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So Wayne
What's motivation?

Is really a question?
Do you really have that down in your notepad
You should be of yourself
You me, girl
I like money

See, that's they don't understand
To me it was always get or die
I come up under Birdman the One Stunner
You know I mean I'm stunner junior
Tha's all I know, that's all I ever
Get or get nothing
You know I'm saying and I feel that way for real

So I go I keep pushing
The so crazy I'm in it like deep pussy
I got from trying to get the whole cookie
Used to make a thousand dollars everytime I hookie
Carter absent keep looking
I'm present on the block, I'm a legend on the
Ice so bright like heaven on the
Yeah nigga, I done one eleven on the watch

So watch and see I do
by you so fast, got you sneezing hachoo
They got the shivers, I got the fever
I got to the hood back after Katrina
F. Baby now the F is for Fema
Sick nigga I spit that Leukemia
Yeah, no cure, no help, so me, so good, so hard, so
me

And that's just my right there
That's what I'm always to stress, you know what I'm saying
If you don't understand me, if you don't feel me then you ain't
In my eyes, and that's all that to me you know
So, is your music the voice of
Urban America or America
I mean, I would say the voice of the hood thats who I speak for
And myself, you know I mean, my family, that's who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life, you

C'mon, bang this shit, nigga, my shit
You gotta bang wimp and go and dump that bitch
You gotta claim that strip and go and flood bitch
You gotta aim that shit and straight that shit
Like motherfuck niggas what they wanna do I'm ready
Tevin Campbell, no homo, black
Fucking with the boy, baby, a cambo
If he won in leave him on the crap table

I'm willing and I'm able to come run up in stable
Like nobody a sound, "Where the paper? Where the paper?"
Gotta get it, have it, once I got it I'mma spend it
Then it's back to doing any thing just to get it
The be like birthday parties
No to park the cars in the garages
So the cribs all you see is the roggies
If I ain't say it right, fuck it, I ain't
me

And see that's everybody get me wrong at
You know what I mean I got that heat rock, for
Why do you think other rappers lack the of your music?
That's they ain't got that heat rock like me
You know what I
They spitting like me, they spitting
But, know what I mean, ain't got colds
I got the flu here man, for real
I need relief, help me, for real
I know y'all sick of me 'cause I'm tired of y'all for

And based on the bank, I'm doing better
Than a lot of these niggas, I'm tired of niggas
Yawning when I see them make me stretch and pull the
I'm cocking back and passing, they catch 'em in sternum
Ooh, that gone probably ya, that gone probably learn ya
To never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever come here no more
gangsters over here, you gotta die with the broke bitch
I'm the God I should ride the Pope
But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe, yeah

And tell 'em 'bout
Tell 'em my last show
Tell 'em 'bout my hoe
You know just born to
Call me Dione Sanders bring the corner back,
I'm in my niggas falling back
That's right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as
me

And just what it is, nigga
If you don't like my shit then you and your shit, man, straight up
That's how I was tough, how I was brought up
And how I'ma go down, man, for real
Cash-money, young-money in your motherfucking bitch
slow
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