Lil Wayne - Tiggerman lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Tiggerman lyrics

f** That n***a p**y Ass n***a Straight Murder That Boy & Every p**y That's With Em Put Em In The Trunk, Tell Em Let's Have Fun No Noise Frapertate On The End Of The Gun My Boys Givn Paper Just As Quick As It Komes And if your stadin in the way a mama missin her son I Remember Back In The Day It Was Me & Brandon Kut Skool, Smoke Weed, I Was Strapped, He Had One Too R.I.P From The Hollygroove Krew Tell Ya Momma I Will Do What Ever She Needs Me To Do Lil Beezy We Use To Get Ready, Kant Believe My n***a Dead Ah I'm a Apple Street k**a, Eagle Street Soulja (Lil Weezy I'm a Legend)[? ] Lil Spitter I'm a Ropa Silver Duck Tape Her I'm a Kidnapper If Ya b**h Look Good Bet I'm a Get At Her She See Me In The Coupe I'm a Put The Petal To The Metal If Ya Boy Wana Trip I'm a Put The Ratta To The Tatta Everybody Scatta Tryna Get The f** Away Sparks Fly, Gla** Shatters, Situation Gets Sadder Daddy I'm a Pitcher, Whos The Next Batter I Whip It Like Gadda & I Throw It Right At Em Jr High Skool, High Skool When I Had Em Had 10$ Bags 25$ Pakage We Ain't Even In The Same Lane, Stop Naggin Damn Even Mackmaid Tell Me I'm Mackn n***a Stop Trippn, b**h Shake Ya Laffy Taffy This Is New Orleans Cla**ic, Lil Wayne The Main Attraction I Got That Goose In My System, Somebody Gon Be My Victim Talkin With Ya b**h, Meetn With Ya b**h, Creepn With Ya b**h Now I'm Sleepin With Ya b**h You Kan Keep Her, She A b**h Ii Don't Love Her, I Don't Trust Her & Even Mother Told Me A b**h Loves To Hustle Gotta Get That Paper Baby, Gotta Get That Kake Cop A Black Lambourgini, Put Gold On The Plates Gon To The Beach, Sand At My Feet All 1 1 Wheel Hangn Off The Seat My n***a Lil Naughty Was Down Town G We Use To Blow 2 Or 3, Tell Me All About The Streets My n***a Soulja Slim Had The Mutha f**n Message [? ] Was A Uptown Legend Lil Naughty We Use To Get Read Ah Kant Believe My n***a Dead Ah Lil Soulja He Meant What He Said Ah, Kant Blieve That n***a Dead Ah My n***a Lil Spitta That's My n***a All Day 1st Bullet Out The Barrel n***a Better Guard Your Face My n***a Lil Spitta He In The Game Let's Play He About Ta Take Over From A Half Time Break Now Once Upon A Time Not Long Ago This n***a In The Hospital And Damn Near Broke And All He Had Was A [? ], A Box Of Baking Soda, & A Couple Of Pots The Streets Was Empty, The Fool Was Hungry He Wanted To Give Em, Just What They Wanted To Get Cheap Coke All He Needed Was The Connects So He Kalled His Homie Wayne From The Hollywood Set Yes Then I Got His Kall I Be On The Way He Don't Worry About Nothn But That Money To Be Made Get Up Spitter We Got The sh** Straight And I Gave Hime The Dope And I Kept The 8 Manye We On The Grind And The b**hes Know Who We Are I Kome Through In The Kar Like Gosh My Posture As Delikate As Fur, I'm All Hers Kut n***as Head Like Barbers Fruity Ass n***as Is Starburst Throw Em In The Center Fans It's Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha f**n Triiggaman Yea Yea, Throw Em In The Center Fans Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha f**n Triggaman Yea Yea The Mutha f**n Triggaman Rip Rip My Brotha Rip Lord That Was My Brotha...

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