Lyrics Who Wanna - lil wayne
Somebody
call
the
slick
police
Capitol
W
Weezy
Baby
This
is
the
Carter
man
Rim
low
all
I
can
see
is
the
flow
now
let's
go!
Raj
ya
bangin
'em
in
the.
Raj
I
say
ya
bangin
'em
in
the.
Raj
I
say
ya
bangin
'em
in
the
head
wit
this
one
cut!
Weezy
Weezy
say
guard
ya
face
bitch
Weezy
say
guard
ya
neck
bitch
Weezy
Baby
this
is
the
Carter
I
move
it
from
a
eighth
to
a
slab
from
a
slab
to
a
quarter
From
a
quarter
to
a
half
from
a
half
to
a
hard
one
You
do
the
math
it's
a
horror
While
I
be
on
the
ave
gettin
off
one
nineteen
for
a
soft
one
Bricks
I
loft
'em
catch
him
he
hot
If
I
catch
you
without
my
scratch
I'm
stretchin
ya
out
If
you
catch
me
without
the
burna
burn
me
I
beg
of
you
shoot
off
the
leg
of
you
and
kick
ya
in
the
ass
I'm
dyin
of
doom
I
say
I'm
sick
with
cash
These
eyes
are
real
see
straight
through
ya
liquid
ass
You
see
me
straight
through
the
glass
house
picnic
wagon
You
could
see
it
by
my
bitch
face
she
thick
with
ass
Get
slick
slick
I
click
click
blast
on
ya
bitch
ass
Squad
up
shit
click
or
smash
on
ya
bitch
ass
Smash
on
ya
bitch
ass
Now
pick
the
grass
up
out
ya
ass
and
the
caps
out
ya
cap
Aye!
(Chorus
- 2X)
Who
wanna
fuck
wit
me
tell
'em
I'm
waitin
for
'em
Who
wanna
fuck
wit
me
tell
'em
I'm
waitin
for
'em
Who
gon
fuck
wit
me
I
got
the
blazer
for
'em
Who
gon
fuck
wit
me
do
you
wanna
fuck
wit
me
Naw!
Hustle
boy
sell
a
nick
to
ya
mom
I'll
sell
a
brick
out
ya
house
I'll
sell
a
brick
to
a
house
nigga
I'll
send
a
clip
to
ya
mouth
back
of
the
gun
to
ya
nose
Front
of
the
gun
to
ya
clothes
I
let
it
rip
and
I
bounce
Lights
off
young
Teddy
Pender
is
out
Mask
on
scare
the
fuck
out
ya
but
ya
ass
grown
I
wasnt
born
with
no
silver
spoon
But
I
can
heat
it
in
a
spoon
and
pitch
it
in
a
balloon
Tomb
sittin
in
ya
room
sing
for
me
But
if
ya
don't
gimmie
no
tune
the
semi
go
boom
But
if
ya
dont
hear
me
doe
fool
the
semi
go
boom
I'm
try
to
make
moves
but
they
gimmie
no
room
I
takes
my
space
I
blaze
the
haze
take
ya
babe
to
space
She
gimmie
amazing
face
I
sung
Amazing
Grace
I
was
once
lost
but
now
I'm
found
Full
of
them
pounds
is
how
I'm
found
Aye!
(Chorus
- 2X)
Oh!
Oh!
Bang
'em
in
da
head
Whoa!
Oh!
Oh!
Bang
'em
in
da
face
Whoa!
Oh!
Oh!
Bang
'em
in
da
neck
Whoa!
Rim
low
all
I
can
see
is
the
flow
now
let's
go!
I
know
how
to
cook
so
I
buy
it
soft
I
also
sell
it
soft
depending
the
cost
You
know
thats
shells
they
toss
defending
they
boss
They
wipes
'em
well
across
ya
dentures
like
floss
You
know
I
smell
ya
talk
and
I
swear
I
knows
bullshit
and
pussy
near
or
far
Ya'll
niggaz
better
gear
up
for
the
comin
of
the
boy
From
a
young'n
to
a
boy
to
young
boy
boy
I
dump
toys
boy
at
ya
punk
boy
toys
Take
the
pump
out
the
trunk
take
a
chunk
out
a
chump
Baby
what
have
I
done
I
created
a
monster
Weezy
Baby
a
gangster
no
wankster
Hell
naw
I
smell
ya'll
Didnt
know
Jam
Master
well
but
I
rocks
wit
my
shells
on
And
the
block
still
a
hell
zone
Get
a
helmet
for
you
and
ya
gals
dome
I
suggest!
Aye!
(Chorus
- 2X)
Bang
'em
in
da
head
whoa!
Bang
'em
in
da
face
whoa!
Bang
'em
in
da
neck
whoa!
Rim
low
all
I
can
see
is
the
flow
now
let's
go
Bang
'em
in
da
head
whoa!
Bang
'em
in
da
face
whoa!
Bang
'em
in
da
neck
whoa!
Rim
low
all
I
can
see
is
ya
hoe
now
let's
go
1 Snitch
2 Cash Money Millionaires
3 I Miss My Dawgs
4 Shine
5 Walk In
6 Go DJ
7 This Is the Carter
8 Bm J.R.
9 On the Block #1
10 We Don't
11 On My Own
12 The Heat
13 Inside
14 Bring It Back
15 Who Wanna
16 On the Block #2
17 Get Down
18 Hoes
19 Only Way
20 Ain't That a Bitch
21 Walk Out
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