My Name Is

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"My Name Is"

My name is

My name is

My name is:

Weezy Baby

And I'm high, like maintenance

I'm smokin, I'm drankin

Leanin daily, like

Hi, my name is

You know what my name is

Bitch, I'm famous

Like Tom Brady

And hi, your name is?

Not important

Who cares?

Not Weezy Baby, uh

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Wake up, I see bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch

Makeup on my pillows make me mad, bitch

Without no makeup I see that bitch as just average

Uber, Uber, Uber, Uber, Taxi!

Looking at my rollie, I got boogers on my rollie

Bout to hook up with my whoadies

Got the hook up on that codeine

Got the sugar for your nose ring

Got the blooka I'm reloading

And according to my darling

This dick feels so damn rewarding

I'm reporting out of shorty

She so naughty, me so horny

Kilo on me like I'm Tony

Break it down to rice-a-roni

Take her out, look like she lonely

I'm gonna candle-light the moment

I'mma vandalize the pussy

She told him my phone was roamin'

She be moaning to the morning

I be goin in, I be on it

I be in it, I'm like Foreman on the grill

And I got doorman at the entrance

They got pistols in they trenches

They got rituals/religion

And I'm like bitch you know I'm sipping til I die

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My name is:

Lil Wayne, bitch

Weezy, F. Baby

Her name went

From whatever-it-was

To "Lil Wayne's bitch"

Now that's crazy, and I

I camed in, regain strength

Rebanged it, rotation

Her guy is nameless

He ain't shit

Always on the same shit

Poor baby

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I pour up so much they call me Pour Baby

Kush man, I need a sack like Charles Haley

Sipping to the Big Moe, I'm the Barr baby

Sip got me moving slow but my thoughts racing

Err!

My long days give me short patience

My heart vacant

Awards taken

What in tarnation

No information

No statements

Young mula, old mula; mula all ages

Ha-Hallelujah, I'm the Hollygrove 2Pac

Roc-a-fella, new rock

Hundred K in a shoebox

AK and a new Glock

Go wap-ba-ba-loo-bop

Pray the vest you got

Save you like a coupon

Hustle til my dreadlock

Is grey as some Poupon

Everyday is my birthday, I'm a newborn

Stay on my toes, ask a shoe horn

I ain't got no roof on

Gettin' my No Ceilings 2 on

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And hi, I'm brainless

I'm stainless

Entertainment:

His lady

And um, if she ain't thick

Then she ain't it

I can't fuck with a slim lady

I tried, superhead

Keep complainin

Bitch ancient

Bitch shady, and she tired

Okay then, I'm skatin

Doing tricks, call me 'trick Swayze

Okay

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In other news, in other niggas' hoes

Your wife taste like honey nut cheerios

I'm in the mirror, like "Ooh baby"

Who needs a miracle when I got you baby?

Pimping in my last life

I'm the shit you ass-wipe

Beat the pussy-cat-fight

My teeth look like a flashlight

Weed is like a airline

Cause easily I'm that high

Fist full of money, mix some green in with your black eye

Greedy like a fat guy, I eat a nigga franchise

I beat him by a landslide

A leader like a rabbi

I'm leading by halftime

He bleeding, I'm a vampire

His body in the trunk with his feet all on my Alpines

We the niggas, that's right

We all that and fries

Y'all on standby

My broads got cat eyes

Traphouse land lines

Boom like land mines

All my bitches allies

With Tune on their backsides

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So hi, my name is

On her anus

On her cranium

Bitch cravin'

And I'm fly, and I'm wavy

And her name is bust-it-baby

And hi, my name is

In your mouth, it must be tasty

Gone