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    Been running for too long [x3] It's time to give me mine
    Time to time to give me mine, time to give me mine
    Benn running for too long, it's time to give me mine

    [Lil Wayne]
    I'm so far ahead man
    What they talking bout, Fee, they ain't saying shit
    It could weak a whole court, like Stan Smith
    Or Judge Judy, you niggas betta shoot me
    Cause I bought my mans a glock, and I bought myself a uzi
    Don't confuse me, no they don't amuse me
    I come after the money, like Wednesday come after Tuesday
    I told Stunna I'm wylin', he say don't worry I got ya
    He told me, cut the heads off, and bring 'em back for papa
    Yea, dem niggas gettin scurred, word
    All dat talkin, just a whole bunch of verb
    Pussy ass nigga got a whole bunch of nerve
    I have 'em put yo picture on a whole bunch of shirts
    I smoke a lot of weed, and drink a whole bunch of syrup
    I like brain, so I fucks with a whole bunch of nerds
    Heh, I am number 1
    Cause 2 is not a winner, and no one remembers third


    [Lil Wayne]
    Wizzle F. Baby, yea (bitch!)
    See, money is the topic, baby
    See, I'm a giant, all these otha niggas mockin, baby
    They microscopic, baby
    Big crib, I can't even hear 'em knockin, baby
    Headed to the top, like I'm tied to a rocket, baby
    To all the foreign woman, let's make a tropic, baby
    I got so many bitches, I could make a combilation
    I'd like to thank the haters, for yo cooperation
    I got dat docter chopper, give you an operation
    Nigga this is my crusaders, kill for confromation
    We all got on masks, we bout to toxic waste 'em
    I hope they momma raised 'em, cause they got bitch ways
    If they don't pay for ya, they get ya back dead
    Real talk, stop walkin on ya back legs
    Step into the lime light, bullshit backstage
    I used to tote a 32 up in my crack days
    I tote dat AK-47 in my rap days


    [Lil Wayne]
    I'm comin, Wizzle F. Baby (bitch!), yeah
    Come and get it, anyone can get it
    But since I'm the president, I'll be a lil more politic
    I'm chillin in the clinic
    Cause dats how many nurses, I got working on my dizzick
    Snakes in the grass, rats, lizards
    But 'round here, snitches don't exist like wizards
    Hoe this ain't punch, I'm sippin on some sizzurp
    I roll a fat joint, and do my fingers like scissors
    Da game so cold, I done had my share of blizzards
    But now I got dat big money runnin like rivers, nigga
    I'm hear to get my shit straight, burner on the hip waist
    Leave a nigga street full of bones, like a fish plate
    Yea, I'm from the hood, but now I'm livin in a rich way
    Swear I got on my knees, and thanked God for this day
    So say what you wanna say
    I need to throw a cup of water in my face
    1st place, I...


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