Line it on up, guarantee you get served.
Lil' Chris, said run it,
So I ran and told her.
I'm a cash money young'n,
Bird-man junior.
Just a president, looking for a minor occurrence

(50 CENT)
bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look n____ I got K-Mart and I ain't change

And you should love it, way more then you hate it
n____ you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that f__got a__ n____ trying to pull me back right?

(LIL WAYNE)
(Get e'm)
Okay

[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne]
Weezy-baby, baby what it do, I'm try to holla at you.
I ain't upset, but I'll blind you if I smile at you.
You rock'n wit young Chris and the best rapper.
So leave your phone, bring your friends, let the rest happen.
A lil' patron, a lil' hen, I'm on Cavalli Vodka.
I'm in Cavalli jeans, got on Cavalli boxers.
I'm fresher than a newborn.
And um:I can work you out like a futon.
And um:you can leave your birthday suit on,
I'ma leave my boots on.
I'ma leave my jewels on.
Never know what you want.
I'ma leave that tool on.
Never know who home.
I learned that from a Biggy song.
On to a new one.
Some like a redbone.
Ohh I think she like me, she got me on a ringtone.
And I told her, "Get yours, girl and don't you stop."
Now gimme that funk, that gushy stuff.
(OH!)

Jus spent a 100 of that brown paper bag money
It feel good to b yung money cash money
Rehab im addicted to fast money
I got stacks n rubberbands up in that
Practice makes perfect im relaxin at rehersal
Imma m____fuckin professional like hershal
Falker, tha talk of the game is I, but i wonder if he'll still b talkin after i die
But thats not important
Moneys more important
And understand i been in that water like i was snorklin
Understand i been in that water lika imma dolphin
Miami khaled took me in like a orphan
Y did they start him,
Now they cant park him
I go into the booth and jus change like clark kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
Im by myself and n____s run they mouths like auctions
T streetz my brotha
Fefe's my brotha
And we stay on point like a f___in box cutter
U heard wat i said muthfucka did i studder
Wit my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle im out

WEEZY

She used to be the sweetest girl ever (ever)
Now she like Sour Ammaretto
She wears a dress to the T like the letter
And if you make it rain she will be under the weather
She used to run track back in high school
Now she tricks off the track right by school
She takes a loss cos she don't wanna see her child lose
So respect her, or pay up for the time used
And then she runs to the pastor
And he tells her there will be a new chapter
But she feels no different after
And then she asks him..

(B.I.G)
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

(LIL WAYNE)
f**kin wit da boys who tote toyz way b4 christmas.
No a__isstance just that persistance with That committment if- I don't get it somebody gone die tonite-
I kno my vibe is tight- And i deserve da throne- and if da kid ain't right-den let me die in his souls
See i'll be ridin just,
Ridin alone
Wit my daddy on my mind like u gotta be kiddin
How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing
Sometimes i wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
She'll be
So i be who i be Thats me.
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf**kin
So i be who i be that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherf**kin
Weezy F baby the key to the ladies
Keys to the 'cedes but please say the baby
Weed and patron even in the a.m.
We should be alone we can get a day in
Ya like what I'm saying?
Den come around the way and
We can go inside and stay in
Tell the homeboy ya staying
You've been taken
Gone
Turn me on and Imma turn him YEA

(LLOYD)CAN I BE YA FRIEND DIS IS HOW I FEEL IM IN NEED OF LOVE SO LETS DIP UP OUT OF HERE