Wayne's Takeover 1 (Album Version (Explicit))

Shh, say Fabe, say

FabeLook,

Fresh done went to the bathroom

This your boy

Weezy, baby, ya already know

He ain't want me rappin' on his album'

Cause I be talkin' bout that gun slangin', that murderin'

Them *******, ******* havin' kids, ******* ******' *******

******* ******' other *******, ******* and the other ************ getting mad

And stab that ************ in the club and he gotta drag that ************ out

But look, he ain't want none on that on his album

He wanna write about lovin' and huggin' people

And hey lady, you look so fine

And I mean, you know, what

I'm sayin'?

I ain't trying to downgrade nobody, nah nuttin' like that

But this ******* need some spittin' on here

So I can come on this mother******* and flame it out

So somebody could cut this mother******* on

He comin'?

Cut my ************t on

Yeah uhh, yeah uhh, yeah uhh, yeah

Weezy F-Baby

Fresh, I tell him call me when its gangsta

Uhh, yeah uhh, yeah uhh, yeah,

Birdman Jr

Fresh yeah, yeah, call me when it's gangsta man, yeah

I'm on fire, shorty so raw

I just may be

Columbian, so

I'm higher

Washed up *******z,

I will tumble ya, double dry ya

I bubble gum and spit jambalaya

I'm fresh up out the kitchen with that

Richard Pryor

Yeah, I keep your stomach rumble quiet

Holla, prior to me gettin' money,

I was gettin' money

See, every time

I hit a pen,

I bungee like a spungee

I ain't playin' like

Tony Dungy

Sayin' all ya'll is lunch meat to the hungry

Better watch your pot roast, when

I'm on meI'm nothin' nice, something like running through

A fill of blazing pistols with a ******g knife

I'm fresh to death,

I need a ******g life

She say her man wrong, so she gonna ******* me right

I'm like ******g right,

I got my two shooter

That mean

I'm ******g twice

Bang, bang, woo, it was hard

Look at our journey, but

I got here

I made it on the album people

It's Weezy, thank you

FreshLook,

Wayne, I told you bro'

No merkin',

No murderin'

No ******* stabbin' *******, no bullet wounds

None of that kinda ************t

No ******' body with over 12 tattoos

And all that ************t on this mother******' album

This is some beautiful wholesome lovin' kind type stuff

If you can't go by them rules, get the ******* on dude

Now Fabe, play somethin' beautiful for the ladies

Somethin' that they're goin' to understand, let's get with it