Lil Wayne - Who Wanna lyrics

Somebody call the slick police capitol W
Weezy Baby this is the Carter man
Brim low, all I can see is the flo'
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 burner, 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!

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 wanna fuck wit' me
I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit' me, do
You wanna fuck wit me, naw!
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 wanna fuck wit' me
I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit' me, do
You wanna fuck wit me, naw!

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 gimmie no
Tune the semi go boom
But if ya don't hear me doe
Fool the semi go boom
I'm try to make moves but they gimmie no room
I takes my space I blaze the
Haze take ya babe to space
She gimmie major face, I sung "Amazing Grace"
I was once lost but now I'm found
Full of them pounds is how I'm found, aye!

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 wanna fuck wit' me
I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit' me, do
You wanna fuck wit me, naw!
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 wanna fuck wit' me
I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit' me, do
You wanna fuck wit me, naw!

Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in the head, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in the face, whoa!
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in the neck, whoa!
Brim low, all I can see is the flo'
Now let's go!

I know how to cook so I buy it soft
I also sell it soft depending the cost
You know thats 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
Ya'll niggas 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 naw I smell ya'll
Didn't know Jam Master well but I
Rocks with my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and ya
Gal's dome I suggest! Aye!

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 wanna fuck wit' me
I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit' me, do
You wanna fuck wit me, naw!
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 wanna fuck wit' me
I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna fuck wit' me, do
You wanna fuck wit me, naw!

Bang 'em in da head whoa!
Bang 'em in da face whoa!
Bang 'em in da neck whoa!
Brim low, all I can see is the flo'
Now let's go bang 'em in da head whoa!
Bang 'em in da face whoa!
Bang 'em in da neck whoa!
Brim low, all I can see is ya ho
Now let's go