Sugested Lyrics from Lil Wayne

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it on Tory ayy, ayyI've been fuckin' up,

Good Form (Remix)

Nicki DrummersMhm, Young Money, uh huh, mhmYo, hold up,

What About Me

Lil you saw me, would you understandThat I can't

Still Here

well, dogYeah, me and all myYeah, and all my

White Girl

1: Lil have my money on timePlease have my

Loyal

Lil Wayne & Chris Mula, baby(Let me see)HahaYou thought

Moment

the music onThey say baby how you do itNever question

She Don’t Put It Down

Joe ain’t got a leg to stand onDon’t even

Celebrate

Lil' Young Moolah babyHappy music, happy peopleHappy peopleEverything is

Bang Bang Pow Pow

money right (My money, money), my bread good (Good,

Higher Than a Kite

Lil worldYoung Mula, 1: Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne

Blow (Mick Boogie Mix)

Juelz Dipset, fuck with ya boyIt's SantanaYea manI'm back

Tattoo

Yeah I need you my life I had to go my

Blood Walk

on the beat)(L-L-L-Lethal)Red rag, burgundy flag, all thatI'm finna

Cotton Candy

sweets (Lala-la-la-la-la)Give me candy, please (Lala-la-la-la-la-la)Sugar sweets (Lala-la-la-la-la)Give me candy,

Downtown

2 full of mollyPocket full of my shitLet’s try

Gettin It

Verse I had a hundred grandAnd I'll be god

Hawaii 5.0

Yeahhh...I got the 24 inches sittin on them Joe buttonsAnd the

Know What I’m Doin’ (Remix)

(Chorus - T-Pain - 2X)Yeah (I got the shoes wit' the

Whatcha Say (Remix)

Intro (Imogen Heap):Ransom notes keep falling out your mouthMid-sweet talk, newspaper

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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
(Let's go, fuck wit' me)
Weezy Wee n***a, lets go, oh oh oh oh, do it, do it
HB's n***a, we run the streets n***a,lets go (Oh, oh)
We run the streets n***a (Oh, oh, uh ha oh) Weezy We my n***a (Oh, oh)
HB's dawg (Oh, oh, uh ha, oh), let's go (Oh, oh), let's go (Oh,oh)
What you know n***a, what you know about the streets
N***a what you know, huh what you know, look, look, listen

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm like a dry rubber wit tight pussy, ya can't fuck wit me
An if ya try, I'm bustin' get it I'm bustin'
You n***as don't amount to nothin' and me, I'm top notch boy
Any problems I cock, Glock sparks and knock out hearts
You see the ice twink we I talk, ya blink and ya dead
I'll let a hollow tip sink in ya head, so think it over
'Fore they find ya ass hangin' over a bridge and shit
While I'm out drinkin' wit the squad like I ain't did the shit
I really hope ya click come back for revenge and shit
I'll make bullets drop on ya block like pidgeon shit
A n***a duct tape ya **** don't get me pissed
Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip
Bitch n***a here could flip the script, ya not built for dat
Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for dat
I'll cock and pop one in you cattle, push your filta back
An n***as respect the shots, make 'em tilt your hat (What you)
[Chorus: Lac & Turk]
You don't want no trouble n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
An you don't want no beef n***a , yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
You don't wanna hustle n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
An you don't want no drama n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do

[Verse 2: B.G.]
My name still B.G., we it's said it rang a bell
In rich neighborhoods, middle class hoods, and jails
I'm a street n***a, sold ounces of crack cocaine
If I spit it, I did it, before I got in this rap game
One of my hobbies is beef, do that for pleasure
It's nothin' to bust a head, put a few wholes in ya sweater
Never get in a situation wit me involvin' guns
Never able to sleep always on the run
One way or another you gonna come
Outta isolation, if it mean killin' ya ****
You thinkin' cause I'm rappin' and be on television
That I won't soften ya head and come split it
Close range is fake, bustin' from a distance
The shit I'm talkin' my n***a, I'm still livin'
If any n***a want it, can get it wit no problem
All these n***as playin' but me, I come to stop it
[Chorus: Lac & Turk]
You don't want no trouble n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
And you don't want no beef n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
You don't wanna hustle n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
And you don't want no drama n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do

[Verse 3: Turk]
I don't play n***a
Better watch what ya say n***a
'Cause I fuck up ya day n***a
Wit' this K n***a I gets very low down
Give a fuck about a n***a, hit 'em wit fifty rounds
I'm from uptown, young and thuggin' since I was small
Grew up around killas, hung wit the big dawgs
N***a we play it raw as it go, were I stay
Run ya mouth too much, get found in a hall way
Wit a head shot, look that's how n***as get it
Keep it on a tuck, nobody know who did it
No evidence, no witness, you just assed out
Busta ass n***a, you just assed out
Fuckin' wit a guerilla ah untamed one at that
You leave ya house in ya want I bet ya won't make it back
You could believe that, look betta get it right
Get it twisted if ya want, I betcha gonna loose ya life n***a
[Chorus: Lac & Turk]
You don't want no trouble n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
And you don't want no beef n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
You don't wanna hustle n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
And you don't want no drama n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do (Uh ha, yo, yo)

[Verse 4: Mack 10]
All I know is dope slangin' and gang bangin'
Inglewood Cali swangin' and hood hangin'
I'm a ghetto n***a, saggin', starched, and creased
Wit everythang fa' sale from a ki to a quarter piece
Like Baby Birdman, got the game on lock
An while them youngstas workin' the block, I'm, cookin' a flock
I'm ballin' and if I'm beefin', I layed for 'em
But the murders committed recently, I paid for 'em
I got a crew of noodle knockers that'll wait in the bushes
Wet you up and have you bitches blood runnin' like douches
I'm bout murda, murda, dope, dope, leave bitch n***as no hope
Don't need a red beam cause we sight 'em wit' the scope
Yeah you talk that shit, then grab a gun n***a
But if Mack call the shot, it's good as done n***a
Cause the base from the .44 be bangin' like a drum
An it's cash Money blood, so fuck where you from n***a

[Chorus x2: Lac & Turk]
You don't want no trouble n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
And you don't want no beef n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
You don't wanna hustle n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do
And you don't want no drama n***a, yes we do
Come on tell the truth n***a, man yes we do

FAQ: Yes We Do by Lil Wayne

Q. Who sings Yes We Do

A. The hit track Yes We Do is performed by Esm Lil Wayne

Q. Who wrote the lyrics for Yes We Do

A. All lyrics are written by Lil Wayne

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