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There Aint No Love, Like The Love Of A Daddy,(Like Like Like Father Like Son)



[Birdman:]

I'm Filthy Rich With Quarter Keys In The Kitchen On 'em

The Block Is Hot But We Still Out Here Gettin' On 'em

And Keep A Cool Everytime We Hit The Streets

'cause These Niggas Act A Fool. And We Be Quick To Put It On 'em

Them Tear Drops Homie We So Not..

The Niggas To Fuck With 'cause We Will Pop

40 Cal Keep It Cocked Nigga Ready To Block

Keep The Gun A Extra Clip Homie That's How We Rock

And Like Father Like Son Daddy We Don't Borrow

We Stay On The Grind Homie Cause We Grind Harder

And Fuckin' With Me Homie You Won't Like

You'll Be The Next Next T-Shirt Wearin' Your Hood All Nite

We Got Them Birds Flyin' Out

And We Den Loud The Pipes

We Do This State To State Thang To Achieve The Price

And Rufus Came Home And I Told Him They Shady

But He Was Talking About That Pussy Nigga Back In The '80s



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[Lil' Wayne:]

Listen..

Birdman Put Me On When I Was Just Eleven

He Was My Teacher So I Was Like Fuck The Lessons

He Was My Preacher So I Was Like Fuck The Reverand

My Mother Setha She Say That I Was With The Devil

My Mother Setha Now Say That He Was Sent From Heaven

So I Take Heade To Every Single Word That He Tell Me

And I Remember What My Poppa Told Me..

Remember What My Poppa Told Me..

Young Stunna.



[Birdman:]

Yeah..I'm Out Here Homie Pitching The Game

And Yes I Do The Whole Thang

Nigga Give Me My Change

Yes We Do Them Old Thangs

Out That Brand New Range

Lil Nigga Like His Father Nigga Doin' His Thing

We Keep The Gun For The Paper Homie Aimed And Cocked

Every Nigga In My Circle Homie Ready To Pop

We Be Riding Drop Top That's Just How We Rock

And I'll Be Rollin' In The Phantom Through My Uptown Blocks



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[While Chorus: Lil Wayne] Alright..Money On My Mind.

Look..I I Hear You Niggas Wisprin'

I Say You Wispiring Cause You Niggas Ain't Hollerin' About Shit

Ol' Pussy Ass Niggas...

Understand Me...



[Lil' Wayne:]

Birdman Junior..Fuck The World Pops

And We Goin' Keep It Movin' Even If The World Stops

Stay Strapped And Laced Like Girl Socks

Stay Dapped And Drapped Like A Birthday Cake

Birthdays Was The Worst Days

Now We Sippin On Louie When We Thirsty..Ya Know?

I Do Believe The Money Cursed Me

So I Pray To God That The Devil Don't Murk Me..Huh..

Little Wizzle but you can just call me First Place

And Poppa Told Me Paper Chase Never Skirt Chase

I Put You Niggas In The Closet In The Shirts Space 

You Niggas Yellow Like Sesame Street Burt's Face

Worst Case Seranio..Bury You

Two Toned Carrara..Like Mascara..Ugh

That G 4 Take Ya Boy Wherever

Like Father Like Son The Erra..Nigga



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