Lil Wayne [2004] - THA CARTER - track 13 - Who Wanna


Lil Wayne
WHO WANNA


Somebody call the slick police
Capital W
Weezy Baby
This is the Carter man
Rim low, all I can see is the flow, now let's go!
Raj ya bangin' 'em in the ....
Raj I say ya bangin' 'em in the ....
Raj I say ya bangin' 'em in the head wit this one cut!
Weezy, Weezy say guard ya face bitch
Weezy say guard ya neck bitch
Weezy Baby this is the Carter

I move it from a eighth to a slab from a slab to a quarter

From a quarter to a half, from a half to a hard one
You do the math, it's a horror
While I be on the ave gettin' off one nineteen for a soft one
Bricks I loft 'em, catch him, he hot
If I catch you without my scratch, I'm stretchin ya out
If you catch me without the burna, burn me
I beg of you, shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass
I'm dyin' of doom, I say, I'm sick with cash
These eyes are real, see straight through ya liquid ass
You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon
You could see it by my bitch face, she thick with ass
Get slick, slick I click, click, blast on ya bitch ass
Squad up shit click or smash on ya bitch ass
Smash on ya bitch ass
Now pick the grass up out ya ass
and the caps out ya cap, aye!

[CHORUS] x2

Who wanna fuck wit me? Tell 'em I'm waitin' for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit me? Tell 'em I'm waitin' for 'em
Who gonna fuck wit me? I got the blazer for 'em
Who gonna fuck wit me? Do you wanna fuck wit me now?

Hustle boy, sell a nick to ya mom
I'll sell a brick out ya house

I'll sell a brick to a house nigga
I'll send a clip to ya mouth, back of the gun to ya nose
Front of the gun to ya clothes, I let it rip and I bounce
Lights off young Teddy Pender is out
Mask on scare the fuck out ya but ya ass grown
I wasn't born with no silver spoon
But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon
Tomb sittin' in ya room, sing for me
But if ya don't gimme no tune, the Semi go boom
But if ya don't hear me doe fool, the Semi go boom
I'mma try to make moves but they gimme no room
I takes my space, I blaze the haze
take ya babe to space
She gimme amazing face I sung Amazing Grace
I was once lost but now I'm found
Full of them pounds is how I'm found, aye!

[CHORUS] x2
Who wanna fuck wit me? Tell 'em I'm waitin' for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit me? Tell 'em I'm waitin' for 'em
Who gonna fuck wit me? I got the blazer for 'em
Who gonna fuck wit me? Do you wanna fuck wit me now?


Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha head, whoa!

Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha face, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha neck, whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow, now let's go!

I know how to cook so I buy it soft

I also sell it soft, depending the cost
You know that's shells they toss, defending they boss
They wipes 'em well across ya dentures like floss
You know I smell ya talk
and I swear I knows bullshit and pussy near or far
Y'all niggaz better gear up for the comin' of the boy
From a young'n to a boy to young boy, boy
I dump toys, boy, at ya punk boy toys
Take the pump out the trunk take a chunk out a chump
Baby what have I done? I created a monster
Weezy Baby a gangster no wankster
Hell no I smell y'all
Didn't know Jam Master well but I rocks wit my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye!


[CHORUS] x2



Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha head, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha face, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha neck, whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow, now let's go!


Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha head, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha face, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in tha neck, whoa!
Rim low all I can see is the flow, now let's go!