Lil Wayne - Get Down lyrics

Weezy

What up pop. What up pop

Fuck what they heard it's what they need to know nigga

(They sayin C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)

Ya feel me. Hey nigga we done built this shit from the ground up now homie

Believe that daddy. It ain't no lookin back from here. We too strong

And thats the only way we get down (We get down)

Cause thats the only way we was taught (We was taught)

And everything we got we bought (We bought)

And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark yea)

And thats the only way we get down (We get down)

And thats the only way we was taught (We was taught)

And everything we got we bought (We bought)

And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark fuck a law Oh!)

Cause thats the only way we get down

I down down a brother we ain't cut from the same cloth you Downy soft

Bullets separate ya body compound a busta

I'ma find ya if ya hidin I'm a bounty hunter

In ya home puttin dick all down ya woman

You come home we in the bedroom countin money

I bring her home and I fuck her on a thousand hundreds

Then I shoot the nasty bitch in the mouth for nothin

I say Birdman Birdman whats good today

We ain't never let them niggaz take our food away

And we recognize real and got a rude awakenin

And woke up together and our life was better

I'm the Cash Money son I never like fa cheddar

Not a rat though hat low Nike is leather

Lil maw twist to get my life together

Ya bitch meet me at the bar and we night together Cut!

Throw my weight like Sherman Klump

I gotta hold up my estate like Donald Trump

And I aim kinda straight when it's time to pump

I bring the pump when it's time to punk

Wrapped around my waist like a cumber bun

Dont make a nigga pump (clap clap) you up!

I come in that new thing she threw up

Now yo' bitch ass gotta clean yo' shoe up

I'm rich as fuck and I never blew up

Business mug gotta get my loot up

Bet ya bitch get fucked if I ever met her

Bet ya ditch get dug you ever step up

One by one I push 'em down fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound

Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground I'm straight from a crooked town

Like that bitch!

I give my arms and my legs to the game I'm ahead of the game

I dead any mane if he said any thing but it's cool as long as nigga paid when he came

And I'm a fool wit the flame and the caine

Cut it just a little bit but the drain stay the same yea

Young Wayne and the pain and the stain still remain

On the chest where the four made a mess yes

I'm still here in the flesh 21 year old legend I'ma live way after my death

I sacrifice whateva thats left

I give ya'll the last of my breath like..(exhales)

Write it down take a picture record a copy

Press pause only way you stop me fucker

I'ma get mine and make you not me

Spit wine at ya face if you watch me Bitch!

And thats the only way we gettin down nigga Cash Money CMB man

You already know we here neva left fuck 'em

See me if you got a problem boy

Im at home all day man. Its not a game

Stunna, whats really good wit 'em we ain't neva let 'em take our food away

Fresh you nasty on this on dawg. Ugh

This one, this is the Carter Beotch!