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Cannon

Lil Wayne

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Cannon

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Howdy Do mutha fuckas its weezy babyniggas bitchin and i gotta take the cannonlisten close i got duct tape and ropeill leave you missin like tha fuckin ol balanceone hand on ma money, on hand on ma buddythas tha AK47 made his neighborhood love mebullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummindont let that bird shit, he got a weak stomachniggas kno im sick i dont spit i vomitgot it?one egg short of the omelettesimon says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and legthen tell him catch up like mayonaisseim the sickest nigga doin itbet that babythese other niggas kno im wet crack baby, yesget back get back boy its a set backclumsy ass niggas slip and fall into a death trapthem boys pussy, born without a back boneand if you strapped we can trade like the dow joneswet him up, i hope he got his towel oni aim at the moon, and get ma howl onsome niggas cry wolf, im on that dry cushand when it comes to that paper i stack booksyou heard what i saidi can put you on your feet or put some money on your headlife aint cheapyou're better off dead if you cant pay the feeshoutout ma nigga feesee every muthafucka at the door dont get a keyyou outside lookin in, so tell me wut u seeits about money its bigger than mei told ma homiess dont kill him bring tha nigga to me, yesdont miss, you fuckin wit the hitmenkidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again[[[straight up, i aint got no conversation for yanigga talk to the cannonhave a few words wit tha cannontell it to ma muthafuckin cannon]]]from philly to where im landin ima cannonand im on that philly fiya shitthen i come fully equippedyou try me get _____ and shotti in the whipif a nigga try to stick me ima blam himsingle on them _______them ____ the butters got the greedy got the ____ got the whole enchiladaHomie kno im inside of your housetie up your brothermake the prick call up your mother she might kno where to find youi am on top of ma jobthe heavyweight champ of the flowits flow like the ocean; open water you drownini will ___ drown em and sink em heat em and leave em stinkinsharks surround em and eat em nice ____roll over ya squad like im a punch cardyou chumps you best guard your ____i will take control of your soldiersyou wont listen til i toss em in the wok like chickeni make it hard for rap niggas im peer pressurematter fact im motivation to rap betteri show niggas how to act how to dress betteri stay fresh more fitted caps than bat catchersim the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool tha muthafuckinother words im the real for realwe can go check for check or bill for billwe can go chick for chick or skill for skillthe deal is sealedniggas aint real as will cuz ima cannonand i handle well pedal like ____and i got the 50 cal mag its a handheldim tellin you niggas i pop put a shell in you niggasma nice watch'll helen keller you niggasi got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin ovablowin gam by the quarter weed _____ niggayea yea detroit red gettin change like them white folksdump it out the window of the range wit the right folkpain like a bitch the first day of her cycleyou betta scurry when i pull the cannonstraps burn the streets like a truck through the gasi love head and caressin a vuluptous assi ask your baby momma is she up to the taskshe like damn red its bigger than a cannonma attire makes tha ladies say your man is too flyimported oils from iran and ____get caught slippin wit ya mans and you diewhere im from niggas be quick to squeeze the cannondetroit red always got some shit for ya earshow me love but keep it movin man cuz if you get nearill say get off ma dick and tell ya bitch to come herecuz you sweatin me and ma dj likelegs spread far out, you kno how im standinyea im posted wit tha big homie cannoni got niggas who dont like rap lovin our shitwe got niggas who was stuck on pac bumpin our shitthese niggas cant see me like i aint been around latelya good battle when they at the mound its gravyniggas healthy im bettano spinderella, just a cigerella, filled wit tropicanayea vic found that nigga and we aint smokin no more regularkeep ya midgrain i dont think you kno no bettathey lovin the trunk now they wanna hear mo shiti play it modest like nigga thas summa our old shitgot niggas i aint neva met wantin to fight megot hoes thas in love askin why you dont like mebitch im married to the game and i love ma wifeysteppin ova competition man i love these nikesim hot, they fanninniggas tryna copy ma style like thedont try to compare im in a league of ma ownif i aint listed at tha top nigga tha stats is wrongall ya data is off, ya info aint validartist of the century the competition aint balancedtrue like master p and his two brothersdont call it __________
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